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“It sounded like you were.”

“I need to come, Riley. Please.Please.”

“Close your eyes.”

He’d obeyed before he’d even registered the words properly. He couldn’t believe how quickly he’d moved from “you’re a dick” to “I need your dick” to “your wish is my command.” He couldn’t deny that he loved the way Riley took control and made Dawson bend.

Riley pulled out of him, leaving him horribly empty. “Don’t move,” he said against Dawson’s lips, and then the weight lifted completely. The emptiness swamped him, even worse from the lack of Riley altogether.

What would Riley do if Dawson moved? He almost did to find out. The throbbing need in his belly, the pulsing of his cock, and the unsteady beat of his heart stopped him. He wanted to get fucked again more than he wanted to play games.

He moved to stroke his cock, hesitated, and then lowered his arm. He doubted Riley would like that either.

He’d become nothing but a vessel that needed to be filled.

Chapter 11

Gideon drove straight fromthe office to Riley’s as soon as he received the text message. Considering he’d chosen to spend his weekend working, it said a lot about what he had going on. Lucia and Hudson were away, visiting her parents for the weekend, and Gideon still hadn’t worked out what his life looked like without them. Other than the two men who had taken up every second of the free time he had outside of work and looking after Hudson. They helped stave off the loneliness that had been eating him alive for months now.

He pressed the buzzer at the apartment building that Riley had sent him an address for. He waited impatiently for someone to let him in, solidifying how much he hated these things. If Riley left him out here, standing in the cold, Gideon would put salt in his morning-coffee order.

When the glass door finally clicked open, he bypassed the elevator and jogged up the four flights of stairs.

Riley opened the door for him after only a single knock, naked and looking like the most mouthwatering dessert.

Gideon licked his lips and grasped the doorframe. “What if I’d been the next-door neighbour asking for a cup of sugar?”

“Then you’d have gotten an eyeful and no sugar.”

“Can’t spare a cup?”

“Don’t have any.”

Gideon believed that. Riley didn’t seem like a sweets man. His personality screamed, “I like savoury foods.”

“Are you coming in?” Riley opened the door wider for Gideon to slip through. When he closed it behind them, the rest of the world faded away.

Gideon’s words caught in his throat at the sight of Dawson sprawled naked on the couch, his cock thick and hard against his stomach. He could get used to this kind of greeting.

He should have looked around to take a gander at Riley’s place. He’d known Riley over five years and had never known where he slept each night. Quinn was the only person Gideon knew who had been here and could confirm that it existed, and that Riley wasn’t a troll living under a bridge somewhere, asking passersby to solve a riddle or pay the price. And that stemmed more from them being friends than them being coworkers.

Riley dragged Gideon closer and kissed him slowly, mouths sliding together with a firm press. They’d spent enough nights together now that Gideon had the feel of Riley against him memorised, and it still felt like the first time, that same stomach full of butterflies and heat rushing through him.

“He’s ready and waiting for you, Gideon,” Riley whispered, cupping his dick. Already hard from the sensual display that Dawson presented. The sculpted muscles, his heaving chest, the sheen of sweat covering his body that told Gideon a filthy story about what he’d walked into. The knowledge they’d been losing themselves in each other while he’d been driving through townto get to them apparently did it for him. They needed to talk about setting cameras up.

“Can you see how much he wants it? He knows you’re in the room, and he wants so badly to look at you.”

Gideon licked his lips, blood heating as fire lit his insides. Had Riley told him to keep his eyes closed? Having a sense taken from him like that would be a pleasurable agony.

Riley unzipped Gideon’s pants and pulled his cock out through the hole without unbuttoning the top. “He knows that if he opens his eyes, all he’s going to get is disappointment.” Riley stroked him from base to tip, twisting his wrist and then sliding back down again. “Areyougoing to disappoint him?”

That hadn’t been Gideon’s plan, no.

Riley put a condom in Gideon’s hand. “I want to see you sliding into his ass, Gideon. And see his face as you make him take all of you. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

Gideon shuddered, lips parting on a shaky breath.

“Wouldn’t you, Gideon? Use your words; I want to hear them.”

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