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their kiss. The older man definitely knew what to do with his mouth. He wondered if Guy liked to use it on his lovers' bodies as well. Jacob didn't understand men who didn't like to suck cock. He definitely wasn't one of them. Although Jacob wasn't an easy lay, he loved pleasuring his lover with his mouth.
    The power of bringing a man to completion excited Jacob like nothing else.
    "What are you thinking about?" Guy asked, dragging Jacob out of his thoughts.
    He answered without thinking. "Hmm. I was dreaming about sucking you off."
    * * * *
    There was no doubt in Guy's mind that Jacob planned to drive him completely and totally insane. Just the thought of Jacob's mouth on his cock made Guy harder than granite.
    "Tell me you're not teasing!" Guy demanded. He wondered briefly if Jacob was going to be his downfall, but the image of Jacob on his knees made Guy not really care.
    "I'm not teasing. Just because I wouldn't let you fuck me when we first met doesn't mean I can't change my mind after we've gotten to know each other."
    Guy didn't understand Jacob's reasoning, but he wasn't going to argue with the man.
    He raised his hand. "Check please."
    The limo pulled up as Guy and Jacob left the restaurant. Joel got out and relieved Jacob of his enormous bag of food. Apparently, Milo always sent Jacob home with extra food, a habit from when they both subsisted on whatever restaurant leftovers Milo could get.
    "Milo looks out for me," Jacob said with an enchanting smile. Guy thought Milo looked a little too appreciative at Jacob for someone who was supposedly married, but who was he to judge?
    "We'll make sure your food gets refrigerated when we get to my place." No way was he going to let Milo's excellent cooking go to waste. If tonight went like he hoped, maybe they could share the feast for breakfast tomorrow.
    "Sounds good." Jacob leaned his head against the seat, flicking a gaze over Guy's body. At Jacob's steamy look, Guy became harder than granite.
    The trip to Guy's brownstone and up the short flight of stairs was fast, but not quick enough. The magic inside Guy crackled insistently to take the delicious smelling man down and mark him as his own. He wanted Jacob badly, but the model refused to touch him inside the limo. Jacob had the strange idea Joel would peek at them. Apparently, while Jacob could pose confidently in his underwear with dozens of people watching, he was shy.
    Who knew?
    As soon as the door slammed behind them, Guy rushed to the kitchen, opened his refrigerator, and stuffed the bag of food inside, completely ignoring the sound of things tipping over.
    He didn't have attention to spare for anything except the handsome model standing before him. "Does this blowjob come complete with naked model?"
    Jacob licked his lips, and Guy almost ruined the anticipation by coming from that sight alone.
    "It most definitely does."
    * * * *
    Jacob wanted Guy more than he could remember wanting any man. Granted, it had been a while since he'd had the time and energy to let someone catch him, but he still remembered all the right moves to drive a man insane.
    Giving Guy his best seductive look, Jacob sank to his knees, unsnapping and unzipping on the way.
    "Fuck, I've had sex not as good as watching you go to your knees," Guy said in a deep, guttural voice.
    Jacob laughed. Leaning forward, he inhaled Guy's aroma through his black mesh underwear.
    "Delicious," Jacob purred, breathing in Guy's musky scent. His date smelled better than any man he'd ever been with before. Jacob's mouth watered as he slid his thumbs beneath the elastic waistband and pulled the underwear down, exposing a thick, meaty cock for his enjoyment.
    "Yum," he whispered as he swiped the weeping head with his tongue.
    "Fuck!" Guy slid his hands into Jacob's hair and yanked him to his feet.
    "Ouch." Jacob's scalp stung from the pull.
    "Sorry, sweetness. We need to take this to the bedroom before I collapse on the floor. I'm getting too old for rolling around