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Just as he’d known would happen, the way they were moving together helped him to hold back quite a bit. He was able to focus on the way his own lips moved over the other man, on cupping his heavy balls, on bringing him pleasure. It pulled him back from the edge just enough.
Though it wouldn’t work for long,Jamie was just too talented, his mouth gripping Lance tightly, his hands all over Lance’s inner thighs and hips and stomach, stroking him, overwhelming Lance with sensation.
Lance fought back, but he was losing control. Whathadstarted as little more than a tingle soon grew into an aching, pulsating throbbing, through his whole body, but especially in his cock and balls. He drove into Jamie’s mouth, and the only thing that made him feel better about it was when he realized that Jamie was doing the same thing.
If he could speak, he would tell Jamie that he wanted them to come together. Even so, he had the idea that Jamie knew, or maybe it was just luck that had them tensing up at almost the same time, their bodies squirming and writhing together, hips pumping, as they spilled into each other’s mouths.
Lance pulled away, rolling out from under Jamie and smirking up at his boyfriend. Jamie was a sight to behold, pale skin lightly flushed, eyes brilliant, hair a messy halo around his head.
“And that’s what you get for sitting on my lap, you brat,” Lance laughed softly, and he was rewarded by the slow growth of a beautiful grin on Jamie’s lovely face.
“That’ll show me,” Jamie murmured and then reached for him. They settled back together, holding each other close, Jamie’s bright head on Lance’s chest. How far they’d come, Lance mused, and he knew that the ride was just getting started. He still had a lot to look forward to.
Hell, he hadeverythingto look forward to, as long as he had Jamie there by his side.
