Chapter 35

Gage moaned at the memory.

Above him, Bodie jerked. He pulled back, his shaft swift along Gage’s tongue, then pushed forward again until he was buried to the balls.

It was easy to keep Christopher’s face at the front of his mind. He saw it in his dreams every night, after all. He had spent most of the night staring at it. He gripped Bodie’s thigh, holding him tightly as he began to move his head, meeting each one of Bodie’s thrusts. In his mind, Christopher rolled his hips and murmured Gage’s name, encouraging him to move faster, to take more of him, to show him just how much Gage wanted this.

Above him, Bodie swore under his breath. His fingers tightened painfully in Gage’s hair, yanking him away, and he sat back against Gage’s stomach as his other hand started pulling at his wet cock. In two strokes, he groaned. Come splattered onto Gage’s chin and neck, rolling down the side in slow, thick droplets.