Morning breath kisses had no right to be so sexy, but with Elijah molesting his ass Asher wasnt certain there was another option. He continued to rock against Elijah's thigh, cock lazily waking up under the stimulation.
"Fuck," Ash said finally, sitting up a bit so he could reach over to the bedside table. "There's gotta be... bingo!"
Returning to Elijah's side, Asher now had a single use packet of lube and a condom. Sure the hotel was classy, but Asher h AXA d needs and requests.
Elijah cracked open one eye when Asher moved around to find what they needed. He gave a soft snort when the lube and condom were presented. "You hang onto that," he murmured as he stole the package of lube from Asher and left him with the condom.
Then he took a hold of Asher's thigh and pulled him on top of himself as he rolled onto his back, both of his hands were soon on Asher's ass and spreading him open while he pulled Asher firmly against himself, both of their full cocks neatly trapped in between them. The packet of lube was trapped somewhere under the elastic band of Asher's underwear.
"First you need to get all this fabric out of the way, though," Elijah said with a lazy grin.
Asher's thighs easily spread for Elijah, his breath quickening as Elijah played with his ass, spreading his cheeks open with no fuss.
"I have to? You're getting a little lazy, aren't you?" Asher teased, though he slid his fingers under the waistband of Elijah's underwear. He had to ease off Elijah a bit to get his cock free, and that took far longer and with more squirming than strictly necessary.
"I'm busy," Elijah responded without a single moment of hesitation as he let his fingers travel down to the crack of Asher's ass, rub gently against his hole. His underwear were still there, just clinging to Elijah's hands as he on about his business.
"Sometimes you have to put in the effort to get what you want, Ash," he said teasingly, and did absolutely nothing to help him with those endeavours.
Asher moved the condom to hold onto the edge of the package between his teeth so he could use both hands to shimmy the underwear further down Elijah's thighs. Halfway to his knees would have to do. He found he really enjoyed what Elijah's hands were doing - just manhandling Asher's ass like he owned it. The muscles of his hole twitched at the contact of Elijah's fingers, giving away how excited the contact made Asher in spite of how blase he was attempting to be.
"I drag you halfway across the globe on a glorious illegal vacation and I'm the one who needs to put in effort? I've done nothing but work lately. I deserve to be pampered."
As haughty as that reply was, now that Elijah's underwear was down he worked on getting his own off. Frustratingly that did involve sitting up a bit more again, at least so he could get them off one leg. That was all that was really needed to get the access he wanted.
Off one leg was just enough. Elijah watched him work but didn't bother helping or pausing his own hands on their exploration of Asher's ass. He rubbed and rubbed until Asher was relaxing under his touch, then he pushed past the resistance with just one fingertip, no lube or any other lubricants involved. He would get there soon enough.
"But I didn't agree to this holiday at all. Perhaps this is a punishment for being insolent," he suggested with a small snort and leaned up just for that purpose to bite Asher's neck, sharp and stinging.
Between them there was now two full cocks sitting side by side on Elijah's abs. He circled one arm around Asher's hips and pulled him down while rocking up to build a bit of friction between their bodies.
It was shameless teasing was what it was, the way Eli played with his hole just enough to make Asher needy for more.
The bite on his neck got a gasp, the condom dropping from his mouth to fall on Eli's abs against their cocks, his own surging with want. He WAS insolent - a brat at best. It was a charm point, he thought.
He would have that 'love bite' visibly on his neck for a while. It would certainly sell the 'bodyguard and lover' story for Elijah.
"I-ah - did my part," Asher insisted, arms going around Elijah's shoulders, spine curving as he thrust his cock against Elijah's, against Elijah's abs. "Your turn."
"You were very good, indeed," Elijah murmured beside Asher's ear as he tore open the packet of lube and squeezed half of it directly onto Asher's crack. "I would say there's a good boy if I didn't think you were going to twist that into something awful."
But hadn't he said it anyway?
He put the lube on the bed for a moment, to wait there for when he would need it again before one of his hands returned to the mess between Asher's ass cheeks, sliding through it before he slipped one finger inside him without much of a warning. It wouldn't remain just one finger for long but soon there was two, stretching him patiently with slow plunging thrusts while Elijah reached up to cup the back of Asher's neck with his free hand and pulled him down into a breathless kiss.
Asher wasnt certain how he was supposed to stop himself at saying something terrible when Elijah just set himself up like that. The expectation was positively unfair. Asher practically glowed at the attention, rocking back against Elijah's strong fingers, opening his mouth to the kiss and coaxing Elijah's tongue against his own.
"You don't think I want to be a good boy for daddy?" Asher asked, not even trying to suppress the smilethat came with that.
Elijah rolled his eyes at the joke that he hoped dearly was a joke and not some kind of awful come-on. The mere idea of being anyone's "daddy" while fucking them was just disturbing.
"I'm definitely not your daddy," he said as he reached up with his free hand and grabbed a handful of Asher's hair in his fist, pulling his head back. "But don't think I won't spank you if you end up too insolent."
Asher briefly let out a crowing laugh - no, he wasn't particularly into 'daddy' talk in the bedroom but it was one of many kinks that he had no problems with playing out for the sake of his partner. Not that he ever thought Elijah was into it.
Though, he didn't instantly shove Asher off of him and off the bed, that was more than he really thought he'd get.
The laugh turned into a sudden moan as Elijah yanked his head back by his hair, and he bucked his hips against Elijah to rub their cocks together again as Eli held his head back. "Mmmm, promise?"
Elijah quirked his brows at the eagerness of Asher's tone of voice when he applied a bit of a rougher touch. He looked at Asher's face curiously, studying him for a moment in perfect stillness. Something settled in his eyes finally and he pulled Asher down to his chest, slowly but surely, never releasing the tension he held on his hair. He slid his arm around Asher and held him tight against his own chest as he pulled out his fingers from the man's ass.
There was no warning for the sharp slap that followed, the sound of it cracking in the quiet of the hotel room.
"You have been quite a naughty thing, haven't you?" he asked as he rubbed his hand over the red mark that was starting to form already on Asher's ass.
The sudden embrace had Asher wondering if he had maybe pushed too far - maybe Elijah was going to give him some impassioned speech about how he deserved to be treated well or something else that looked too much into liking a bit of corporal punishment now and again.
He cried out in pain and surprise at the sudden slap, and fuck everything he was fairly certain his cock was leaking at this point, hole twitching and ready to be filled by whatever Elijah wanted to put in him next.
"Y-yesss," Ash hissed, rocking back against the hand that soothed the stinging flesh. "So terribly naughty. And I'm not about to stop, either."
"Of course you're not," Elijah practically purred somewhere beside Asher's ear. Something inside him was humming at Asher's reaction to being slapped. Something that was quite satisfied that he could use force if he wanted.
"Lift your ass for me," he said steadily and loosened his grip a little on Asher's middle, waiting for him to comply before he slipped his free hand between them to retrieve the fallen condom.
He rested back against the mattress while he tore the packet open with his teeth and then reached down to roll the rubber on himself single handedly. The lube he emptied on Asher's crack and then reached down to slide his own cock right in there to spread it evenly on himself as well.
"Go on," he urged gently while he pressed his fingers to his own length, his cock neat and thick against Asher's hole. He wouldn't need to do more than rock back and Elijah would make sure that would slip right in.
Ash just watched Eli work, mouth dry, hunger evident on his face. It was so easy in this instant to forget why he was even here, that there was another life to return to. That he couldn't just vanish into the anonymous sea of humanity in another country and make riding Eli's dick in a lavish hotel room part of the daily routine.
Holding his breath, Ash kept his hips rock back again to slide down onto Eli's dick, exhaling when he managed to bottom out. The exhale turned into quite the satisfied groan, Ash's eyes sliding shut for a moment so he could just savor the sensation of being so filled, Eli's strong body under his.
Elijah watched him in return when he started taking him in, every second his gaze growing darker even if he didn't let his pleasure show otherwise. It was exquisite, wasn't it? But he still kept his expression loose and breathing even, meeting Asher's gaze for every inch that they became more intimate with each other.
When Asher's eyes fell close, Elijah found that he didn't quite like that. He could understand the urge perfectly, but it still, he didn't like it.
His hand came down to Asher's ass again, hard and cracking, this time the other side. He held Asher tight against his hips, not allowing him to lift his hips when the jolt came.
"Look at me," Elijah said softly. "I want you to look at me while we're fucking."
Eyes closed as they were, Ash quite literally didn't see the slap coming. He was too wrapped up in the sensation of Eli's dick in him to notice anything else right then.
He didn't even make a sound when the strike came down, just a sharp faint gasp, eyes going suddenly wide and tensing like a vise around Elijah's cock. All of it an utterly raw reaction, no chance or time to fake anything.
"Fuck, Eli-" he'd bitten his tongue and his words were a little slurred from it. "Warn a guy!"
If the way his erection hadn't flagged in the slightest, the complaint was entirely empty.
"Do you really want that?" Elijah asked as he rocked up to fuck that tight hole that was clenched around him in all the right ways. "Then it wouldn't be a surprise."
Asher was mouthy and he could be complaining just for the sake of complaining. But Elijah would warn him if that was something he really wanted.
Elijah pressed his palm to the reddening flesh with soothing gentleness, rubbing up both of his hands along the curve of Asher's spine until he got to his hair and fisted there, tight but not unforgiving. His breathing was a little erratic as he pulled Asher down, their foreheads touching as Elijah thrust up into Asher.
"You didn't seem to not enjoy it," he murmured before he kissed Asher.
Ash let out a shaking exhale, his mouth finding Elijah's to return the kiss. He was a little annoyed that Elijah was taking him apart so quickly, his own fault for opening himself up to the man to help ease his way into fucking other men.
Asher was still no longer certain that Elijah had as little experience as he claimed.
"I'm - I'm at a loss here then, darling," he gasped, rolling his hips. "I was kind enough to tell you what I like, so you should grant me the s-same..."
Asher had seen just how quickly Elijah would take criminals apart, just how accurately. He should have expected him to know exactly what button to push after just a few times in bed with him.
But sometimes, just sometimes, he could be honestly surprised too and Asher had just managed one of those rare moments of genuine unexpected occurrences.
Elijah blinked up at him, naked emotion on his face as he gasped at the rolling of Ash's hips. "I... I suppose you're right," he said a little brokenly, his voice cracking a bit in the middle.
Elijah sometimes would forget to open up even to people closest to him. He was so used to holding up his cool and collected face that sometimes he forgot completely that people he held close, people he took to his bed, would like to see more of him.
He held Asher close by the hold on his hair while he licked his lips, his mouth trembling a bit as he stared up into Asher's eyes, forcing himself to let the honey-heavy lust show in his gaze. Their breaths were mingling between them, hips rolling against one another.
"I like it like this," he confessed softly, voice rough and raw around the edges. "Close. Intimate. I like hearing you and seeing you." He wasn't sure if he was telling Asher what he wanted to hear. "Ask me anything. You can ask me anything you want."
Rolling his hips that way let Ash grind his cock between his abdomen and Elijah's, getting that delicious friction. His own eyes had gone dark with lust and intent, and while it was a struggle to keep them open and on Elijah he managed it. Asher's whole scalp tingled from Elijah's grip. The pleasure and pain together made Ash spasm around Elijah's cock.
"Tell me - did you ever think about fucking me before I climbed into the bath with you?" Asher asked, curious.
Elijah pushed the soles of his feet to the mattress to gain some leverage and thrust up into Asher. He didn't let Asher tuck his head low and avoid his gaze, because watching him like this, being slowly swept away with pleasure was incredible, admiring the colour that was rising to his cheeks.
"Yes, yes, I did," he said. "But in a more flashes of intent rather than anything coherent. During Christmas I wanted to take you to my bed and sleep with you. I was thinking just sleeping but I knew it would have been something else as well. There are a few things that you do that make my cock harden and it's hard not to think about it. I didn't pay much mind to it though. Because I had written it off as something never going to happen."
"What things?" Asher gasped as a particularly deep thrust had him quivering and tightening around Elijah again. He couldn't move much with the way he was held, just little bits here and there, otherwise entirely at Elijah's mercy and finding it much more of a turn on than he had anticipated.
"Because - I thought about it too, you know. Wondered how you'd fuck, if you'd be straight laced in bed or if that was just hiding how you could let go." He was very happy to find it was the second. That the boy scout leader of the unit who was too serious and married to his work fucked like a jackhammer, that he would slap Asher's ass like he'd caught him out past curfew and would pull his hair all without being asked. Asher's cock was leaking precome between them and he rolled his hips as much as he could again, grinding it down against Elijah's stomach for more friction.
"You're going to think this is awfully sentimental," Elijah said with a low laughter, his eyes now gone completely dark with lust as he stared up into Asher's. "But I know just how you cock your hip when you're being particularly arrogant. And just how you laugh when you aren't making fun of someone but actually amused by something delightful. I also find that enthusiasm you have for silly things like Christmas decoration rather irresistible."
There was more. The way Asher acted when he got a little bit of unwarranted affection, the way he acted in an unexpectedly sincere manner every now and then.
"I like your intelligence," Elijah gasped when their hips came together with a resounding slap. "But I'm surrounded by brilliant people. I like your confidence but the apartment is full of cock-sure cowboys. It's at home when you curl against my side that I find my body hot when I think of you alone in my bed and yes, yes, I have touched myself thinking about it. You can be smug about it if you want."
Elijah pushed his feet against the mattress as he released Asher's hair and flipped them over with a sure arm around Asher's waist, lifting him up and lowering him down to the bed a moment later so he could pin Asher down to it with his weight.
"And...?" he asked as he pressed one hand on the mattress beside Asher's head, the other went to his hips to keep them in place while Elijah kept driving into him, steady and deep. "Do you find it to your liking?"
Asher should be smug about it, about Elijah admitting that he got himself off thinking of Asher, especially under such circumstances. Sentimental wasn’t a good trait in either of their lines of work. Relationships were just a game where the one who got the most attached lost.
It wasn’t a thing to confess when driving into Asher’s body like that, that made Asher scramble to hold on to Elijah as their positions flipped, nails raking along Elijah’s back to leave welts behind. What could he say to the question, especially since his own answer would be so equally sentimental that he’d die before admitting it?
“Think about fucking me in the middle of the meeting room table next time,” Asher hissed out between gasps of breath, reaching between them to pump his own cock because this was not a morning meant to last long. “That’s one of my favorite thoughts.”
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"Fuck," Ash said finally, sitting up a bit so he could reach over to the bedside table. "There's gotta be... bingo!"
Returning to Elijah's side, Asher now had a single use packet of lube and a condom. Sure the hotel was classy, but Asher h AXA d needs and requests.
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Then he took a hold of Asher's thigh and pulled him on top of himself as he rolled onto his back, both of his hands were soon on Asher's ass and spreading him open while he pulled Asher firmly against himself, both of their full cocks neatly trapped in between them. The packet of lube was trapped somewhere under the elastic band of Asher's underwear.
"First you need to get all this fabric out of the way, though," Elijah said with a lazy grin.
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"I have to? You're getting a little lazy, aren't you?" Asher teased, though he slid his fingers under the waistband of Elijah's underwear. He had to ease off Elijah a bit to get his cock free, and that took far longer and with more squirming than strictly necessary.
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"Sometimes you have to put in the effort to get what you want, Ash," he said teasingly, and did absolutely nothing to help him with those endeavours.
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"I drag you halfway across the globe on a glorious illegal vacation and I'm the one who needs to put in effort? I've done nothing but work lately. I deserve to be pampered."
As haughty as that reply was, now that Elijah's underwear was down he worked on getting his own off. Frustratingly that did involve sitting up a bit more again, at least so he could get them off one leg. That was all that was really needed to get the access he wanted.
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"But I didn't agree to this holiday at all. Perhaps this is a punishment for being insolent," he suggested with a small snort and leaned up just for that purpose to bite Asher's neck, sharp and stinging.
Between them there was now two full cocks sitting side by side on Elijah's abs. He circled one arm around Asher's hips and pulled him down while rocking up to build a bit of friction between their bodies.
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The bite on his neck got a gasp, the condom dropping from his mouth to fall on Eli's abs against their cocks, his own surging with want. He WAS insolent - a brat at best. It was a charm point, he thought.
He would have that 'love bite' visibly on his neck for a while. It would certainly sell the 'bodyguard and lover' story for Elijah.
"I-ah - did my part," Asher insisted, arms going around Elijah's shoulders, spine curving as he thrust his cock against Elijah's, against Elijah's abs. "Your turn."
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But hadn't he said it anyway?
He put the lube on the bed for a moment, to wait there for when he would need it again before one of his hands returned to the mess between Asher's ass cheeks, sliding through it before he slipped one finger inside him without much of a warning. It wouldn't remain just one finger for long but soon there was two, stretching him patiently with slow plunging thrusts while Elijah reached up to cup the back of Asher's neck with his free hand and pulled him down into a breathless kiss.
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"You don't think I want to be a good boy for daddy?" Asher asked, not even trying to suppress the smilethat came with that.
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"I'm definitely not your daddy," he said as he reached up with his free hand and grabbed a handful of Asher's hair in his fist, pulling his head back. "But don't think I won't spank you if you end up too insolent."
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Though, he didn't instantly shove Asher off of him and off the bed, that was more than he really thought he'd get.
The laugh turned into a sudden moan as Elijah yanked his head back by his hair, and he bucked his hips against Elijah to rub their cocks together again as Eli held his head back. "Mmmm, promise?"
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There was no warning for the sharp slap that followed, the sound of it cracking in the quiet of the hotel room.
"You have been quite a naughty thing, haven't you?" he asked as he rubbed his hand over the red mark that was starting to form already on Asher's ass.
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He cried out in pain and surprise at the sudden slap, and fuck everything he was fairly certain his cock was leaking at this point, hole twitching and ready to be filled by whatever Elijah wanted to put in him next.
"Y-yesss," Ash hissed, rocking back against the hand that soothed the stinging flesh. "So terribly naughty. And I'm not about to stop, either."
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"Lift your ass for me," he said steadily and loosened his grip a little on Asher's middle, waiting for him to comply before he slipped his free hand between them to retrieve the fallen condom.
He rested back against the mattress while he tore the packet open with his teeth and then reached down to roll the rubber on himself single handedly. The lube he emptied on Asher's crack and then reached down to slide his own cock right in there to spread it evenly on himself as well.
"Go on," he urged gently while he pressed his fingers to his own length, his cock neat and thick against Asher's hole. He wouldn't need to do more than rock back and Elijah would make sure that would slip right in.
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Holding his breath, Ash kept his hips rock back again to slide down onto Eli's dick, exhaling when he managed to bottom out. The exhale turned into quite the satisfied groan, Ash's eyes sliding shut for a moment so he could just savor the sensation of being so filled, Eli's strong body under his.
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When Asher's eyes fell close, Elijah found that he didn't quite like that. He could understand the urge perfectly, but it still, he didn't like it.
His hand came down to Asher's ass again, hard and cracking, this time the other side. He held Asher tight against his hips, not allowing him to lift his hips when the jolt came.
"Look at me," Elijah said softly. "I want you to look at me while we're fucking."
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He didn't even make a sound when the strike came down, just a sharp faint gasp, eyes going suddenly wide and tensing like a vise around Elijah's cock. All of it an utterly raw reaction, no chance or time to fake anything.
"Fuck, Eli-" he'd bitten his tongue and his words were a little slurred from it. "Warn a guy!"
If the way his erection hadn't flagged in the slightest, the complaint was entirely empty.
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Asher was mouthy and he could be complaining just for the sake of complaining. But Elijah would warn him if that was something he really wanted.
Elijah pressed his palm to the reddening flesh with soothing gentleness, rubbing up both of his hands along the curve of Asher's spine until he got to his hair and fisted there, tight but not unforgiving. His breathing was a little erratic as he pulled Asher down, their foreheads touching as Elijah thrust up into Asher.
"You didn't seem to not enjoy it," he murmured before he kissed Asher.
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Asher was still no longer certain that Elijah had as little experience as he claimed.
"I'm - I'm at a loss here then, darling," he gasped, rolling his hips. "I was kind enough to tell you what I like, so you should grant me the s-same..."
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But sometimes, just sometimes, he could be honestly surprised too and Asher had just managed one of those rare moments of genuine unexpected occurrences.
Elijah blinked up at him, naked emotion on his face as he gasped at the rolling of Ash's hips. "I... I suppose you're right," he said a little brokenly, his voice cracking a bit in the middle.
Elijah sometimes would forget to open up even to people closest to him. He was so used to holding up his cool and collected face that sometimes he forgot completely that people he held close, people he took to his bed, would like to see more of him.
He held Asher close by the hold on his hair while he licked his lips, his mouth trembling a bit as he stared up into Asher's eyes, forcing himself to let the honey-heavy lust show in his gaze. Their breaths were mingling between them, hips rolling against one another.
"I like it like this," he confessed softly, voice rough and raw around the edges. "Close. Intimate. I like hearing you and seeing you." He wasn't sure if he was telling Asher what he wanted to hear. "Ask me anything. You can ask me anything you want."
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"Tell me - did you ever think about fucking me before I climbed into the bath with you?" Asher asked, curious.
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"Yes, yes, I did," he said. "But in a more flashes of intent rather than anything coherent. During Christmas I wanted to take you to my bed and sleep with you. I was thinking just sleeping but I knew it would have been something else as well. There are a few things that you do that make my cock harden and it's hard not to think about it. I didn't pay much mind to it though. Because I had written it off as something never going to happen."
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"Because - I thought about it too, you know. Wondered how you'd fuck, if you'd be straight laced in bed or if that was just hiding how you could let go." He was very happy to find it was the second. That the boy scout leader of the unit who was too serious and married to his work fucked like a jackhammer, that he would slap Asher's ass like he'd caught him out past curfew and would pull his hair all without being asked. Asher's cock was leaking precome between them and he rolled his hips as much as he could again, grinding it down against Elijah's stomach for more friction.
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There was more. The way Asher acted when he got a little bit of unwarranted affection, the way he acted in an unexpectedly sincere manner every now and then.
"I like your intelligence," Elijah gasped when their hips came together with a resounding slap. "But I'm surrounded by brilliant people. I like your confidence but the apartment is full of cock-sure cowboys. It's at home when you curl against my side that I find my body hot when I think of you alone in my bed and yes, yes, I have touched myself thinking about it. You can be smug about it if you want."
Elijah pushed his feet against the mattress as he released Asher's hair and flipped them over with a sure arm around Asher's waist, lifting him up and lowering him down to the bed a moment later so he could pin Asher down to it with his weight.
"And...?" he asked as he pressed one hand on the mattress beside Asher's head, the other went to his hips to keep them in place while Elijah kept driving into him, steady and deep. "Do you find it to your liking?"
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It wasn’t a thing to confess when driving into Asher’s body like that, that made Asher scramble to hold on to Elijah as their positions flipped, nails raking along Elijah’s back to leave welts behind. What could he say to the question, especially since his own answer would be so equally sentimental that he’d die before admitting it?
“Think about fucking me in the middle of the meeting room table next time,” Asher hissed out between gasps of breath, reaching between them to pump his own cock because this was not a morning meant to last long. “That’s one of my favorite thoughts.”
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