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the light shining in their eyes darkened with smoldering heat and lust, and they attacked each
other like animals. Rhone pulled Adam's hair and devoured his mouth with a kiss full of
ownership. Adam opened up, crying out as he accepted Rhone's invasion, and tangled back with
aggressive thrusts that had Rhone pushing deeper for more.
Want you. Adam yanked Rhone's shirt out of his pants and scratched his trimmed
fingernails across his back. He dragged his hands around and ran them up Rhone's chest, drawing
a tremble from Rhone with the first tease of his nipples. Adam broke the kiss and licked
downward, pausing to look up as his hand slipped between Rhone's legs. Always want you.
Rhone moaned and pumped his hips, already a slave to this man's touch. Key card is in
my back pocket. Fuck, his cock was already hard as granite, and he could hardly breathe
through the quick shot to arousal. Get it and let us inside.
His body ignited even more on the feel of Adam's fingers sliding into his pocket, and
Rhone swore the man teased his buttocks through the fabric just to torment him. Rhone wanted
those hands smacking and rubbing all over his bare flesh, and he needed those fingers playing
with his hole and preparing him for a fucking. Please. He curled his hand around Adam's nape
and dragged his mouth in for another hot, licking kiss. Hurry.
Adam bit and nipped back, cursing as he fumbled with the door handle and with not letting
go of Rhone. Rhone couldn't find the power in his legs to straighten away from the door, and
when Adam finally got it open, Rhone stumbled into their room, careening to the side and
backward, until his spine hit the bar.
After tossing the key card on the floor, Adam stalked Rhone with predatory precision. His
gaze touched Rhone from top to bottom, spiking goose bumps in Rhone, even with the warmth
of the room. Adam never paused as he peeled his shirt down his arms and let it fall to the floor.
Rhone ate up the sight of Adam's sinewy, naked flesh and swallowed to get some saliva in
his mouth. Baby he exhaled unevenly as Adam pushed his pants down past his hips,
revealing more dark, taut skin and a long, erect cock you're so fucking stunning.
Toeing out of his shoes and socks and sliding out of his jeans, Adam barely paused in his
stride. Not nearly as breathtaking as you. He stopped in front of Rhone and braced his hands
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on the bar, caging him in. His warm breath fanned Rhone's mouth with a delicious tingle and had
Rhone grasping for what little remained of his equilibrium.
Adam blinked, and after he did, nothing but sultry seduction lived in his midnight stare.
You excite me just by being in the same room with me. He darted his tongue out and licked the
seam of Rhone's lips but kept their gazes glued together. I get turned on just thinking about
you. He rubbed the moisture away with his thumb and then put it there again with another flick
across Rhone's lower lip. Loving you makes my heart race and my cock stir. A smile lit his
eyes. He moved in again, and Rhone's entire being rumbled a guttural noise and shook with
desire.
Please. Rhone lost the battle for control and surged, claiming Adam's mouth with his,
hungry for a deeper kiss. A hot, hard body rubbed up against him, burning him through his
clothes. Make love to me. Rhone uttered his request as he tore at his own jacket and shirt,
ripping thread and buttons in an effort to get naked too. I need you inside me.
Adam growled an approving noise and dipped down to take a bite out of Rhone's shoulder
and chest, leaving angry red marks in his wake. Clothes, baby. He lapped lower and sucked on
Rhone's nipple, hardening it with shooting joy in an instant and making Rhone lose his balance.
Rhone fell into one of the bar stools, but Adam stayed right with him, never missing a beat as he
scraped his teeth across Rhone's torso to his other nipple and worried the very tip with
excruciatingly wonderful pain. He kept the other one in a stiff peak of arousal with his fingernail,
thumb, and forefinger, and Rhone writhed his ass on the chair as if Adam had an equal number
of hands and mouths working over every inch of his flesh at the same time.
Biting back a shout of pleasure, Rhone shoved his hands to his belt and jerked hard at the
strap of leather and button beneath. Jesus, he needed to free his cock or he thought he might die.
Adam eased up his torment on Rhone's nipples and began kissing his way down the
centerline of his torso. He reached the bulge Rhone hadn't yet pulled from his jeans and kept
right on going, pecking kisses down the fabric covering the rigid length. You finish that he
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