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The friction of their bulging cocks against each other almost drove them wild, the air between them electrically charged. They groaned into each other’s mouths, their senses and vision blurred out by the desire that fueled the kiss. Vibrating with need, Finn reached between them and slipped his fingers into Logan’s pants, and as his hot fingers curled around his throbbing cock, Logan tore his lips away. His eyes were wide and glazed, confusion sparking in them. “Are you sure about this, Finn?” “What?” Finn replied, his breaths hot and raspy. “This…” Logan gestured between them, his gaze straying to the bulge between them. “If we do this, there’s no going back, you know.” Finn sighed, his fingers delving into Logan’s hair as he pulled him close and dropped a light, feverish kiss on his lips. “I don’t know, Logan,” he murmured against his lips, “but I can barely control these desires anymore. They’re threatening to drive me crazy, and from the look in your eyes, I guess I can say the same for you.” Logan still seemed unsure, although his eyes darkened with desire as he stared down at Finn. “Truth is,” Finn continued, curling his hands around Logan’s throbbing cock again, “seeing you again today, reminded me of all the feelings I tried so hard to deny. I’ve never looked at anyone and felt the same spark I felt with you back then, when we shared that first kiss.” “I realized it quite late, Logan,” he added in a whisper, “but it’s you I want. It’s always been you, no one else.” He paused, his gaze burning into Logan’s as his fingers massaged his cock. “Please tell me you feel the same way,” he mumbled. “I want to hear it, so I know I not imagining this.” Logan’s breath caught in his throat, as Finn’s fingers stroked his balls, pulling sensuously. His gaze was conflicted, but his lips wanted something else. He swallowed hard, nodding. “I do, Finn,” he replied. “I feel the same way.” That was all Finn needed to hear. And it broke the last bit of restraint in him. He pressed himself against Logan harder, his fingers more urgent and eager to please his cock. A groan of pleasure escaped Logan’s lips as Finn’s fingers caressed his tip, teasing, and he brushed his hand against Finn’s bulging front. The sound of approaching footsteps tore them apart, and before whoever it was could come into view fully, Logan grabbed Finn by the wrist and sprinted into the dark warehouse that was a few miles away. “We can’t have anyone seeing this, yet,” he said as he pushed Finn up against the wall, his hands roaming all over his hard plane. “We can’t even afford to worry about anyone right now,” Finn rasped, his fingers diving into Logan’s hair. “What matters right now, is us, in this moment. We should just enjoy this night together, and worry about the future later.” In response, Logan crashed his lips down on Finn’s, his fervent fingers working at the buckle of his belt. “Have you done this before?” Finn murmured against his mouth, and Logan shook his head, his face tight with concentration. “There’s always a first for everything,” he replied, as they say. Finn’s hot fingers crept under his shirt, climbing all the way to his back and pulling him in, deepening the kiss. Groaning in pleasure, he roughly turned Finn against the wall, his erection pressing into his ass cheeks. Flushed and hungry, Finn tried to touch him, but he was trapped by Logan’s rough arms. Logan’s hand traveled between them, his fingers quickly working at his own fly. And moments later, his cock whipped out, pressing into Finn’s back. A gasp escaped Finn’s lips at the contact, his fingers biting into the wall. And spitting into his fingers, Logan massaged his cock, moistening it. Bracing himself for something he was about to do for the first time in life, he splayed his fingers on Finn’s ass, his heart racing. Slowly, and deliberately, he pushed into Finn from behind. A slice of pain shot through Finn’s body for a moment, and a while later it passed, an unbelievable amount of pleasure washing over him. Logan’s cock filled him completely, the feeling almost ethereal. Logan started to move against Finn, his fingers gripping his waist as a sensational feeling washed over them both. Soon, their movements became frenzied and urgent, fueled by a long-standing need and desire. Their breaths were ragged and hot, filling their cold air around them. Their gasps of pleasure sounds of sin filling the entire warehouse. This was their first time at something so sinful. And they both knew, deep in their hearts, that it wasn’t going to be the last time either. As Logan exploded deep inside him minutes later, Finn quickly reached behind and pulled his cock out. Then he dropped to his knees, his dark gaze straying up to meet Logan’s. There was a glint of mischief in them that got Logan hard all over again, those golden locks doing something to his goddamn mind. His jaw clenched tight with need, desire spiking through his chest. Gripping Logan’s throbbing cock in his fingers, Finn leaned down and stuck out his tongue, slowly lapping it against his tip. A strained groan escaped Logan’s lips, his pupils dilating slightly. His hands moved to the back of his head, the bolt of pleasure that raced up his spine arousing him even further. “Fuck,” he rasped, catching his lower lip between his teeth. “Does it feel that good?” Finn asked, his tongue warm against Logan’s tip. Logan smirked, a glint creeping into his eyes. “I guess you’ll find out when my mouth is around your cock.” Smiling satisfactorily, Finn pushed his head further down and swallowed up the rest of cock in his mouth, an anticipation for his turn working up his spine.TwoRafael Delgado watched the interactions around him from where he stood at the floor-to-ceiling window, biting his lips in a nervous fit. He’d been restless ever since his little altercation with Dominic Lucius at the entrance, as the man kept sliding him death glares from across the room. Rafael was beginning to think he might have gone a little overboard with the silly move. No one liked to cross Dominic Lucius, ever since their high school days. But it was different for Rafael. Where others feared to tread with Dominic, Rafael trespassed. He’d always felt this hum within him, whenever Dominic got in his sights, or got near enough for his sandalwood scent to fill his nostrils. Rafael hated the man and his entire being. The way he walked like he owned the world and every entire thing in it, living and non-living. He hated the way the man’s eyes darkened when they fell on him, like it had a thought as sinister as he looked running through his mind.Tall, muscled. He wasn’t mu
OneThe car tore down the asphalt highway, soft opera music drifting through the speakers at the front. Dominic Lucius rested against the backseat with his eyes shut, trying to block out the sound of his father’s chaotic hum-along to the opera music playing. They were on their way to the funeral of a close associate of theirs—actually, his father’s. Perez Lucius, a formidable, notorious arms dealer with connections that surpassed his reputation. His long talons reached the ends of the earth, where most men would venture into and get blocked off. Some others wouldn’t even dare. And for years, Perez had enjoyed the glory that came with being unmatched in the crime underworld. In the crime business. Well, until Julio Delgado came into the picture a few years back, with a magnitude of power and fame in the underworld that swept Perez off his feet, perfectly molding himself into the man’s sworn rival. Ever since then, Dominic had never heard the end of it. How his father hated the m
4Jeremy swallowed hard, sweat breaking out on his skin, despite the air conditioning that blasted in the suite. Marcus was staring at him so intensely, it stole his breath away. And what was even more insane, was his thigh that occasionally rubbed against his erection through his suit pants. He was swollen and extremely horny now, and he wondered how he’d gotten to that point, so fast. “You wanna know what I want?” Marcus’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts. “I don’t know, Jeremy. I just can’t walk away, scared last night. My cock had throbbed every moment of the day, at every slightest moment you cross my mind. I don’t want to do this,” he turned fully and rubbed his erection against Jeremy’s, waves of pleasure blasting through their spines, “but I can’t help it.”Jeremy’s grip tightened around the glass, his cock begging for release. Precum coated his tip, rubbing against his briefs, and the friction sent him reeling. In a fluid move, Marcus reached up and pried the glass
3Heart palpitations were a thing. But Jeremy hadn’t necessarily known them until yesterday, when he’d met the gray-eyed stranger. Today again. It was happening. His heart had started that thing when Marcus had walked into the chapel, at his wedding. And when Bridget had introduced the same Marcus as her distant cousin. Now, the same cousin had boldly texted him, asking to be met in fucking suite 304.Jeremy lifted his eyes and sharply glanced around the front, searching for Marcus. He found him just before he slipped out of the church gate, and as their eyes met, Marcus’s lips tilted in a small smirk that only unsettled him further. The he slipped out the gate. Jeremy inhaled sharply, smoothing a hand over his tie. Fuck. This was a major mess. Probably blackmail. Why else would he be bold enough to call him out?Instead of the relief he’d expected at the realization that stranger wasn’t just a stranger, but Bridget’s cousin, he felt even more unsettled. Jeremy’s mind was qui
2Wedding dayMarcus Tallavera walked into the chapel courtyard, realizing that he was a little late to his cousin’s wedding. A little late was an understatement, in fact. Because the couple was already reciting their vows.Sighing, he ran a hand through his already tousled hair and crossed over to the tall, glass windows, where some paparazzi clustered themselves, taking snapshots even through the glass windows. He stood off to the less deserted side, looking through the window, at the gorgeous couple who radiated brilliantly from a distance. The bride being his beautiful cousin, Bridget Tallavera, and her groom. Marcus’s gaze flicked to the man that stood facing his cousin, wearing a thin, wan smile. Picking out a hint of familiarity in the side features—a silver stud, full, grimly set lips, a slightly crooked nose..The groom…Marcus stiffened. For some reason, the physique of his cousin’s groom reminded him of the strange man he’d fucked in his bed the previous night. The sa
OneA shudder passed through his body as the warm, moistened folds flicked his nipple, his thigh muscles tightening at the contact.Jeremy was lost in wonder and the waves of pleasure that swept through his body, his senses fighting to register what was going on. Where he was…His eyes flew open as he swallowed large gulps of air, and he instantly realized that his vision was blurred…no..closed off.All he saw was dark. But warm fingers were sliding down the hard planes of his stomach, to the aching front of his pants that was filled out thickly. His breath hitched in his throat, as sharp teeth sunk into his skin, closing around his nipple in a hard pinch.A groan slipped out of his lips, and he tried to fight off whatever was happening. In a split second, he realized his both hands were cuffed to the bed, on both sides of him. He tried to break free, but the cuff was fastened tightly. “What is this?” he breathed, an incredible wave of desire and panic hitting him and warring in