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to do this quiet.”

“Fuck quiet,” Kelly grunted. He fought against Nick’s

hold, moving his hips anyway. Nick grunted, sucking air

through his teeth as he started the slow thrusts again.

There was nothing to cover the sound of their lovemaking.

No white noise, no rough ocean, no music or city sounds in

the distance. It was just Nick, Kelly, and the gasps and grunts each of them made as they drew closer and closer to release.

There was no way the others wouldn’t hear them if they were

awake. And Kelly didn’t care. In fact, he almost saw it as a

chance to mark his territory.

Nick’s nails dragged across Kelly’s ribs, grasping at him

desperately, blindly seeking out a handhold.

“You coming?” Kelly asked, barely able to say the words

over the struggle against his own orgasm.

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“Kelly,” Nick gasped. The name sounded like a curse on

his lips. He bucked his hips, pushing Kelly almost off the

bed. Kelly laid a hand in the middle of Nick’s chest, where

he could feel the wild beating of Nick’s heart as he came. He

squeezed every muscle he could still control and Nick cried

out, a hoarse, desperate plea of Kelly’s name.

“That’s right, babe,” Kelly hissed.

Nick had his eyes closed, his head thrown back. He

gritted his teeth so he wouldn’t shout again. God, he was

fucking beautiful when they fucked. Kelly could feel every

straining muscle in Nick’s powerful body, the possessiveness

in his grasp, see the love and pleasure in his eyes when he met Kelly’s, could feel his cock pulsing inside him. He gripped

himself with his free hand, and all it took were a few strokes

before he found his own release.

He knelt over Nick with his head hanging for long

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