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The man in question was rocking back against my face, almost-silent whispers falling from his lips.

I paused, listening carefully.

“More, please. Seb, give me more.”

That was what he was whispering over and over again. Like he was too embarrassed to say it louder. With time, I’d build his confidence up until he had no problem telling me what he needed.

Nope. You’re leaving, remember?

I squeezed my eyes shut. What the fuck was happening to me? Why couldn’t I just enjoy this moment with Matty without torturing myself with visions of a future I couldn’t have?

Taking a deep breath, I focused back on Matty. “I’ve got you, sunshine.”

Easing his underwear off with far more care than I’d shown for the rest of his clothes, I nudged him up on his knees. With his arse high in the air, he was almost in the perfect position. “Can you spread yourself wide for me, sunshine?”

Matty looked back at me, his mouth agape. “You want me to do what?”

I gave an amused rumble, gently lifting his hands and putting them on his arse cheeks. “Don’t be embarrassed, sunshine. I want to taste you, and this will help me.”

“Am I dead?” he whispered, seemingly to himself as he did as I asked. “I must be dead. It’s the only explanation.”

“Hate to disappoint you, sunshine, but you’re definitely alive.”

Then I leaned forwards and licked him from his taint to the top of his crack.

Matty gave a small shriek, his hips lifting in reflex. My hand was there to meet them though, keeping him firmly against the bed.

I was relentless as I attacked his hole. I tongued, sucked, and nibbled until he was a trembling mess beneath me. He wasn’t even speaking now, nothing more than little moans and whimpers coming from the pillow.

“How you doing, sunshine?” Despite my ragged breathing, I kept my voice light, like I’d been doing something mundane as opposed to eating Matty’s arse like it was my favourite meal. “Ready to talk yet?”

Matty huffed. “No.”

I grinned. That’d be way more convincing if he had bothered to lift his head from the pillow. Or if his knuckles weren’t white with how hard he was gripping himself.

“Okay, we’ll keep playing then. Where’s your lube?”

A few minutes later, I was on my back with him kneeling over my face. With my lubed fingers knuckle deep in his arse, I suckled at the head of his cock. This new position was keeping Matty suspended in an endless loop of pleasure. My fingers would brush against his prostate, making him surge deeper into my mouth. I’d suck hard, making him surge back onto my hand.

Whatever embarrassment that kept him quiet earlier had long gone. His moans and pleading filled the air as I took him closer to the edge.

My own cock was throbbing and angry, but I ignored it. This wasn’t about me getting off. This was about Matty. About finding out why he was upset.

I paid close attention to his body. The instant he started to tense, I pulled off his cock and slipped my fingers free.

“Noooo,” Matty cried. “I was so close.”

I stroked his cock, keeping my grip too loose to bring him the satisfaction he needed. “If you want to come, you know what you need to do.”

He let out a plaintive wail, sweat running down his face.

Kissing the inside of his thigh, I gave him a few seconds to catch his breath before going again.

I’d brought him to the brink seven times before backing off at the last second. Matty was practically sobbing now, but still he wouldn’t relent.

“I have all day,” I told him from between his legs. Well, until Leo got home. Thank god for long firefighter shifts. “All you have to do is say stop, or tell me what I want to know.”

Matty’s response wasn’t either of those. It was one I was completely unprepared for. “Seb…please. Please take me. I need you.”

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