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“Oh God, Shane please…” Chris whimpered, not even knowing what he was pleading for. His head thrashed from side to side as a new wave of pleasure began to build within him, coiling low in his belly. “Oh my God.” Chris breathed. And when Shane moved onto the other nipple and increased his thrusts, a bolt of such intense ecstasy shot through him, he pulled Shane’s head up from his nipple and slammed his mouth on his, devouring Shane’s mouth with the same intensity of the sensations sweeping through his whole body.
Tightening his grip on Chris’ arse, Shane angled his hips and stroked over and over that sensitive gland inside him. He was tireless, relentless, fucking Chris deep and hard until Chris’ mind lost control of his body and came undone. And when an even more powerful orgasm tore through Chris, Shane was right there with him, flooding Chris’ contracting channel with the warm evidence of his passion, matching Chris spasm for spasm, groan for groan, and scream for scream. They trembled and shook together as their passion left them in a state so blissful and surreal it was almost euphoric.
Shane collapsed against Chris as they both tried to catch their breath. He couldn’t resist nuzzling his face in the crook of Chris’ neck as they both gasped for breath. When they both calmed down, Chris looked at Shane with a bemused and tender expression on his face.
“Damn, you’re full of surprises.” Chris croaked. “Care to tell me what a Tantra chair is doing in here?”
Shane’s body shook with laughter as he sat up. “You can ask my crazy designer when you meet her. I didn’t know what it was, till she insisted I google it. When I did, I politely asked her to take it out but the silly woman insisted that it will come of use one day. I really wasn’t in the mood for an argument so I let it stay.”
“What changed your mind about using it? My hot body?” Chris smirked teasingly.
“That.” Shane kissed him softly on the lip. “And the fact that I love your sexy arse.”
Chris laughed. “You have to give her a reward or something. That was off the fucking hook. It was so good.” Chris leaned his head back with a sigh.
“Ever used one?” Shane couldn’t mask the hint of jealousy in his voice and Chris picked up on it immediately.
Chris laughed. “Not yet.” He answered honestly. “Been planning to. Just haven’t gotten round to it.” He drew Shane down to kiss him softly on the mouth. “I’m glad my first experience was with you.” He murmured against Shane’s lips. “Damn, it was good.”
“Loved it that much huh?” Shane chuckled, dropping tiny kisses along Chris’ exposed neck.
“Dude, I just came twice with not even one touch to my cock. Now, that has never happened before.” Chris sounded dazed. “Damn!”
“I’m glad I kept it.” Shane laughed softly. “We have about two hours to land,” Shane murmured, staring down between them, where they were still joined. “Want to catch some sleep?” He looked back up at Chris.
“I don’t think I can sleep, Shane.” Chris moaned as Shane pulled out of him.
“Come on, let’s go take a shower. Then maybe we can…” Shane trailed off when the phone started to ring. He stood up and walked to the bedside table to pick up the receiver. “Marie?”
“Hello, Mr. Lewis.” Came the hostess’ small voice. “I wanted to know whether you’re ready to eat please.”
“A moment please.” Shane covered the mouthpiece and turned to Chris. “Would you want to eat?”
“I don’t think I can keep anything down right now,” Chris muttered.
Shane’s eyes widened. “You don’t think you can sleep, you don’t think you can eat… Are you saying after all that, I still couldn’t get your mind off… whatever?” Shane threw his hand up in frustration.
“You look adorable when you get flustered.” Chris grinned, attempting to stand. “Oh fuck, I can’t feel my legs.” He groaned, sitting back down.
“Marie we won’t eat. But we’ll be out for some drinks later. Thanks.” Shane informed the hostess and hung up. Then he went to Chris and pulled him up into his arms, loving it when Chris completely relaxed against him. Blue’s ‘You Make Me Wanna’ was playing and the two men slowly swayed to the song. “You make me wanna call you in the middle of the night…” Shane sang along softly. “You make me wanna hold you till the morning light. You make me wanna love, you make me wanna fall, you make me wanna surrender my soul. I know this is a feeling that I just can’t fight. You’re the first and last thing on my mind. You make me wanna love, you make me wanna fall, you make me wanna surrender my soul.”
“You really should sing to me more,” Chris whispered, making Shane laugh softly.
“I’m just waiting for you to start feeling your legs, Princess,” Shane murmured.
“Fuck you.” Chris shook with laughter. “What if I never feel them aga…What the…” But Chris’ exclamation turned into more laughter when he found his head pointing to the floor. Shane had picked him up fireman style and was headed for the bathroom. “You’re such an asshole.” He laughed even harder when Shane put him down in the shower.
“Would you rather I’d picked you up bridal style?” Shane drawled, pouring shampoo into Chris’ hair.
“I will kill you if you do that.” Chris’ growl quickly turned into a moan as Shane massaged his scalp. “God, that feels good.” Chris breathed.
When they eventually got back into the room, Chris fell into bed butt naked and covered his head with a pillow, making Shane laugh. By the time Shane finished cleaning the Tanta chair, Chris was snoring softly. Shane got into bed beside his man and pushed the pillow off his head. He looked at how young and peaceful Chris looked in his sleep and wanted to protect him against the world…even his mother.
He was grateful that Chris was asleep since he couldn’t worry in his sleep. Shane hoped his mother wouldn’t be too hard on Chris as the man was already regretful of his actions and terrified to boot. He’d called his mother to tell her he was on his way to discuss something important with her. Shane had however not told Sylvia that he was coming with the love of his life or Chris for that matter.
He hoped his stinginess with information would rather work in Chris’ favour and not the other way round. He was worried about the meeting too but he didn’t think it was necessary to let Chris know. Shane said a silent prayer that his mother would forgive Chris and accept him. With a deep sigh, he pulled up the covers over their bodies and promptly went to sleep too.