Megan Slayer Everything He Wants

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underside of his hard dick.
Shit. Jeremy wobbled on his feet. Do that again.
I plan to. With one hand at the base of his cock, Trace opened his mouth
wide and sucked on the blunt head. Salty precum filled his mouth and he
hummed.
Jesus. Jeremy lurched forward and braced his feet. More.
Like he could tell the man no. Trace continued to lick and suck on his erection,
tasting every inch. He nibbled on the soft skin of Jeremy s balls and speared one
finger between his ass cheeks to toy with his asshole. Jeremy clamped down on
him, drawing him in.
Greedy. Trace licked and pumped his mouth around his cock. Let go for
me. He glanced up between licks. Come apart.
Yeah. The artist s brow crinkled and his eyes closed. A trickle of perspiration
slid down his temple and he pistoned his hips, burying his cock in Trace s mouth.
Within seconds, a thick stream of cum slid down Trace s throat.
This time, Jeremy wobbled too far and leaned on Trace. Fuck.
I ve got you. Trace kept him upright. Paint smeared on his nose and cheeks,
but he didn t care. He wiped the sticky cream from his mouth and stood and
gazed up at his lover. Tastes good.
Jeremy grinned. I like being your canvas.
An idea popped into Trace s mind& a delicious idea. Do you have big paper?
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His lover nodded across the room. In the flat file.
Trace helped him onto the nearby stool. Strolling to the set of oak drawers, he
opened the top two. Crisp white paper filled the second one. He withdrew a sheet
and placed it on the floor next to the stool.
Without saying a word, Jeremy met his gaze. Trace smoothed the paper and
picked up his overnight bag. The bottle of lube and one of the condom boxes
landed on the floor.
Making a collage out of sex items? Jeremy asked.
Nope. Trace shucked his pants and underwear then yanked his shirt up over
his head, tossing it onto the bag.
Jeremy dropped to his knees and crawled to where Trace stood. He opened his
mouth and flicked his tongue. Let me take care of you.
Not yet. Trace stoked his own cock, loving the feel of his hand on his body
and the look of need on Jeremy s face as he watched. He held a condom out.
Open.
He did as told, then sat back on his heels.
Lay down on the paper. Trace positioned his lover with his ass toward the
ceiling. His splayed hands, knees and the tops of his feet left colorful marks on
the pristine paper. We re making our own art.
I love you, Jeremy said.
Trace slid the rubber over his dick then squirted a generous amount of lube in
his palm. Jesus. From head to toe, he trembled. He stroked himself while
kneeling behind Jeremy.
He spread his ass cheeks. The pink skin puckered and he swiped his tongue
over it before sliding a slick finger in. Jeremy groaned and spread his legs farther
apart.
Yeah. His fists balled and released. More.
Absolutely. Trace pumped his finger in and out then added a second digit. I
have to make you ready for me.
Jeremy pushed backward and met him thrust for thrust.
Blood pumped through Trace and he panted. He withdrew and lined his cock
up with Jeremy s ass. Little by little, he breached the tight muscle and slid into
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the warmth. He groaned gripped his Jeremy s hips. Mine. Rocking back and
forth, he increased his pace with every plunge. In, out, skin slapping skin. The
smacks echoed in the large room. He brought his hand down on Jeremy s butt in
time with his movements, his balls tapping the artist s sac, sending a fresh rush of
desire through his body. He groaned again and his limbs sizzled.
Damn. His belly fluttered. Can t hold it in. His brain fuzzed and his vision
blurred. Jer! He emptied and swayed on his feet, letting the orgasm play out.
Unsure how long he stayed that way, he finally straightened. Holy shit, that was
intense. He sprawled across Jeremy s back and kissed the back of his neck.
Staring at their handiwork, he asked, Think we should frame our art?
Jeremy chuckled. Maybe after we get off of it.
Trace nodded and rolled onto his side, giving Jeremy room to move. He d
never expected his life to change in a matter of hours, yet it had.
I meant what I said. I love you, Trace. Jeremy smiled.
I love you, too. Trace touched his cheek. You re everything I want.
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~ABOUT THE AUTHOR~
When she's not writing the stories in her head, Megan Slayer can be found luxuriating in
her hot tub with her two vampire Cabana boys, Luke and Jeremy. She has the tendency to
run a tad too far with her muse, so she has to hide in the head of her alter ego, but the
boys don't seem to mind.
When she s not obsessing over her whip collection, she can be found picking up her kidlet
from school. She enjoys writing in all genres, but writing about men in love suits her
fancy best. The cabana boys are willing to serve, unless she needs them. She always needs
them. So be nice to Javier or he will bite - on command.
She also masquerades under the name Wendi Zwaduk.
You can visit with Megan at:
www.wendizwaduk.com
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