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Chapter 40

Rylan spent the rest of the drive moving his fingertips over Brett’s cock, still encased in his jeans. He used a light touch and even strokes. When Brett’s breathing deepened, sped up and his knuckles went white on the steering wheel, Brett said softly, “Enough.” Rylan folded his hands obediently in his lap while they pulled into the parking garage.

The cooling off Rylan experienced on the way to their room was undone in seconds after their room door was closed behind them. As soon as Brett turned away to hang up his coat Rylan wasted no time in stripping off his boots and clothes.

“How you doing, still okay?” Brett asked as he turned to face Rylan. His eyebrows raised and a slow smile spread over his face. “Wow.” He swallowed hard. “It was one thing seeing you in that club, but here, just for me…”