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Boy became
    Lucky’s new favorite fantasy.
    “Tell me what you want,” Bo murmured.
    “Tell me what you’re offering.” Lucky latched his mouth onto Bo’s exposed throat. Bo tilted his head back in
    encouragement, pulse throbbing against Lucky’s tongue.
    Bo’s inhibitions vanished with a moan, and he thrust up against Lucky’s hand. Their mouths met in a clash of teeth and a whirl of
    tongues. Bo stumbled and would have fallen if not for Lucky holding on tight.
    A recessed doorway offered the perfect concealment and, knowing what kind of clientele Spencer’s catered to, they probably weren’t the
    first to make use of the privacy.
    Lucky shoved Bo into the depression face first, plastering himself to a denim-covered back. “I want to be buried to the balls inside you, feel
    your heat around my dick.” Lucky pressed tighter, giving Bo a feel of hardness. “I want to hear you moan, want you to buck against me,
    to be as desperate for me as I am for you.” He rose on his toes, ramming himself more firmly against Bo’s amazing rounded ass, and
    snaked a hand around front to run up and down the solid length trapped inside skin-tight jeans. “I want to take you in my hand, stroke you, feel
    your muscles straining. I want to pound into you so hard you beg me for release. And when I’m good and damned ready, I’ll give you what
    you need.” A quick nip and sucking Bo’s earlobe into his mouth earned a whimper. Sweet. “What do you say?”
    In answer, Bo rubbed back against Lucky’s erection, teasing and then pulling away. The jeans cradled his ass perfectly, accentuating the rounded
    mounds. Oh, damn. To have him naked. Here in an alley.
    “I say, ‘that’ll cost you two hundred bucks,’” Bo’s cheeky comment earned him a swat on the
    butt.
    He glanced back over his shoulder, catching Lucky’s gaze. They both froze, the game ending and the real beginning.
    The cold no longer mattered. Lucky fumbled with the zipper on Bo’s jeans.
    Bo’s hands joined Lucky’s in sliding denim down his legs. Lucky groaned, clutching the sweet flesh of Bo’s ass in his hands.
    His heart pounded from an odd mixture of excitement and fear of discovery. He dropped to his knees on the filthy ground and pressed his tongue against
    Bo’s hole, adding a wetted finger. They both moaned when the digit breeched defenses far more easily than anticipated, gliding into an already
    stretched and lubed passage. Oh fucking hell. The little minx came ready. Lucky visualized Bo’s preparations, the dildo he kept in his
    nightstand, imagined him slicking up and thrusting the plastic phallus inside. Nope. Gotta stop thinking like that or I’ll never last.
    “Do you like it like this? Out here where anyone can find us?” Lucky asked, resting his face against the swell of Bo’s
    glutes, more to distract himself from impending climax than to role-play at this point. One touch. Just one touch from Bo’s hand and
he’d blow like a horny teen. I’m going to fuck him, right here in this alley, where anyone could step out of the bar and find us. Damn, how Lucky’s cock
    throbbed. He worked a finger in and out of Bo, thrusting in to massage his gland.
    A breathy “Yes” answered. The pounding beat from the bar nearly drowned the word.
    Lucky ran his free hand under Bo jacket to tweak a nipple. “Right now you’re exposed to me, open. I can take whatever I want. Do you
    like being totally at my mercy?” He lightly bit one of Bo’s full cheeks.
    Again a garbled “Yes” reached his ears.
    “That’s right, I’m paying, and you’re mine to do whatever the hell I wanna do.” Lucky rose and punctuated
    the words with some hip-thrust action.
    “Yesssssss.” Bo arched his back a little deeper, his ass offered up like a gift.
    “Do you know—”
    “Lucky?”
    “Yes?”
    “Shut up and fuck me.”
    One finger became two. “Only if I want to. Remember, the customer’s gotta call the shots.” Damn but this role-playing