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warm body of the man who was beside him tucked to his side.
    He wasn’t in any hurry to get out of bed. Riece had spent a few hours last night experimenting with his camera and getting shots of the night sky. He’d shown Mason different filters and how they worked with night photography.
    Although he’d left Riece in his own room, it wasn’t long before he was at Mason’s door. Mason had finished the kiss he’d begun after dinner, and they’d used another of the couples’ kits, taking their time rediscovering each other’s bodies. He closed his eyes, shifted to the side, and ran his hand lightly over Riece’s chest and belly to feel his body roll and stretch beneath Mason’s touch.
    Riece sighed, and Mason felt how his chest expanded beneath his hand. When he opened his eyes, Riece smiled at him. “I’m glad we stopped here instead of driving straight through to South Dakota.”
    Mason moved so he could speak near Riece’s ear. “Me too, and that you’re enjoying yourself.”
    “I’m enjoying you too,” Riece said and blushed.
    Brushing the backs of his fingers over Riece’s beard, Mason said, “That little bit of flush looks good on you.”
    “You’re so proud you can make me blush, aren’t you?”
    Mason moved his hand lower on Riece’s body until his fingertips brushed over the soft curls between Riece’s legs, making him shiver and suck in a deep breath. As he leaned over Riece and kissed his cheek, Mason spread his fingers out and slipped his hand over Riece’s hip. He moved his thumb in a steady motion, skimming the soft skin of Riece’s inner thigh.
    Riece hooked one arm around Mason’s neck and nuzzled his cheek with a deep sigh. Running his tongue along Riece’s neck, Mason nudged his head back and sucked at his jawline.
    “I’ve missed you,” Riece whispered and curved one leg around Mason’s.
    Mason knew Riece was fishing for him to profess his feelings, but Mason couldn’t offer those sentiments right now. He hoped he could soon, but now wasn’t right for him, despite how he felt. He waited for Riece to get angry, pull away, and leave the room. Instead Riece exposed his neck, tucked more tightly against Mason, and used his leg to coax Mason to slide farther on top of him.
    Pushing back onto his knees, Mason flipped Riece over and grabbed one of the little bottles of lube from the floor next to the bed. He nipped, kissed, and sucked along the back of Riece’s neck and down his spine to his shoulder blades. He flicked off the bottle’s cap, squeezed a generous amount of lube onto one hand, and used his other arm around Riece’s pelvis to lift his hips.
    Riece was forced to lean on his arms. Mason pushed his hand, slick with warm and silky oil, between Riece’s asscheeks. Riece moaned and spread his thighs wider, leaning back against Mason’s hand. Riece had always liked sex a bit on the rougher side, and that seemed to have increased. He yelped out an “Oh, fuck yeah” when Mason shoved his thumb into Riece, bent it, and pressed against Riece’s sweet spot with no finesse or gentleness. He twisted his thumb until Riece was squirming, panting, and begging for more.
    He sat back on his knees, dragging Riece with him. Without much preamble, he replaced his thumb with his cock. Mason adjusted his arms so he had a firm grasp on Riece’s waist and yanked them as close together as he could. Hips jerking frantically, Mason pumped into Riece. Freeing one hand, he reached around and pressed two fingers to Riece’s taint hard .
    That earned him another ecstatic yelp, and Riece’s head dropped back onto Mason’s shoulder. He reached behind Mason and dug his fingers into the backs of Mason’s thighs. It had always been something unspoken between them that Riece never touched himself until Mason wanted him to. Mason could manhandle Riece however he liked, take him in whatever position or place he desired. The harder Mason pushed, the rougher he was, the more Riece’s breath came in