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He nods and I move my hand to his lower back and gently roll my hips against him.
“So good,” he moans, then his mouth is on mine again.
I let him set the pace, rolling my hips in time with his, pressing us against each other. His soft moans get faster, and I roll alittle onto him and instead of moving me back, he pulls me all the way on top. With my body hard against him, my cock lines up perfectly beside his bulge. I grip his messy curls between my fingers, lift my hips a little and then roll down again, grinding on top of him. It elicits the most delicious of moans that only spurs me on.
Dry humping isn’t something I’ve done often, but frotting like this completely naked is one of my favorite foreplays, and imagining his bare cock against mine has me edging even closer to release. With each passing moment, his kiss grows wilder, tongue fighting for control between gasping breaths. I’m struggling to hold on, but I have to, for him.
One of his hands slides down the back of my pants gripping my ass. The nails of his other hand dig into my back, and his body stiffens beneath me. When he lets out a guttural groan into my mouth I’m gone, my leaking cock explodes in my pants as electric pulses shoot through my balls and I thrust against him until I’m spent.
Our kissing slows, and when he pulls his hand free from the back of my pants, I break away.
“Are you okay?” I ask, moving off him to lie to the side again. He turns to face me, head resting on his bent arm.
“I’m… good.”
“You are,” I say, and he chuckles.
“Was that a question or a statement?”
“Both.”
His gaze moves down, and he tilts his head to one side the way he does when he’s being all shy, and it’s too fucking adorable. I brush a stray curl off his forehead and catch sight of the clock behind him. It’s late. Really late.
“As much as I love lying here, we should probably get some sleep. You can use the bathroom first,” I say, and he pushes up onto one hand and cranes his neck around to check the time.
“Oh wow, it’s like after midnight. When did that happen?”
“Sometime between you grabbing my ass and me blowing my load.”
His blush deepens, and he climbs from the bed. Grabbing a pillow from above my head, he tosses it at me.
“It’s a figure of speech, dickhead.”
I toss it right back, but it hits the back of the bathroom door just as it closes behind him.
I can’t believe that actually happened, I think, climbing from the bed. I collect our bags from just inside the hotel room door and place his at the foot of the bed by the window. Floor-to-ceiling windows run the length of the room, and when I pull back the curtains, I find they offer a perfect view of the city. It’s a beautiful night. The sky is clear, allowing all of the stars to sparkle even with the glow from the streetlights below.
“Don’t turn around,” Brendan says from behind me. I didn’t even hear the bathroom door open. “I just need to grab my bag.”
“No problem. It’s behind me, by the bed.”
I stay perfectly still watching the city below, but as he nears, my focus shifts from the city to the reflection, and I’m met with a delightful surprise. Brendan wears only a towel around his waist, and his wet curls drip down his toned bare chest. My dick twitches against the mess in my pants. Fucking hell, he’s even hotter wet.
He grabs his whole bag and rolls it to the bathroom, closing the door behind him with a click. I lean against the window and groan into my arm, my cock half hard again already.
“All yours,” he says, a few minutes later, and he’s unfortunately fully clothed, wearing long black boxer shorts that cut off just above the knee and a long-sleeved black Henley.
It’s not as hot as him in a towel, but he’s still fucking gorgeous. I grab some clothes out of my suitcase and head into the bathroom to clean myself off. After a quick shower and change,I step out into a dark room. He’s closed the curtains and is curled up under the covers on the bed. With the light from the bathroom streaming in, I watch his chest move up and down in steady breaths.Is he asleep already?
Not wanting to disturb him if he is, I flick my phone screen on and place it softly on the nightstand, then switch off the bathroom light. Once safe under the covers, I lock the screen and the room plunges into darkness.
“Goodnight,” he whispers.
“Best night,” I reply, and I swear I can totally feel him smiling.
Chapter fifteen
Duckie
