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He’d thought again he was needed. He wasn’t—his steady pay check was. Gina had moved away after five years with his daughter, and all of Joe’s money.
“I don’t know,” Joe finally responded. If Adam was disappointed with his answer, he didn’t show it. He just nodded quietly.
Joe looked at Adam, watching him through his half-lidded eyes. “You need some sleep,” he said, brushing the purple streak away from Adam’s eyes.
Adam hesitated. He glanced shyly at Joe. “Sir, you haven’t...”
Joe grinned and pulled Adam into his arms as he lay down. He placed a kiss right on the purple streak. “Go to sleep.”
****
Joe seemed to be having some sort of out of body experience. Either that or aliens had landed and decided the best way of extracting information was by sucking people’s brains out through their dicks. Fuck, whatever. Heat washed over him, and he seemed to sink a foot lower into the bed. Adam had clearly woken up before him. In fact, he’d dimly heard the bathroom being used a while ago, but the sound hadn’t sufficiently interested him enough to stir. Adam, however, had every nerve ending Joe possessed standing to attention.
“Mmm.” A slurp was accompanied by a pop.
Joe cranked his eyes open. The comforter had been thrown aside. Green eyes twinkled back for a second until Adam bent his head and nuzzled in Joe’s groin. Joe rested his head back, pushed every no thought out of his head. His second ex-wife had screamed at him constantly for thinking with his dick. Suddenly, the words didn’t seem like the insult they were intended to be.
Oh shit. Adam had just fastened his lips around him again, and Joe clamped his own tightly shut. Joe had nearly said something out loud, something like a noise, a moan. Something very subby and not at all Dom—“Aghh.” Fuck. Too late now.
“Mmm.” Adam hummed in approval, and his goddamn perfect tongue licked the full length of Joe’s cock. God, he suddenly didn’t care. If Adam was going to do—
Joe fisted his hands in the sheet, trying to keep from thrusting his hips towards that sinful throat. Adam must have known. Maybe he was telepathic or something, because the second Joe completely lost control, Adam gripped the base with his hand to stop Joe pushing too far. Adam squeezed, and more heat shot into Joe’s length. Flames lapped at Joe’s groin. Pressure coiled and tightened in his balls. Joe was thundering towards an orgasm he was quite sure would be the best of his fucking life. Another hand stroked, pulled, headed south to where no one except a doctor and a glove had been near him for nearly all of his thirty years. He stiffened even more, if that was at all possible, and then that small fingertip brushed his hole.
Joe exploded.
He shot so hard and so fast he didn’t know how Adam was managing to swallow quickly enough. Just as Joe lay there panting, trying hard to say something cool, unaffected— Dom-like —his cell phone rang.
He reached over to grab it from the side table and very firmly pulled Adam in and tucked him in to his side. He was grateful the ringing phone had got him out of saying something, but he wasn’t such a complete bastard that he couldn’t show how he felt.
“Yeah?” He managed to croak an intelligible word out. A huge wave of satisfaction rolled over him as Adam’s small body relaxed into Joe’s side.
“Joe?” It was Callum. Yeah, Joe hadn’t recognized his own voice either.
“Yeah Callum, what’s up?” Now that was almost a sentence.
Callum sighed and a prickle of unease ran down Joe. He shot an apologetic look at Adam and sat up. He shook his head as Adam gestured to the door, asking if he wanted privacy for the call. “Joe, can you come into the club early? Sorry, I know you’re off today.”
“Sure. Problem?” Callum didn’t need to know Joe would be at the club all weekend now. He was going to be there for every second of Adam’s time with Craig.
Callum ignored the
“I don’t know,” Joe finally responded. If Adam was disappointed with his answer, he didn’t show it. He just nodded quietly.
Joe looked at Adam, watching him through his half-lidded eyes. “You need some sleep,” he said, brushing the purple streak away from Adam’s eyes.
Adam hesitated. He glanced shyly at Joe. “Sir, you haven’t...”
Joe grinned and pulled Adam into his arms as he lay down. He placed a kiss right on the purple streak. “Go to sleep.”
****
Joe seemed to be having some sort of out of body experience. Either that or aliens had landed and decided the best way of extracting information was by sucking people’s brains out through their dicks. Fuck, whatever. Heat washed over him, and he seemed to sink a foot lower into the bed. Adam had clearly woken up before him. In fact, he’d dimly heard the bathroom being used a while ago, but the sound hadn’t sufficiently interested him enough to stir. Adam, however, had every nerve ending Joe possessed standing to attention.
“Mmm.” A slurp was accompanied by a pop.
Joe cranked his eyes open. The comforter had been thrown aside. Green eyes twinkled back for a second until Adam bent his head and nuzzled in Joe’s groin. Joe rested his head back, pushed every no thought out of his head. His second ex-wife had screamed at him constantly for thinking with his dick. Suddenly, the words didn’t seem like the insult they were intended to be.
Oh shit. Adam had just fastened his lips around him again, and Joe clamped his own tightly shut. Joe had nearly said something out loud, something like a noise, a moan. Something very subby and not at all Dom—“Aghh.” Fuck. Too late now.
“Mmm.” Adam hummed in approval, and his goddamn perfect tongue licked the full length of Joe’s cock. God, he suddenly didn’t care. If Adam was going to do—
Joe fisted his hands in the sheet, trying to keep from thrusting his hips towards that sinful throat. Adam must have known. Maybe he was telepathic or something, because the second Joe completely lost control, Adam gripped the base with his hand to stop Joe pushing too far. Adam squeezed, and more heat shot into Joe’s length. Flames lapped at Joe’s groin. Pressure coiled and tightened in his balls. Joe was thundering towards an orgasm he was quite sure would be the best of his fucking life. Another hand stroked, pulled, headed south to where no one except a doctor and a glove had been near him for nearly all of his thirty years. He stiffened even more, if that was at all possible, and then that small fingertip brushed his hole.
Joe exploded.
He shot so hard and so fast he didn’t know how Adam was managing to swallow quickly enough. Just as Joe lay there panting, trying hard to say something cool, unaffected— Dom-like —his cell phone rang.
He reached over to grab it from the side table and very firmly pulled Adam in and tucked him in to his side. He was grateful the ringing phone had got him out of saying something, but he wasn’t such a complete bastard that he couldn’t show how he felt.
“Yeah?” He managed to croak an intelligible word out. A huge wave of satisfaction rolled over him as Adam’s small body relaxed into Joe’s side.
“Joe?” It was Callum. Yeah, Joe hadn’t recognized his own voice either.
“Yeah Callum, what’s up?” Now that was almost a sentence.
Callum sighed and a prickle of unease ran down Joe. He shot an apologetic look at Adam and sat up. He shook his head as Adam gestured to the door, asking if he wanted privacy for the call. “Joe, can you come into the club early? Sorry, I know you’re off today.”
“Sure. Problem?” Callum didn’t need to know Joe would be at the club all weekend now. He was going to be there for every second of Adam’s time with Craig.
Callum ignored the
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