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“Then I guess there’s only one thing for us to do.” Mason nodded for Gavin to stand and he did.
“And what’s that?”
“Well, since we’re both on this kick to experience life, and to figure out what we want…and since we both want each other, I figure that means we don’t have much choice than to go on this ride together. Might crash and burn or might go for a joyride and then decide it’s not our thing, but I’m sure we’ll have a whole hell of a lot of fun in the process.”
Gavin got exactly what Mason was saying. They weren’t making any promises. Who knew what would happen? They hardly knew each other, but they liked what they knew so far. They had good chemistry and had a good time together. Maybe it would be something, but maybe it wouldn’t. But he agreed they’d have fun testing the waters.
“Well…since we don’t have a choice and all.”
Mason cocked that brow of his at Gavin and smiled. Damned if Gavin didn’t feel good. Better than he remembered feeling in a long time.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Mason followed Gavin to his house. Not that the couch in his office wasn’t fun and all, but this time he wanted to fuck in a bed. Or against the wall, over the counter, or anything else they could think of. He just wanted it somewhere other than his bar.
He got his chance, because the second they walked into Gavin’s house, the man was all over him. The kiss was sloppy and urgent but he didn’t care. It was full of one hundred percent hunger, and that’s all he gave a shit about.
They stumbled over a rug and almost fell. Mason laughed into Gavin’s neck as he bit him there.
“You and those teeth.”
“I like to bite.” He nipped Gavin’s skin again and Gavin groaned before pushing Mason against the closed front door. He hit hard, the knob jamming him in the side, but that was another thing he didn’t care about.
“This fucking jaw of yours. So damn hot.” Mason ran his tongue down Gavin’s jawline.
And then Gavin dropped down in front of him, and Mason didn’t care about much of anything except for the man’s mouth.
“I didn’t get to taste you last time.” Gavin pushed his shirt up and kissed Mason’s stomach. Mason ripped it off for him as Gavin continued to lick, kiss and suck at this skin.
“Then do it now.” Mason ran a hand through Gavin’s hair, and then watched it flop back down.
Gavin ripped the button through the hole before unzipping Mason’s pants. He was already painfully hard, and eager to have Gavin’s mouth on him. Mason leaned forward, his crotch right in front of Gavin’s face. Since his jeans were only unbuttoned and unzipped there wasn’t great access, but he held Gavin’s head as the man sucked him through his boxer-briefs. “I like you down there. Now, take my clothes off.”
Gavin shoved at Mason’s pants and underwear, pushed them down until his prick sprung free—his clothes not going any farther than right under his ass and balls. “That’s good enough for now,” he told Gavin and then cursed when Gavin went right in for the deep throat.
“Holy fuck. Who’d have thought? I should have had you do this the first night.”
“Sucking dick is a whole lot quicker. I got a lot more practice with it.” And then he took Mason deep again. All the way back. Mason’s balls touched Gavin’s chin before he pulled off and then licked and sucked the head.
His whole body vibrated from the inside out as he listened to the sucking sound of Gavin going down on him. He loved a man on his knees. Loved being on them, too. There was something so powerful in sex. So demanding and owning that made Mason feel like he could conquer the world.
Like Isaac, he liked to win, too, but in bed—fucking—if he did everything right, both parties won. “Jack me off and suck on my balls. Show me what you can do.”
Gavin did just that. Mason squeezed his eyes shut, fighting off the urge to orgasm. He almost never had one without penetration unless it was just his own hand, and even then there was also something inside him, too—fingers, a toy; they both worked for Mason.
But right now he didn’t need that. He had a man on his knees who would suck him off and then fuck him, so he enjoyed the feel of the hot mouth on his balls. As his balls filled Gavin’s mouth, he felt breath on his cock, and damned if it didn’t make that urge to come hit him again.
He opened his eyes, looking down at Gavin. “I know I’m always telling you to kiss me, but right now, now’s when I need you to fuck me.”
He pulled Gavin to his feet. “Maybe one kiss first.” Mason took his mouth. He felt Gavin unbuttoning his jeans as their tongues battled.