Page 13 of Rocking the Trucker

Gabriel nodded as he licked his lips. “I’ve missed you, Sam. So damn much. I haven’t been with anyone else since our last time together. And I tested clean just before they released me.”

Sam took a deep breath in hopes of calming himself so he could slow things down. But that just filled his lungs with the scent of his man, which did nothing to ease the need in his soul. He could not wait to lay over Gabriel and turn them from two horny men into one mass of writhing flesh.

“I haven’t been with anyone since you,” he admitted softly. “I tested clean last month.”

“So, we can go bare?”

Sam hesitated a moment before nodding. “As long as you understand that if we do this, it’s forever. No running away no matter what we fight about. If you want to be alone again, you’ll have to be alone with me. Understand?”

Gabriel nodded his head up and down so fast that Sam was afraid he might hurt himself. Then he yawned, and then yawned again, which made Sam remember that the man was sorely in need of sleep, not sex.

“Move around and up the bed so your head is on a pillow,” he said, making a mental change in the events.

While he was happy to give Gabriel what he needed to relax, he would wait to chase his own pleasure. Or, once the rock star was asleep, he would jack himself off, because he knew he would not be able to sleep with this powerful a hard-on.

“Spread your legs,” Sam ordered as he stepped over the covers and climbed onto the end of the bed. “Hands under your head.”

Crawling between the man’s legs, he took a moment to admire the beauty that was Gabriel Park. The golden tone to his skin was natural, and though his arms, neck and face were slightly darker, there were no other tan lines. Like before, his body was toned, and more muscular than it had been before his time in prison.

His cock, which was impressive for such a slight man, reached nearly to his bellybutton, a long, hard uncut log of flesh that had Sam licking his lips with anticipation. Gabriel shifted his hips and body, as if unable to hold still under his perusal.

Sitting back on his heels, Sam wrapped his hand around his own cock.

“Sam?”

“You are just so damn beautiful,” he said through gritted teeth as he tortured himself a bit.

“Bring that up here. I want to suck it,” Gabriel whined.

“I don’t think so. I’m too close,” Sam said, his hand moving up and down his cock faster and faster.

Gabriel sat up, and then flipped over so he was crouched on the mattress. Pulling Sam’s hand from his cock, he kissed the tip then took the top half in and began sucking hard.

Sam grabbed his shoulders, intending to push him back, only his body had other ideas. His orgasm raced through him like a shooting star, and in seconds, his hips pulsed forward, pushing his cock deeper into his man’s mouth as his seed shot down his throat.

Gabriel took in every drop, swallowing around his cock with a happy hum that he remembered oh so well. When his cock grew too sensitive, he gently pulled back, before leaning down and kissing him.

“You weren’t supposed to do that,” he said, his scolding words softened around the edges by his gentle tone. “I wanted to get you off so you could sleep. I was planning to wait until tomorrow.”

Gabriel grinned at him before brushing a kiss on the corner of his mouth. “You looked like you were in pain. And I was hungry to taste you again. You taste even better than I remember.”

Sam could not argue with him because he, too, was hungry to taste his man’s spunk.

“Back in position. I feel this deep need to do some sucking now.”

A deep blush covered Gabriel’s face as he dropped his gaze. “Um, well, I already came while I was sucking you down.”

“Well, fuck,” Sam said. “That’s so damn hot, but I bet you have another one in you. Back in position.”

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