Gabe was moving before he even knew what he’d intended. Another tug, a twist and a spinning step, and Deuce was the one captured against the counter. Their mouths tore apart, ragged panting filling the kitchen.
And then their eyes met.
Blue eyes glittered like a summer sky. Generous lips were full and ready.
Just right for more kisses.
Gabe knew that he would have that same look after going down on him, and he wanted to keep it safely in his imagination. Clearly.He swept his tongue over Deuce’s tingling lips and then decided he couldn’t wait another minute to feel his cock inside him.
“Turn around,” Gabe whispered.
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