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“Oh fuck Chris, that feels amazing.” Shane gasped, gyrating his hips slowly against Chris’ incredibly marvelous tongue.
Chris’ intention was not to get Shane off. He’d simply wanted to soothe that puckered hole, knowing that after taking such a pounding, the feel of his wet tongue on that winking star would be wonderful. What he hadn’t envisaged was the erotic sounds that tore out of Shane’s throat. The sounds of his pleasure slid over Chris like a caress. Shane Lewis was unadulterated erotic sex, personified, Chris couldn’t help but think. After giving one of his favourite parts on Shane a good tongue bath, Chris pressed a kiss and a long wet lick on that pleasure spot on Shane’s lower back and stood up, grinning naughtily at Shane’s hoarse cry of lust.
“Shit Chris,” Shane growled. “You really must stop this habit of teasing me out of my fucking mind. I just might return the favour one of these days.” Shane breathed as he rolled onto his back, sporting a throbbing erection.
“I couldn’t help myself.” Chris chuckled. “You have an incredible ass.”
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you when that day comes.” Shane groaned as he sat up.
Chris laughed as he stepped between Shane’s thighs. “Want me to take care of this now or later in bed?” He husked as his hand went to the erect dick jutting out between Shane’s legs.
Shane gasped when Chris closed his hand around his cock. “Later.” He whispered as he reached up to pull Chris’ head down for a kiss. He plundered Chris’ mouth till they had to come up for air or suffocate. “Damn, you’re a hell of a good kisser, baby,” Shane whispered against Chris’ swollen lips. “You’ve got the sweetest and sexiest mouth ever. I could kiss you over and over and over and not get enough.”
“Such a sweet talker, Mr. Lewis.” Chris purred, leaning forward to kiss Shane on his neck. “I could get used to such talk.”
Shane laughed. “Did you really just fuck me, still fully dressed?” Shane murmured.
“Have a problem with that?” Chris retorted, wrapping his arms around Shane’s waist and kissing him gently on the mouth.
“I think it’s hot.” Shane breathed as he pushed Chris back and jumped off his desk. “The problem, however, has to do with that,” Shane said, pointing at the camera in the corner of his study.
“Oh fuck, Shane.” Chris gasped. “I didn’t know there was a camera in here. “Were we being wat…”
“Settle down cowboy.” Shane chuckled as he pulled up his shorts. Then he went to the bookshelf in the study and pulled one of the books forward.
Chris’ eyes widened when the whole shelf slid aside to reveal a safe in the wall. It was a really big safe. Shane punched in a code and opened it. Then he reached inside and pulled out a small CD.
“We were not being watched,” Shane said as he closed the safe and clicked everything back into place. “Everything is on this.” He held up the CD.
“Good to know,” Chris said with a raised brow. “What are you going to do with that?” He asked with his arms folded across his broad chest.
“What do you wanna do with it?” Shane threw back.
“I want to watch it,” Chris stated with all seriousness.
Shane paused in the process of pulling on his t-shirt and looked at Chris. “Really?”
“You asked.” Shane shrugged. “Know what I missed in all this?” Chris pointed at the desk, referring to their latest sexual encounter.
“What?” Shane asked, curious. He quickly pulled on his t-shirt and turned to fully face Chris.
“Your face when you orgasmed.” Chris breathed huskily. “You should see your face when you’re coming, baby. Absolutely stunning!”
“Oh fuck!” Shane whispered, feeling his cock jerk in his pants. Chris had a way with words, that always left Shane breathless and aroused. This time wasn’t any different.
“What do you say?” Chris husked, coiling his arms around Shane’s waist. “Please,” Chris whispered, leaning down to nuzzle Shane’s neck. “Come on, it’ll be fun.”
“Fine. We can watch it in bed this evening.” Shane relented. “But we destroy it immediately we’re done. Too many scandals involving sex tapes.” Shane said, stepping out of Chris’ embrace to wipe his desk. When he was done, he punched in a password on his computer. “Deleted!” He said happily.
“You had it on your laptop?” Chris asked, going to sit on the comfortable couch.
“Uh-huh. The CD is the backup.”
“So if you knew we were being recorded, why didn’t you say something?” Chris asked, turning to lean against Shane’s shoulder when Shane sat beside him on the couch.
“You didn’t give me the chance to think, fucker.” Shane chuckled, turning in the seat so that Chris’ back was against his chest. “But then, when I’m around you, my brain seems not to function,” Shane murmured, wrapping his arms around Chris.
“Yeah, I’m hot like that.” Chris purred, making Shane erupt with laughter.
“You sure are.” Shane laughed. “Were you able to finish whatever you went home to do?”
Chris froze. This was it, he thought. “Shane?”
Shane’s heart started to pound. ‘Oh God, Oh God, Oh God.’ He chanted in his head. Was Chris going to drop a bombshell? Why the sudden tenseness? Had he done something wrong? Did Chris want to call it quits? If he was going to break up with him he wouldn’t have said he wanted them to watch the sex tape, would he? And what about what they’d just done? Maybe it was a goodbye fuck. What did he do wrong? Maybe he did something inappropriate when they’d gone to meet the squad the day bef…
“Shane!”
Shane started when he heard Chris shout his name and realized Chris was no longer leaning against him but was rather facing him. He blinked and focused on Chris’ mouth. Why was he shouting?
“Why are you shouting?” Shane asked quietly.
“You zonked out of me that’s why,” Chris said with concern in his eyes. “Are you okay?”
Shane nodded. “What were you going to tell me?” Shane asked.
“I want to go see Auntie Syl. But I’m scared to death.” Chris moaned.
“Is that it?” Shane asked anxiously. “Is that what you wanted to tell me?”
“Yes. Wait! What did you think I was going to say?” Chris asked with a frown on his face. And when he saw Shane let out a huge sigh of relief, he got even more curious. “Shane?”
“I just…fuck…the way you tensed up. I…” The guilty look on Shane’s face said it all.
“Don’t tell me you actually thought…” Chris couldn’t even bring himself to say the words. He sighed deeply. “Listen, you silly man, you’re stuck with me, got it?” Chris growled and waited till Shane nodded. “Don’t you ever forget that.” He leaned forward to press a soft kiss on Shane’s mouth. “Now where was I?”
“Why are you so terrified of the idea of seeing her?” Shane took Chris’ hands in his. “She’s a human being, Chris. You see her, you tell her what’s on your mind, add the fact that whether she forgives you or not, you’re gonna fuck the shit out of her son, and allow him to deep-dick you anytime he wants… What can she do? What’s the worst that can happen?”