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.That's all it took, Dal's cock throbbing weakly in his mouth,the salt and bitter flooding him.He hummed, swallowingquickly, greedy for every last drop.He slowly pulled off Dal'sprick, sucking hard as he did so until it popped out of hismouth.Then he licked it carefully, cleaning the hot, silkyflesh as his fingers slid out of Dal's body.Dal just barelymoved, melted and mostly asleep, slumped into the sheets."The clamps need to come off, baby, he murmured, fingerssliding up along the pretty corset. You ready? It was goingto hurt pretty good."Mhph. He'd take that as a yes.Maybe.He moved up so he was lying next to Dal, resting his weighton his side and one arm.His free hand rubbed Dal's bellyfor a moment and then back up to circle on nipple and thenthe other, drawing it out.For himself anyway.Chuckling, hegrabbed one of the clamps and opened it, releasing Dal'snipple.He got a soft cry, Dal twisting and frowning, butthose eyes didn't open."That tired or that used to it? he asked, fingers sliding onthe hard, red nipple, rubbing it as the blood rushed backinto the flesh.Bending, he sucked it into his mouth, licked it gently as he reached and took off the other clamp."I.Oh.Oh, fuck.Ow.Just.Damn.Wore out.Haven't slept.Been thinking.""Shh.Shh.I've got you, he murmured.He licked again,fingers rubbing the second nipple. Thinking? I thought youwere busy playing all night?""Uh-huh.Playing.Needing.Wondering who knew.""Did you think it might be me? He'd kept his cool, but he'dfound himself eating Dal with his eyes more than onceduring the last two days."I.Once.Maybe.I don't know.""Only maybe? He pouted and then chuckled at himself,leaving a kiss on Dal's lips. Do you want this off? heasked, fingers sliding on the corset.It looked lovely, but Dalwould be more comfortable when he woke if he wasn'twearing it.And Dillon was all about Dal being comfortable."Mmm.Please.Please.""Okay, baby.You have to roll over. He encouraged Dal toroll over onto his stomach. Oh, fuck, I'd forgotten how goodyou looked from behind."He slid his fingers over Dal's ass, the perfect little ass that had gone straight to his cock, the first time he'd seen it.Dal spread, just purring. Are you staying?""Yes. He let his fingers slide along the insides of Dal'sthighs, teased his crack and then ran his fingers over thatfine, fine ass again.He couldn't resist feeling Dal up in thecorset one last time, the leather cooler than Dal's skin butstill warm.He kept going when he hit skin, rubbing Dal'sshoulders, before sliding his hands back down again.He started working the first set of ties open.Dal just purred,melted and quiet and so fucking sexy for him.He took histime, letting his hands wander, his body slide against thesmooth warmth of Dal's.He finally had all the ties undoneand he slid his hands beneath the bottom of the corset,forcing the ties to loosen, to spread and release Dal fromthe tight hold.Dal took a deep breath and stretched, that beautiful, tightass wiggling."Feel good? He pulled the corset open wider, handsmassaging Dal's back."You do.So good."Dillon hummed.It hadn't been what he'd meant, but hewould take it.He would definitely take it. He opened the corset right up, letting the ties pull right offone side, and then rolled Dal over onto his back again,tossing the corset on the floor.He let his touch continue,fingers massaging, working the skin, smoothing out themarks the tight leather had left.That Dal trusted him enoughto simply float and rest said so much.He let his handswander, exploring all of Dal, all that fine skin, before finallysettling in next to him, curling up close.A flick of his wristpulled the comforter over them."Rest, he murmured. We can play more later.""Mmmhmm. Dal pushed right in, the happy little sound justvibrating through him.Dillon let his eyes close, his arms full of Dal's warmth.He pushed away the thought that he could get used to this.He had two days.He would live in the moment and enjoythem.Enjoy Dal. Chapter TwoDal stretched, little bits and pieces aching and stretchinglike he'd been playing hard the night before.Morning before?Something.He floated and shifted, not waking up until his leg brushedup against somebody else's leg.Oh, fuck him raw.His eyes flew open and he just stared.Dillon.Fuck him.The man looked softer in sleep, kind of at peace.The shorthair was tousled, a satisfied half-smile on Dillon's lips.Hewas also utterly naked definitely not what he would haveexpected from the arrogant prick in the three-piece suit heknew in the boardroom."Mmm. Pretty.Pretty, pretty.Dal leaned over, lips brushingone pink, sweet nipple.Dillon groaned and shifted, hand sliding over Dal's hip as Dillon's flesh hardened under his tongue, seemed to reachup toward his tongue
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