The Art of Life and Love: The Second Symphony
With that thought, Tony was rock hard, and damn it, he had no patience left.
So totally beyond ready, Tony pushed open the door and was presented with exactly what he wanted to see. Dillon, stripped down completely. He knelt, arms at his sides, and head down. 'In his place.' Tony pulled his chin up so Dillon looked him in the eye, his lust-blown haze full of so much blue fire. Tony lowered Dillon's gaze then prodded his inner thigh with his sock-covered foot. Every time, without fail, Tony left his socks on. His feet would get cold, what could he say? When he didn't react, Tony huffed, dreadfully impatient.
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