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learned long ago he often needed to take charge of a situation with Riece. “Stop talking.”
    Riece looked up at him, eyes getting wider. He sucked in a breath, and Mason took the opportunity to press his mouth to Riece’s in a soft kiss. In the next second, he let his hunger out and deepened their kiss, slipping his tongue between Riece’s lips. Mason shoved the bottle of lube into his pocket and moved his hand to Riece’s head, gripping his hair.
    Almost at once Riece melted against him. Using both hands he started at Mason’s shoulders and ran his hands along Mason’s arms, clutching and squeezing Mason’s thick biceps. Riece often told Mason how much he admired Mason’s muscular arms and was a self-proclaimed shoulder and arm man. He squirmed in Mason’s embrace, pulling one leg up, then the other, to yank off his shoes before shimmying closer again.
    Mason broke their kiss and walked them backward toward the dresser. He used his arm in one sweeping motion and cleared the top. The sound of his suitcase thunking to the floor barely registered, and the thought that everything inside the suitcase was now strewn across the room was fleeting. Riece leaned back and gripped the dresser’s edge with both hands while Mason blazed a trail with his tongue down the length of Riece’s torso. He sucked on each of Riece’s nipples until Riece’s breathing was reduced to a string of needy, breathy noises. Then he continued his downward motion, lightly licking the grooves between Riece’s abdominal muscles, swirling around Riece’s navel.
    Dropping to his knees, Mason undid Riece’s belt, curled the fingers of both hands around his waistband, and yanked his pants down. Riece immediately stepped out of them and kicked them away. Mason ran his hands up and down Riece’s sides, reveling in the feeling of firm flesh and smooth skin beneath his palms.
    He let his hands rest against Riece’s waist while he ran his tongue through the light-colored hair between his legs, then over his cock. Mason stopped long enough to retrieve the small bottle from his pocket, flip it open, and spread some lube on the fingers of one hand. He wrapped his other arm around Riece’s hips. The way he could encircle Riece with one arm turned Mason on all that much more. He used his other hand to work the oil around and into Riece’s entrance while he took Riece’s cock in his mouth.
    Riece bucked forward and in the next instant pushed back against Mason’s fingers. His entire body shook, and he garbled out the words “I’m…. Don’t want….”
    Mason stood up and nearly tore his belt off in his haste to get his zipper down and shove his jeans off. “I gotcha.” He hoisted Riece onto the dresser and pushed gently against Riece’s shoulder until he leaned back, then slid his hands under Riece’s ass and lifted him slightly.
    Pressing in slowly, Mason tried to take his time slipping into Riece, but the heat was intoxicating, and he needed all of it right the fuck now . It had been a while for both of them, and he knew he wasn’t going to last long. Judging by Riece’s moans and the way his abs quivered, he was almost there as well. Riece pulled his knees up and dug his heels into the backs of Mason’s thighs, urging Mason to a faster pace.
    Gripping Riece hard, Mason bent down and plunged his tongue into Riece’s mouth in time with the motion of his hips. He licked along Riece’s jaw and sucked on the tender skin of his neck. Mason’s rhythm faltered, and the heat in his balls radiated out to ignite a tingling at the base of his spine. He captured Riece in a brutal, desperate kiss, shoved himself as close as possible, and shuddered repeatedly as his cock throbbed inside Riece. Mason held his breath for a few beats, then gulped in one huge breath. With a loud, long moan, Mason clamped the fingers of one hand in Riece’s hair while with his other arm, he held Riece so tightly at his waist Mason’s fingers would probably leave