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Cillian hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his pajamas, dragging them down. Slow enough that Anthony couldn’t look away even though he knew what Cillian looked like naked and the way his cock curved up. “Still want to do something?”

He licked his lower lip and nodded, then took off his jeans and briefs. His shoes were abandoned in the sitting room, and he didn’t care that he was still wearing socks. He sat on the edge of the bed and reached for Cillian, pulling him onto his lap.

Cillian kissed him, then pulled off Anthony’s T-shirt. “So it doesn’t get messy.” Another kiss.

“Good thinking.” He smoothed his hands over Cillian’s hips, finally able to touch him. He wanted his hands everywhere at once.

Cillian grabbed the lube and squeezed some onto his hand, before reaching between them, and slicking both of their dicks in an unhurried way that made Anthony’s toes curl. He closed his eyes as Cillian kissed him, giving into the sensation.

He didn’t resist when Cillian pushed him onto his back and pressed close. With no hand between them, there was nothing but slick skin and the hot length of his cock.

The way Cillian moved, rocking his hips as if fucking him…

His tongue thrusting into his mouth…

Anthony thought he might break apart, shattering into one thousand sighs from Cillian’s kiss.

Cillian made that low noise Anthony loved, the one that never quite escaped his throat as he came. The wet heat spread over his skin and the scent of cum made Anthony’s balls draw up. He gripped Cillian’s hips and met every thrust. This time, he didn’t hold back his climax.

The kiss broke, and Anthony opened his eyes.

Cillian was watching him, back arched. “I guess we’re both going to need a shower.”

He’d lied. He didn’t want to “experiment” with Cillian. He didn’tlikeCillian. He wanted to behis. Anthony pulled him down, gluing them together, and kissed him, so the words didn’t fall off his tongue.

CHAPTER

TWENTY-SEVEN

Cillian lockedthe door and leaned against it for several seconds, unable to move even though he needed to put on something other than a towel and finish getting ready for work.

He thought he’d done a pretty good job of holding back that he was ridiculously tripping over himself to touch and kiss Anthony every time he came around.

Experimenting.He snorted.

He wanted to date him, even though the list was as long as Busoni’s piano concerto in C major as to why it was a bad idea. Most of those reasons were related to Anthony’s recent incarceration and his brother. But he’d started this ride, and he was enjoying it. He didn’t want to get off… or more correctly, he wanted to get off all the time, with Anthony.

He needed to pull his head together.

He was the rebound sex guy for Anthony, that’s all. Anthony came from a wealthy family, with fancy houses and cars, and expectations.

His parents’ only expectations were that he supported himself, was happy, found love, and came home at least once a year. Three out of the four he managed on a regular basis—though not always the same three.

His phone buzzed on the kitchen counter where he’d abandoned it. He picked it up, expecting it to be Anthony calling to say he’d forgotten the butt plug, but it wasn’t him. Hayden’s name filled the screen. His stomach dropped and the elation flowing through his veins cooled.

He did not want to deal with Hayden’s bullshit. He wanted to bask in the afterglow of messing up his bed and then getting head in the shower. It was a miracle that his legs worked well enough to see Anthony out the door.

He hit ignore, hoping that would be the end of it, though from experience, it never was. And if he ignored Hayden for too long, it only became worse. Could he not enjoy a few minutes of blissful peace?

Apparently not, as his phone rang again.

He walked to the bedroom to dress as he listened—he wasn’t expected to talk only obey.

Cillian accepted the call and tried to sound chipper. “Hello.”

“Cillian, did I catch you at a bad time? I’ve been calling.”

“I was showering before work.” He put the phone on speaker and finished drying off.

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