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air, tilting his head back to breathe deeply as Hudson concentrated his attention on Will’s shoulder, his chest. Damp kisses and a rub of his cheek against flesh. Goosebumps erupted on Will’s skin. The urgency on his part was less due to the spectacular blow job but Hudson – half-hard and pressed between them – trembled only faintly under Will’s hands.
    “Slow to rev up?” Will whispered, stroking his fingers over Hudson’s neck and jaw line.
    “Sorry,” Hudson ducked his head but Will would have none of it.
    “Shut up, and here, lie down.” He slid off Hudson’s lap and indicated the mattress. “Face down.”
    Hudson hesitated so Will got bossy, giving him a shove.
    “I thought you wanted…”
    “Not off the menu.” Will kissed his ear, the back of his neck as Hudson moved slowly, lying face down on the bed, head pillowed on his arms.
    Will straddled Hudson’s epically well-muscled ass, taking a selfish moment to press his cock against the small of his back.
    “Holyhell,” he murmured. He leaned forward, his hands fanning out on Hudson’s gorgeous golden skin. The muscles rippled and they both moaned, breathless.
    “Relax,” Will said, pushing hard and upwards, tightening on Hudson’s rock hard shoulders. He squeezed, pushed down then, over his shoulders and down over the curve of his arms. Will lay down on Hudson’s back, chest aligned with his spine, cock sliding over his ass.
    He moved, using his body as a massage tool. Hands were sexy but was there anything better than sharing touch at this level with another person?
    Hudson trembled beneath him.
    “God, you’re so fucking sexy,” Will whispered against his ear, blanketing him with warmth and desire. “The second you walked into that shop, I wanted you.”
    Hudson said nothing, all but vibrating now.
    “I should be doing a thousand other things right now but all I can think of is how much I want you to fuck me.” Will mimicked his desire with a grind of his hips, answered by the buck of Hudson’s body.
    The other man moaned at that, full-throated and desperate.
    Will was moving then, rolled over onto his back by the eruption of Hudson’s body. They teetered briefly at the edge before Hudson was over Will, bracketing his body.
    His expression was fierce. A serious burn that was new and while not frightening, something intensely emotional that threw Will off his game momentarily.
    Then it was gone and Hudson leaned down to steal Will’s breath with his kiss.
    The afternoon had just started and already, he wished they had more time.
    Hudson’s hands slid up the bed to grasp Will’s wrists, his full weight against his lover’s body. He sucked the air from Will’s lungs, taking every last piece of control.
    The flicked switch, from tentative to passionate, turned Will on wildly and he gave back as much as he could with teeth and tongue. When air became more important than desire, he tore his mouth away, turning his head to the side to gasp for air. The scrap of stubble against his freshly shaven face was somehow just as arousing as the kiss, causing him to thrust his hips up in pure need.
    “Yeah,” Hudson muttered, running his teeth down the side of Will’s neck, hands tightening on his wrists.
    Will let out a husky moan at the sting of teeth against his sensitive skin.
    It’d been so long, he’d be lucky if he didn’t come again before Hudson got to the good stuff.
    Hudson moved over him like a heat seeking missile; he dragged his sharp nipping kisses lower, across Will’s chest, tasting each flat brown nipple, alternating until Will started to think he could come from that alone. When he started to whimper, Hudson changed his tactic, sliding mouth and hands down Will’s torso, fingers tight on his hips to hold him to the bed.
    The next few seconds had Will panting and moaning as Hudson concentrated that beautiful mouth on inside of his thighs; every bite was rewarded with a kiss, every lave of his tongue over his balls