“Everything you’re doing now and more.”
“Tell me more.”
Gabe kissed him again, this time on the mouth. He’d gone from stiff to moving himself in time with Ian’s motions. The thought he was completely succumbing to what Ian was doing to him drove Ian wild; probably if he touched himself right now he’d explode. But he held off. He had a feeling Gabe was a kinky guy.
“Suck your c**k until you’re on the edge.” Gabe nearly threw off Ian’s rhythm, paused, caught himself.
Ian stuck with what worked, watching the expression on Gabe’s face.
“Fist the f**k out of you—” Gabe cut himself off with a groan, and the way he tensed let Ian know he was coming.
Ian didn’t let up until Gabe opened his eyes and descended to kiss him again. It was a hard kiss like before, but lacked the frustration behind
