Chapter 17

Grey did not hesitate. As he bent forward, he spread his lips to encompass first the head, then to slide down over half the length of Dylan’s dick. He did things with his tongue that had Dylan clawing at the blankets and choking back moans of ecstasy. The darting, tickling licks drove him insane. Then the slow suction, slide down and pull back, lips tight over the steel-hard shaft, in and out, lick and hold…

Then Grey cupped Dylan’s balls in one hand, rolling the loose, pebbled skin over the roundness of his nuts, very gentle and yet with just enough pressure to add another incredible sensation to the rest. His nerves throbbed and twitched as the pressure built until he didn’t think he could hold out another second. He came in an explosive eruption, shooting into Grey’s mouth with a force he thought would choke the other man. But Grey held on, continuing to suck in a firm, steady draw until the spasms subsided.