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“Ugh. Fuck.” He liked how Gideon’s vocabulary disintegrated as if he could no longer access his words.

And pride filled André because that was all because of him. Gideon only ever presented as cool, calm, and composed to the outside world. But André knew better because he knew the things to do to get the powerful Gideon Winters stammering.

So he did them.

Using the tip of his tongue to circle Gideon’s hole, then flattening and dragging it over the same spot. Gideon’s legs trembled, his heavy grunts filling the room as he pushed back on André, silently begging for more.

André gave him what he couldn’t seem to articulate, tonguing his hole until it was drenched, then inserting a finger, pressing in and punching deep while Gideon cried out and spread his legs wider. His own aching body was forgotten as André made it his mission, his entire identity at that moment, to make Gideon fall apart. Alternating between sucking his balls into his mouth one by one and licking his hole as he drove one, then two fingers in and out.

Gideon rode his face, fucking himself on André’s fingers.

Crying out.

Calling André’s name in a hoarse and broken voice.

André finger fucked him through it all, ramming into Gideon’s clenching body over and over, hitting that spot, his spot, until Gideon seized up, bellowing out his release as he came. It was the way his body squeezed around André’s digits that had him spilling onto the sheets, coming on himself.

He kept fucking the mattress as he wrung everything he could from Gideon, before pulling his fingers out and sagging onto him, his head half on, half off Gideon’s right thigh. Theirharsh, heaving breaths echoed and Gideon petted him, touching the top of his head, his ears, and his brow.

They didn’t move for a long time.

Until André just had to get up because remaining in his own cum was not his idea of relaxation. He made his way to the bathroom on unsteady legs and cleaned himself up, then got a wet rag and did the same to Gideon. And the whole time he was wiping cum off Gideon’s pubes and lower belly, the other man was stroking André—his thigh, his side, his butt.

André discarded the rag and got onto the bed, careful of the wet spot. He’d cleaned up the mess, but the sheets would have to be changed in a little bit. When he had the strength to do it. For now, Gideon pulled him into his arms, kissing André’s eyes, his nose, his lips.

“Thank you,” he whispered.

André smiled into the kiss. “For making you come?”

“No, smartass.” Gideon’s eyes twinkled. “For taking care of me.”

André stroked his hair. “That’s what we do, right? We take care of each other.”

“Yeah.” Gideon brought their foreheads together. “Yeah.”

André hummed and kissed him again. “Go take your shower. I’m gonna have the chef make all your favorite breakfast foods and send it up.”

Gideon pulled back, studying André with a gaze that was heavy, but not in a bad way. Just…heavy with appreciation. With gratitude. André was glad he’d let his instincts guide his actions. For all the money he had, for all the power he wielded, Gideon Winters was just a man who wanted to be loved, appreciated, and cared for. André would gladly take on the responsibility.

“Go.” He tapped Gideon’s shoulder lightly. “I know you have a lot of things waiting to be handled.”

“I can put them off.”

“No, you can’t. Or maybe you could, but I don’t want you to.” He cupped Gideon’s jaw. “The sooner you get it taken care of, the sooner we can get back to moments like these.”

Gideon’s smile bloomed like a fucking flower in slow motion. “I want more of these moments,” he admitted softly.

“Me too,” André whispered, pecking his lips. “Me too. Now go wash up.”

Gideon bounded out of bed with a chuckle and André watched his retreat with a happy sigh. Yes, there definitely would be more of these moments.

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André worea suit that probably cost as much as someone’s six-month salary.

And he sat next to Gideon in the helicopter, not knowing exactly where they were headed. But he knew they were going to dinner and who they would be sharing it with. He’d been surprised when Gideon told him they would be having dinner with Ennis.

Fucking Ennis.

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