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“More than this is possible, though? I’m not asking now, I’m asking for later?”
    “Maybe’s all I got, baby.” Neo couldn’t commit. Hell, he still half expected Phil to run. “You’re going to have to work to get whatever more you want. Fucking’s all I can offer you right now. Which I’ve already said. So make your decision.”
    Phil nodded. “Okay.”
    Neo arched a brow. He wasn’t getting any younger. “‘Okay’? That mean you want to—”
    “Fuck now. More later.” Phil’s mouth sounded as though it was full of marbles, so deep and guttural was his voice. “I cede.”
    He hadn’t yet. But he would. Neo leaned down to kiss the slightly shorter man in a flurry of lips that heated Neo’s blood. It drove that warmth down into his cock to make him burn all over. He grasped Phil instinctively for support. He needed something to anchor him so he wouldn’t lose himself in the stratosphere, which was where he felt like he was traveling. “This may be it. There may be no later.”
    Kiss upon kiss around the words.
    “I know.”
    There was nothing gentle or easy about these embraces. They were hard. Phil nipped at his lips, making Neo shudder.
    Neo pulled back yet again. “Here.” Now that they’d sorted some things out, he didn’t intend to wait any longer than he had to.
    “Here?”
    He’d known of several people who had quickies in the dressing room. It was about to be his turn. “Here.” He reached in his bag and pulled out a couple of condoms. He’d had them there for emergency use. This was desperate use and well played.
    Phil chuckled. “We going to need that many?”
    “You never know.” He might keep Phil in here as his slave forever and a day. Rose would see they’d made up then.
    He snaked his hand behind Phil’s head to tangle in his hair and bent down for another series of kisses.
    The man tasted of mint. Wholesome and squeaky clean.
    Not for long.
    Neo would see to that.
    Keeping his mouth on Phil’s, he moved a little and undid the clasp to his jeans. Slipped down the zipper.
    Phil almost broke away from the kiss when Neo seized his hand and put it through the opening in Neo’s pants, but he didn’t have enough leverage.
    Neo bucked against Phil’s meaty paws. Time to put those fat fingers to good use. He encouraged what he wanted from the big man.
    Phil didn’t hesitate but clasped his digits around Neo’s cock, touching and clutching him.
    Neo felt him reach around with his other arm, but wasn’t sure why until he felt a tug on his pants. Phil was trying to get them down a little more. About damn time. He let go of Phil’s head and assisted him in getting himself free.
    Nothing like hand on cock. Especially when the hand wasn’t your own.
    Neo’s pants went down around his knees and stopped. It was enough. Phil’s grip now cupped all of him. He rubbed with one palm and touched with the other.
    Neo’s head rolled back. It had been too damn long. A full two months of no cock. He’d have to make up for lost time.
    Phil succeeded in pulling his mouth away from Neo because Neo was no longer holding him place. He panted, trying to catch his breath. And slipped away but kept his touch on Neo’s cock.
    Neo growled, wanting that fabulous body back against him.
    Phil bent to one knee and then put down the other one.
    So that was what he was about. Neo’s breath caught in his throat. Nothing was better than hand on cock, except for mouth on cock and cock in ass. And it looked like Neo was about to get the former.
    Phil gently ran his tongue around the tip of Neo’s cock. He groaned. “You’re dripping.”
    “Shit, yeah—oh.”
    Phil’s mouth enclosed the tip of Neo’s cock. He swirled his tongue around the tip, prying into the little opening.
    Neo gripped the top of Phil’s head, trying to stay afloat. He didn’t want to end up a puddled mess on the floor.
    Phil slowly slid Neo’s cock in and out of his mouth, taking him in deeper each time. He did something