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move over it. The touch was light, gentle, almost unbearably so, and he caught himself trying to move into it.
    “Do you want more, Adam?”
    The simple question was maddening. Should he ask for more? Should he not? So complicated. So much, and he needed.
    Matt growled and nipped at his neck. “I want your reactions, Adam, your need. I want you .”
    “I’m sorry. This is out of my realm of experience.” Oliver had never sent him to someone who made him feel this confused. Nor had any of his outside clients.
    “Have you never made love before?”
    “Of course. Of course I have. I’m not a virgin.”
    “Then I don’t understand how what I’m asking for is out of your realm of experience.”
    “I’m sorry, Sir.” He chuckled to hide his embarrassment. “Can I undress you, please?”
    “Yes, you may.”
    “Thank you.” He went to his knees and focused on giving Matt pleasure, on using his hands to smooth the clothing away, his mouth to worship the skin he exposed. By the time he had Matt bare, Adam had his control firmly in hand. “You are lovely, Sir.”
    “Mmm. I’m glad you think so.” Matt sounded more than a little breathless.
    “May I touch you, Sir?” He leaned into Matt, fingers moving to arouse, excite.
    “Yes. Don’t think I’ve forgotten about you, though. Let’s lie down. We can do each other.”
    “Yes, Sir.” He moved to the bed, carefully pulled the covers back.
    “What will it take to make you lose control, hmm? To make you eager and desperate?”
    He didn’t know how to respond to that. What to say. So he held out his hand to help Matt in. Matt climbed into bed with him and took control, pushing him into his back and taking his mouth. He groaned. How could Matt do that so quickly?
    The man’s tongue filled his mouth, explored him thoroughly, and stole his breath. He found himself clinging to Matt’s shoulders, holding on. Humming into his mouth, Matt, slid a hand down his side, curled it around his hip. The kiss didn’t end, either. Each time he caught his breath, Matt stole it again.
    Their hips rocked together, Matt controlling the movements, but it was almost secondary to the kiss. This wasn’t a scene, wasn’t a job. This was overwhelming and fierce and wild.
    They rolled slightly, Matt pushing him into the mattress, humping against him. Through it all, the kisses continued to overwhelm him. He gasped, trying to relax, to center, but... he couldn’t. Matt’s hips drove the pace, kept their cocks moving together, bumping and sliding and feeling so good. All he could do was shift and move into Matt, move into that heat and strength.
    Matt’s fingers tangled in his hair, the hot tongue playing with his. A moan pushed into Matt’s lips. His moan. A groan was returned to him, Matt’s hips snapping against his.
    Please. He didn’t say it, but he meant it, thought it. Please.
    One hand pushed between them, and the big hand wrapped around both their cocks. He looked into Matt’s eyes, unsure of what Matt wanted him to do. He saw arousal there, desire. For him. Adam moaned and arched, drove his cock through Matt’s fingers. Humming, Matt’s hand tightened on him, began to move.
    Yes. Fuck, yes. He rode the touch, grunting and moaning into the man’s mouth. Tight, fast, Matt worked him, urged him toward getting off. His heels dug into the mattress, adding his strength to the touches.
    Matt nibbled a path to his ear and bit down on his lobe. “Come for me, Adam. I want to smell you. Taste you.”
    “Oh!” Seed pulsed from him, the bite stinging, surprising him.
    “Yes.” Matt slid along for several moments, their heat mingling together on his belly.
    He moaned, shivering, a bit undone. Matt let him take the man’s weight, solid and heavy, a soft kiss landing on his neck. He hummed, relaxed, moaned.
    “So good, Adam. I knew you’d feel so good against me like this.”
    “Thank you, Sir.” His voice was shaky.
    Matt shifted off of him, brought their mouths together,