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here?”
“Yeah, but it’s in my room.”
“Well, there’s nothing in my pockets either.” Chauncey paused. “Really?”
    Miffed, Brody tried to stand up, only to have Chauncey push him into place again. “I didn’t expect to hook up with anybody tonight. It’s been a really long dry spell for me.”
    God, while Chauncey could be hot as hell, sometimes he could be really aggravating. Then again, why should that ever change?
    That still didn’t mean they were anywhere in the same league though. While Chauncey was grade A material, Brody was C+ at best. Brody should just get up and walk away before his heart became any further involved. Unfortunately—or was it fortunately—Chauncey began to rain soft kisses down Brody’s neck and Brody forgot all about being angry. He even tilted his head to the side to give Chauncey better access.
“Your bedroom,” Brody said, his body humming with desire.
     
“Hmmm…” Chauncey moaned.
    Sweet mother, Chauncey’s lips had to have been a special gift from the gods. They managed to be hard and soft at the same time as they ghosted a hot path down Brody’s flesh.
“Where is your damn bedroom?” Brody all but growled.
    Instead of directly answering him, Chauncey spun Brody around again. Brody was seriously beginning to feel like a toy top or a ballerina. He started to bitch, but yelped instead when Chauncey picked him up into a fireman’s carry.
    Brody’s head spun again, only this time it was from being upside down. He pushed himself up as best he could as Chauncey raced down the hall.
“I can walk on my own,” Brody protested.
    “Not really. I’ve noticed how easily you get distracted. I wouldn’t want you to get lost on your way.”
    Brody laughed. “I think even I could manage to find my way in a house this size.”
“I’m not taking any chances.”
Once they reached the master bedroom, Chauncey finally set Brody down.
    It took Brody a few seconds to regain his balance. In that small amount of time, Chauncey grabbed the lube and condoms. Brody cocked a brow as Chauncey tossed them on the bed. “Wow, I think that’s a speed record.”
    Chauncey pulled off his shirt, revealing a body so perfect it looked as if it came from the pages of a fashion magazine. Brody licked his lips as he thought about all the things he wanted to do to that fine physique—biting and licking being the two items at the top of the list.
    As Chauncey reached down to undo his pants, he gave Brody a pointed look. “This is where you get naked, too.”
    Brody reached for the hem of his shirt, but then hesitated. “Are you sure you don’t want to turn the lights off or something?”
“Since when have you been shy?”
    A heat came over Brody’s face. Usually, he was the last one to play timid. Hell, if the situation had been any different, he would strut around and show off some of his best stripper moves. However, thiswas different because it was Chauncey. The man who Brody wanted so badly that he’d sworn off all others. If Chauncey found him lacking, Brody didn’t know if he could ever recover.
“I just know the type of guys you normally sleep with.”
     
Chauncey rolled his eyes. “You’re not going to go on about how I only like rich men, are you?” “No, but I’ve seen who you usually go for and it’s not skinny shrimps like me.”
    “What makes you think that I don’t find you attractive? Haven’t I spent the last hour basically mauling you?”
“Yeah, but I wasn’t naked then.”
    Chauncey’s face softened with understanding as he slowly walked forward. Brushing Brody’s fingers away, Chauncey took Brody’s shirt off and tossed it to the side.
    As the cool air brushed against his exposed flesh, Brody had to resist the urge to cover himself up.
“You’re so beautiful,” Chauncey declared as he ran fingers down Brody’s sternum.
    Brody shivered at the contact, his cock growing hard, despite his stress. “You’re just saying that because you want to get into