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Well it wasn t surprising that he was lost because he definitely
seemed distracted with his hands roaming Cedric s body while he
grinded his erection against his ass. More than that, it was distracting
Cedric, and suddenly his big, important news didn t seem quite so
urgent anymore.
It s hard to think when you do that.
Cash s big palm smoothed down his chest, over his clenching abs,
and wrapped around his throbbing length. That s not the only thing
hard, he rasped into Cedric s ear.
His hips jerked involuntarily, pushing his aching cock through
Cash s tight grip. The friction was amazing, Cash s hand was so
warm, and the lips nibbling across his shoulders were making his
head spin.
Cedric was getting much better at this sex thing, though he still
ended up acting like a klutz more times than not. Luckily, his lover
was not to be deterred just because Cedric occasionally flipped
himself off the bed when his eagerness got the better of him. At least
no one could say that he wasn t enthusiastic.
Turn around and put your hands against the wall.
Proving the point he d just made inside his head, Cedric spun so
fast that his feet slipped on the bottom of the tub, sending him into a
headlong fall right into the tiled wall. Cash was used to his
clumsiness, though, and it helped that his reaction time was
astounding. With no effort at all, his arm looped around Cedric s
chest, catching him before he could do a full-out face-plant.
Cedric could have done without the amused chuckles, however. It
really wasn t that funny. Legs apart, Cash ordered, tapping on the
inside of his left thigh. And please try not to hurt yourself.
Asshole. He really wasn t that bad. Well, neither of them had
ended up bloody or with broken bones yet. Surely that had to count
for something.
There wasn t much space in the small tub, leaving little room for
him to spread his feet apart as his mate had asked. Well, this just
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wasn t going to work. Lifting one leg, he placed it up on the side of
the tub, opening himself wider, but there was still something wrong
with the logistics of his position.
Maybe he should bend over. Yeah, that would be better. Releasing
the wall, Cedric bent from the waist, intending to place his hands on
the back of the bathtub. Of course that proved to be problematic when
his foot slipped and he lost his balance.
Once again, Cash was there to rescue him, catching him just
before his nose got up close and personal with the tiles. You are hell-
bent on messing up that pretty face. Will you please just be still?
He could, but that didn t seem like much fun. I was trying to
help.
You were trying to help me right into a heart attack. I swear my
heart stops just thinkin about something happenin to you.
Aww. How could he not adore a man who said things like that? He
didn t want sweet words and gentle touches right then, though. He
wanted his mate to fuck him into the next week. I ll be good. Hell,
he d be a purple giraffe if it got him what he wanted.
Oh, I have no doubt of that. His lover kept a firm hold on him
while he lifted Cedric s leg, placing his foot in the corner created by
the wall and shower door.
Next, Cash took one of his hands at a time and placed his palms
flat against the wall in front of him. Finally, he pulled Cedric s hips
back and pressed down on his lower back, encouraging him to arch
his spine. Oh. That was a lot more stable than what he d been trying
to do. He d have to remember this position for future use.
Without further preliminaries, two slick fingers pushed inside his
hole, twisting and pumping just the way he liked. It was clear from
the slippery glide of those digits that Cash hadn t foregone the lube.
Cedric supposed that explained what his lover had been doing while
he d been busy almost breaking his neck.
His muscles relaxed instantly, opening without resistance to
Cash s expert touch. The familiar feeling of his mate moving inside
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his body had become something he craved. It didn t matter how many
times they d found their way together during the week, or how many
imaginative positions Cash had introduced to their lovemaking.
Cedric always wanted more.
Maybe it made him greedy, but he hadn t heard his mate complain
once. He took that as a good sign that he was doing something right
and decided to just go with it. If they both dropped from
exhaustion& well, there were worse things.
The hand against his chest moved toward his groin once more,
fisting his cock and squeezing lightly. Two fingers became three, his
dick was jerked quickly from root to tip, and sharp teeth grazed up the
side of his neck. Come for me, darlin .
What? No. Why on earth would he want to come before he could
get Cash s gorgeous cock inside his ass? Fuck me, he countered.
Mmm, not this morning, baby. Cash twisted his wrist, adding
extra friction around the crown of Cedric s cock.
Well, why the hell not? The talented fingers sawing into his
clenching tunnel nudged against his prostate, pushing him that much
closer to the orgasm he was trying so desperately to keep at bay.
Cash, please.
I m tired and hungry, baby. I can t. Soft lips skimmed along the
curve of his jaw. Just let me make you feel good.
Cedric wanted to bang his head against the wall for being such a
selfish prick. Instead, he decided to do something much more
constructive. Arching his back, he thrust erratically, fucking himself
on his mate s thick digits while he tilted his head to the side, baring
his throat to Cash s gaze.
Don t say no, Cash. Take what you need.
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