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Sleep well.”
    “You too, Paul.”
    He shifted, found a spot that was warm and close and him-shaped. He’d come more in the last few hours than he had in at least a week -- he was going to sleep like a baby.
    Chapter Three
    Paul had a moment of disorientation when he woke up, the sensation of sharing a bed, having something snuggled up to him, completely foreign. It had only taken a heartbeat to remember, to relax, to let his fingers trail over the tiny curls covering the head resting on his shoulder.
    Thor.
    He grinned, fingers exploring slowly. Thor’s skin was smooth, warm, almost silky under his fingers. It felt good to touch someone, to hold them.
    To wake up and not be alone.
    Thor shifted, muttering in his sleep. Something hot and hard and silky slid against Paul’s thigh.
    “Mm...” He purred, reaching down to stroke the throbbing veins, the flared tip.
    Thor’s hips moved, sliding the hard cock along his thigh, into his hand. Another half shift and he could feel long lashes flutter against his skin. “Mmm.”
    Paul searched the so-smooth skin above Thor’s cock, then down to weigh the heavy balls, rolling them gently. Oh, he was horny, hard and full and hot, but unwilling to give up the searching to focus on waking Thor up and getting them both off.
    “Paul...” Half whimpered, his name slid through the silence, the glide of Thor’s cock along his thigh beginning to leave a trail.
    “Good morning.” He leaned his head down, lips trailing over warm skin, searching for Thor’s mouth. Thor’s head tilted and their lips closed together, Thor’s tongue lapping at his mouth. He shifted, turning until their bodies were together, rubbing slow and steady, in time with their kiss. Thor’s ass felt good in his hands, warm and firm. Sexy.
    Thor murmured into his mouth, hands sliding up his sides and curling around his shoulders. Paul pulled until their cocks slid together, moaning into Thor’s lips, body jerking. So hot! So sweet. Thor rubbed against him, body eager.
    Paul groaned, the sound loud and low, harsh and desperate to his own ears. His fingers found their cocks, wrapping around them both and beginning to pump. By God, if this was his only one-night stand for ten more years, he wanted to remember it.
    “Oh, fuck, Paul... Yeah, just like that.”
    “Your cock feels so hot to my hand, hard and silky. Touching you makes my balls ache.” He was rumbling, hoarse with need, but it felt so good, so right.
    “Oh, God!” Thor’s hands tightened on his shoulders, hips driving harder against him. “Your voice... Paul. So fucking hot.”
    “You make me hot, make me want to whisper dirty little wishes all over you.” His thumb slid over the slit in Thor’s cock. Fuck, he was close. “Make me want to smell your spunk again. Know it.”
    “Oh, Fuck!” Thor jerked hard against him, heat spreading over his hand, along his belly and the smell of come filled the air. The heat and smell was just what Paul needed to send him over and he came with a low cry, face buried in Thor’s shoulder. Thor held him close, hands sliding over his back now, fingertips exploring. “Mm... I like how you say good morning, Paul.”
    He chuckled, brushing a soft kiss against Thor’s throat. “It seemed the appropriate thing to do. Morning, Thor.”
    “Man, I love your voice. It’s so sexy.”
    Paul purred, hands rubbing hot come over Thor’s smooth skin. “You’ve got amazing skin and you smell good, rich. I could get used to that scent.”
    “Yeah? Well I could get used to having that voice all to myself...”
    He chuckled low, nuzzling and licking Thor’s neck. “Given that my career is this voice, you might change your mind. After all, hearing ‘This is Paul Michael Stearn with KBOW’ a thousand times a day would get really old.”
    He firmly pushed down the little flare of curious, almost hopeful fear that blazed in his belly. There was no way he was going to get too involved here. The man didn’t even know