Free Dangerous Ground 3: Blood Heat by Josh Lanyon

sucked hard.
    “God. Will .”
    Will bit him gently.
    Taylor whimpered. He was already erect and aching, his cock bobbing over his flat belly.
    “I know, sweetheart.” Will gave Taylor"s taut nipple a final wet lick. He lifted up, straddled Taylor, trapping his cock between Will"s buttocks. Will clenched his muscles around the shaft while leaning forward to claim Taylor"s mouth again.
    “Nice…large muscle control,” Taylor gulped out when he could breathe again.

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    “Wait"ll you see my fine muscle control.”
    Taylor shivered and then laughed. He slipped his hand down between the hot, moist press of their bodies and began to stroke his belly, slowly, deliberately stimulating himself for their mutual enjoyment. Will teased him about being an exhibitionist, but Will definitely liked to watch. And Taylor liked to be watched by Will.
    Will"s eyes were so dark they looked black as Taylor stretched his spine, arching. His own gaze lingered on Will"s lean, tanned, muscular body. Will"s cock thrust up out of the black, silky thatch of his pubic hair.
    Reaching out, Taylor feathered his fingers down Will"s cock, stroking the thick, hot shaft. He could feel the pulse of blood throbbing beneath the satiny skin. You wouldn"t think it could possibly feel good to have something that big and stiff shove into your ass, but it did. It was the best feeling on earth.
    “What do you want?” Will whispered, as though reading his mind. “Want me to fuck you?”
    Taylor nodded urgently.
    “I love it when you say it.”
    “Please, Will. God. Please fuck me. I need it.” Taylor had no inhibitions about asking for what he wanted. He had few inhibitions, period. Not being afraid to face what he liked gave him control, even power in this delicately balanced relationship of theirs.
    He could see the effect of those words on Will, see Will"s expression transform into a revealing composite of desire and vulnerability. “Oh yeah—” Will"s face fell.
    “Oh hell . Hold on!”
    He was off the bed and heading for the bathroom.
    “Was it something I said?”

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    Will"s strangled laugh came from the bathroom. Taylor, absently stroking himself, watched as Will reappeared. He was back on the bed in a leap and a bounce.
    The bounce nearly sent them both through the mattress. Taylor started to laugh.
    “What the hell was all that about?”
    Will held up a small bottle of complimentary hand cream.
    “Ah.” Taylor nodded approval. “Good thinking.”
    “Assume the position,” Will told him, and Taylor wriggled more comfortably into the disarranged bedding and lifted his legs.
    Will squirted some pale, scented lotion into his hand and lazily stroked Taylor.
    The liquid felt cool and slick on heated skin. Taylor murmured approval.
    “Hedonist.” Will tickled his balls, which began to tighten. Taylor sucked in a breath as Will"s fingers grazed the crevice beneath his cheeks.
    Will squirted more lotion into his palm. He traced up and down the moist curve of Taylor"s buttocks. Taylor groaned, gazing dizzily up into Will"s gravely smiling face. “Oh God. Yes. Do it to me, Will.”
    Will slipped his fingers inside, making Taylor cry out sharply and toss his head against the flat pillows.
    “Shhh.” Will threw a guilty look at the door dividing their room from their prisoner"s.
    Taylor acknowledged the warning, but the feel of Will"s fingers moving inside him was exquisite. He stretched and pushed down, aiding Will in that quest to find the spongy nub of his prostate.
    “Good?” Will watched his face.
    Taylor swallowed. Nodded. Hard to find words in the face of pleasure that intense. He closed his eyes and simply felt . The scent of musk and flowery lotion, the prickle of hair and fingernails…

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    As always there was the little regret when Will"s fingers gently withdrew. But the next moment, Will"s thick cock was pressing into him, pushing, piercing him