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And Ward liked it.

He ran his nose up along Skylar's neck. “Fuck, you smell good,” he blurted out.

Skylar chuckled. “Yeah? The hormone injections changed the way I smell. I hardly notice the difference anymore, and nobody's ever said anything–”

“I like it,” Ward growled, holding Skylar close as he rested their foreheads together. “Holy shit, I like it.”

Skylar grinned, undulating his little body so it rubbed against Ward's hard dick. “I can tell,” Skylar murmured. “Oh fuck. I want that thing in me, Daddy. Do you wanna fuck me? You can use all my holes. Whatever you want. Just stuff me and use me and leave me a wet, sloppy mess.”

Ward muttered a curse. Skylar was paid to say things like that, but the breathy tone of his voice made Ward almost certain that the boy meant every word.

“Too much?” Skylar asked.

Ward shook his head. “More,” he managed to get out.

Skylar's eyes lit up. “Yeah? Fuck. I want you on top of me. I want you to pin me down and shove that cock so deep insideme, I can taste it.” Skylar shuddered. “Oh!” he gasped. “May I? Please?” He didn't even wait for an answer. The boy slowly sank to his knees, keeping himself pressed against Ward as he went so their bodies rubbed together. He reached up, sliding his hands up and down Ward's thighs, inching closer to the obscene tent Ward was making. A hungry, desperate, wide-eyed look came over the boy's face. “Please?”

Ward cursed again as he yanked at his belt. He slid it free, coiled it up, and tossed it aside. Ward popped the button on his pants, dragged down the zipper, and shoved both his pants and underwear down just enough to free his aching dick.

Skylar's eyes darkened even more, and a moan escaped him as he leaned forward and gave the tip a lingering, open-mouthed kiss.

“Fuck,” Ward gasped, taking in the sight of this stunning boy kneeling at his feet. He gripped the base of his dick, clamping down hard. There was no way he wasn't going to embarrass himself, certain he'd come the second he got inside that luscious mouth.

Because Skylar had him more turned-on than he'd ever been in his life.

Chapter 6

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SKYLAR

SKYLAR WAS dizzy with arousal. His heart slammed against his ribs, and he felt so hot that he was sure he had to be sweating all over. Between his legs, it seemed like every muscle was throbbing and pulsing.Jeebus. Ward just kept getting better. Skylar was almost afraid to see the man naked, certain that he'd faint at the first glimpse and miss out on everything the night had to offer.

He knew he was forgetting himself. This was a job, after all, but with ever passing second, Skylar cared less and less about that. Nothing in the world existed beyond Ward. Skylar inwardly cursed. He wasn't supposed to let himself get lost in a client like this, and that had never been a problem before. Not once. Not even for a second. But now? Something about Ward made him want things he thought he'd never get to have.

Skylar swayed towards Ward's cock again, needing that thing inside him. A drop of precum shone at the tip.Shit. Skylar forced himself to stop.

Ward's thigh muscles tensed under Skylar's hands. When Skylar looked up, he saw the arousal wane on the man's face.“Something wrong?” Ward asked. His expression started to close off. “If you don't want to do this–”

“No!” Skylar gasped. He reached up, clawing at the front of Ward's shirt. “I want this. Fuck, Ward, I want this way more than I should probably even admit to, but—goodgrief—the way you're making me feel right now! Holy shit.” Skylar paused. “I only hesitated because I'm supposed to make you wear a condom, even for this,” he went on, gesturing between his mouth and Ward's cock, “but I really wish I didn't have to.” Skylar closed his eyes and nuzzled Ward's length. “Fuck. I wish I could take you bare. I really do. And I've never wanted that in my life.”

Except maybe with Charlie. But he couldn't think about Charlie right now. Not without a pang of guilt.

Ward's eyes darkened with arousal again. He frantically patted his pockets, then muttered a curse and stepped aside, snatching up his suit jacket. Ward pulled out his wallet and returned to his spot between Skylar and the bed. He flipped the wallet open, dug out a condom, then froze, his look of arousal waning again as his expression turned guarded.

Shit. Was Ward changing his mind? Could he not go through with fucking a boy after all? Skylar fought to hold back a whimper. He couldn't lose out on this. He couldn't miss a chance to have this man, not when he actually felt turned-on for the first time in his life.

“Ward?” Skylar whispered.

The man glanced down at him, a touch of color rising on his cheeks. “Um.” He shifted his stance and cleared his throat. “Do I…uh…pay you now or…after?”

Oh.“Shit,” Skylar gasped. He'd honestly forgotten all about the money, so caught up in the moment that it actually felt real. Skylar hesitated. He desperately needed every penny he could get his hands on, but when he looked up into Ward's eyes, heknew that a discussion of money was going to absolutely shatter this moment between them. The passion and desperation would all be gone, and Skylar feared they wouldn't be able to get it back. Everything would turn mechanical and deliberate instead. A transaction instead of a need. Skylar couldn't let that happen. Not tonight. Not with Ward. “After,” he lied. Maybe, by then, Ward would forget all about it. Skylar was supposed to collect cash up front, but taking money from this man?No way. The thought alone made Skylar feel suddenly nauseated.

“Okay.” Ward hesitated for a second before he tossed his wallet aside, then he stood there, looking down at the condom, turning it over and over between his fingers.

Damn it. Skylar needed to salvage the situation before Ward actually did change his mind.

“Daddy?” he gasped. He clutched at Ward's shirt and nuzzled the man's cock again, rubbing his face all over it. “Please.”

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