That was his sign if ever he saw one.
Though he pulled his mouth away, he replaced it with his fingers, using the spit to ease pushing one inside. He could barely think straight, but taking a deep breath helped. Seeing the lust on Gage’s face didn’t.
“I want to f**k you.” He twisted his wrist and slipped in a second finger. The muscles contracted around them, and they both gasped. “Please, Gage.”
Gage didn’t reply immediately, and Christopher tried to brace himself for a denial. But instead of resisting, he nodded his head. “Yes, please. I…I want you to.”
Everything inside him leapt. He had to steel against yanking away, choosing instead slowly sliding his hand free, then even more slowly, crawling up the length of Gage’s body. Arms wrapped around his back as soon as he was within reac
