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He laid Poppy down in her crib and stretched out on the bed in her room. He woke up to the vibration of his phone at midnight. Time to go wake up Gunner. He rolled out of bed and padded barefoot into the other bedroom. It might have a king-sized bed in it, but Gunner sprawled across most of it on his stomach, out cold.
Chas tugged back the sheet to bare Gunner’s muscular back and grimaced at the patchwork of bruises. He bent down to kiss Gunner’s shoulder carefully on an unbruised spot.
Gunner groaned a little, but his eyes stayed closed. Placing a knee on the bed beside him, Chas kissed his way lightly across Gunner’s shoulder blade to his spine, where he headed south, down the indentation there, lined with ridges of hard muscle. Pushing aside the sheet as he went, he approached the rise of muscular buttocks, and he swirled his tongue in the faint dimple at the base of Gunner’s spine just short of where that glorious ass began.
Gunner moved lazily beneath him, awake now but clearly enjoying the attention. Inspired, Chas shifted position, kneeling between Gunner’s spread thighs, and commenced massaging those powerful legs, working his way down Gunner’s thighs and calves, digging his thumbs into the arches of his feet until Gunner groaned faintly. Back up his legs Chas massaged, kneading and rolling the heavy muscles under his palms.
He added his mouth to the massage, sucking the backs of Gunner’s knees until he squirmed a little. Ticklish, huh? Good to know. He nipped and kissed his way up the back of one thigh until he reached the junction. He hesitated for a second and then decided to go for it. Pushing Gunner’s thighs wider apart, he lightly licked Gunner’s balls.
Loving the gasp that elicited, he slurped his way up the underside of Gunner’s cock, which was already wide-awake. The thick vein there pulsated under his tongue, and when he swirled his tongue around the tip of Gunner’s cock, a drop of precum already had gathered there.
Gunner’s erection pulsed against the mattress beneath Chas’s mouth, and the gathered tension in Gunner’s entire body enveloped him.
Prepared to torture Gunner a little, he left off the sucking and licking and kissed his way back up Gunner’s spine until his entire body lay on top of Gunner’s.
He murmured against the side of Gunner’s neck, “Are you ready to do this properly, or are we going to pretend all you want is the occasional blow job?”
With one quick heave, he was flipped on his back with Gunner looming over him in the darkness. “Don’t tease me, Chasten.”
“Who’s teasing?”
“You sure you want to go the whole way? There’ll be no going back.”
“My dude, there’s already no going back. You just haven’t admitted that to yourself yet.” It was a risk pushing Gunner this hard. But the guy had been living in this stupid limbo for all of his adult life. It was time somebody shoved him off the fence.
Gunner stared down at him for a long time. And then slowly, slowly, inch by inch, he lowered his face to Chas’s. Gunner’s lips brushed across his. Another light kiss. As if he was testing this new relationship thing out.
Chas waited patiently, letting Gunner set the pace. Gunner planted an elbow on the pillow beside his head and leaned down again, this time kissing him more firmly. Chas opened his mouth, welcoming Gunner home at long last.
Gunner’s tongue swept into his mouth, and Chas moaned in the back of his throat. He’d been waiting for this, imagining this, dreaming of this, forever. He let his hand creep up to the back of Gunner’s powerful neck and tugged a little, inviting him even deeper into the kiss.
It was Gunner’s turn to groan, the sound muffled by their lips and tongues, now sparring with each other in a sexy duel that had Chas’s cock filling eagerly and his hips rocking forward.
“I don’t…,” Gunner mumbled against his lips.
“Don’t what?” he echoed, praying he wasn’t chickening out.
“Don’t, umm, know exactly how to do this.”
Chas could have cried in relief. “Don’t worry. I’ve got you. I’ll show you what to do.”
The big bad commando’s head lowered to Chas’s shoulder and rested there for a moment of vulnerability that made Chas’s heart swell in his chest. Gunner trusted him. It was possibly the sexiest thing the man had ever done around him.
Chas reached out and fumbled in the nightstand drawer. “I might just have taken a chance and stashed some lube in this drawer.”
“Oh, you might have, huh? Confident much?” Gunner murmured.
Chas lifted his head from the pillow and kissed Gunner firmly on the mouth. “Do you have any idea how long I’ve been waiting for this?”
“Yeah, actually. I do.”
“Smartass,” Chas muttered.
Gunner grinned and lightly bit Chas’s shoulder.
Chas squirted lube into his hand and smeared it generously on himself. Next time Gunner could do the honors, but tonight was about showing Gunner the basics. He squirted another handful of lube and reached between them for Gunner’s throbbing erection. He smoothed his fist up and down the shaft, loving its slippery slide almost as much as he loved the way Gunner’s breath hitched in his throat at the sensation.
“Let’s keep this simple since you’re new to it,” Chas murmured, wrapping his legs around Gunner’s hips. “Pretend I’m a woman and just aim a little farther back.”