shudder ran through Valâs lean frame. âThen make me beg. Sara will like that even more.â Reaching forward, he undid the pin of Peterâs cravat. âHow do you want me? Naked while you are fully clothed, or shall I undress you, too?â
âNaked.â
Val took a step back and started undressing, his gaze fixed on Peter, his hands busy ripping off his clothes and throwing them to the floor. It was no hardship for Peter to stand and watch the lithe, muscled body of his first lover emerge from the restrictive fashions of the ton . Val was beautiful. His hair was longer than considered fashionable and gathered at the back of his neck with a black ribbon.
Reaching forward, Peter released the ribbon, allowing Valâs dark locks to swing around his shoulders.
âDo you enjoy seeing me like this?â Val asked.
Peter nodded, his gaze taking in the half-coin medallion around Valâs neck, which matched the one he wore.
âYour cock is already hard and wet, Val.â
âIt has been since you arrived.â
Peter smiled. âYou missed me?â
âDonât sound so surprised. Iâve learned to admit to my weaknesses. One of which is most definitely you.â
âIâm a weakness?â
âNot like that.â Val scowled. âBecause I love you and I hate loving anything or anyone. You know that.â
âI do.â Peter held out his hand. âThen take me to your bed. I am yours.â
Chapter 2
Peter walked through into Valâs luxurious bedchamber and closed the door behind him.
âKneel on the bed, Val.â
He waited until Val gracefully did as he asked and then strolled over to him. It was unusual for Val to offer him such control at this early point in their coupling. Peter usually had to wait until his more dominant lover had had his fill of him before he was allowed to reciprocate. Either Val was feeling very sorry for him indeed or his friend had finally learned to ask for what he wanted.
At this point, Peter didnât care which it was; Val was naked, erect and willing to be fucked and that was enough.
âSuck my cock, Val.â
Val shifted closer to the edge of the bed and competently unbuttoned Peterâs trousers to reveal his cock. He sighed as he licked at the gathering pre-cum and then took Peter deep in one easy swallow.
Peter shoved one hand in Valâs long hair to keep him exactly where he wanted him and simply enjoyed the experience of being sucked off by an expert. He knew that if he chose to, Val could keep him on the edge of climaxing for hours. But tonight he wanted more immediate results and eventually tugged on Valâs hair.
âStop.â Val eased off him, his chest heaving and his mouth wet from Peterâs pre-cum. âOn your hands and knees.â
Val obeyed him, and Peter found the oil kept in the bedside table and slicked it over his throbbing cock as he fingered Valâs arse, making him ready to receive the thickness of his shaft. He paused to admire the arch of Valâs back and reached around to touch his loverâs stiff cock.
âI thought you wanted to fuck me hard and fast,â Val breathed.
âOh, I do.â Peter climbed onto the bed, gripped his cock at the base and pressed the well-lubricated head to Valâs hole, pushing deep. âGod, I do. Is that hard enough for you? Is the great Valentin Sokorvsky in the mood to beg?â
He started to thrust long, slow strokes that had Val swearing as he struggled to accept Peterâs thick length. Reaching around Valâs torso, Peter wrapped a hand around his loverâs cock and gently played with him, his soft touches at odds with the hammering of his hips, giving Val no choice but to take what he was being subjected to and endure.
âGod . . .â Val muttered, his hands fisting on the bedclothes as Peter bit down on the back of his neck. âThatâsââ
Peter held still, his
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