The soft, sweet smile Devlin was already coming to know appeared on Gradyn’s face again. “I haven’t.”
“Okay then.” Even as his face burned with a second wave of heat, Devlin couldn’t ignore the crackling of electricity over his skin or his granite-hard erection that hadn’t dwindled one bit during this entire exchange. “Let’s do it. Tie me up.”
Gradyn dipped down until his mouth hovered so close to Devlin’s they shared the same breath. “I get the feeling you’re going to like this, beautiful.” He stole a fast, hard kiss and then winked. “Be right back.”
As Devlin watched Gradyn crawl out of bed, his mind flashed half a dozen steps ahead to them fucking, and he lunged for Gradyn’s arm. “Wait!” He held Gradyn to the foot of the bed, and looked up into his eyes. “I don’t want to be tied up when you take me. I want... I need... When you’re inside me...” Fuck, Morgan, stop trying to make this some epic event. Blown out of proportion or not, Devlin couldn’t stop his runaway mouth. “That part has to feel like we’re doing it together.”
Gradyn took Devlin’s hand and squeezed it in a way that felt reassuring. “I want that too. I’ll release you as soon as you blow through that first wave of steam. Or at any point when you ask me to. It’s completely in your control.”
“All right.” Devlin watched Gradyn turn in a circle, clearly studying the room, and he tried to control the dizzying racing in his heart. “What are you going to use?”
“We’ll have to see.” Gradyn walked to the curtains, ran two fingers down the pull cords, but silently shook his head and moved to his discarded clothes. “Like I said, I haven’t exactly done this before.” He retrieved his flannel shirt and stretched out one of the arms.
Guilt twisted a bundle of nerves in Devlin’s belly. “I’m sorry for turning this into such an ordeal.”
Letting his shirt fall to the floor, Gradyn strode back to the bed, leaned over, and used his hand as leverage beside Devlin’s head. He trapped Devlin with one look, and Devlin felt covered with Gradyn’s heat from top to bottom. “Beautiful, this is no trouble.” Gradyn stroked his thick, heavily-ridged cock and showed Devlin that he still sported a full erection. “It’s entirely my pleasure.” While keeping his gaze locked on Devlin’s, Gradyn dropped down and teased his tongue around Devlin’s nipple. “I promise.”
Devlin moaned, and his nipple twisted. Gradyn delivered a second soft flick, and the barely-there contact reached all the way down with a phantom touch and pulled on Devlin’s cock, making it rear toward his stomach
Please don’t come yet. Please don’t come yet. Please don’t lose control.
The second Gradyn started to suck on the beaded knot of Devlin’s nipple, Devlin blurted, “I have some ties.” The information slipped out of him in a frantic, desperate bent that matched the screaming tangles of nerve endings running amuck in his body. “They’re draped around my suit in the closet.”
Gradyn planted a chaste kiss to the center of Devlin’s chest and then walked across the room to the closet. His glorious naked back, ass, and thighs were on full display as he opened the accordion door. The sight of his muscles, that bunched and released with every small or big movement he made, had Devlin stuffing down another groan. The comfort Gradyn exhibited in his own skin fed Devlin’s desire to know more about this man and pulled him to find a connection to him that went deeper than a night of fucking.
Don’t fall in love, Morgan. It’s just sex.
The sound of a zipper sighed across the shadowed room. With half of his body now in the small closet, Gradyn murmured, “Nice suit.”
Devlin didn’t look away from Gradyn as he shifted himself to the head of the bed. “I didn’t know what I’d be doing this weekend, so I went ahead and packed it. It’s the only one I have.”
Gradyn emerged from the closet victorious. With ties in hand, one a two-tone turquoise and the other a deep magenta, Gradyn came back to the bed. He straddled Devlin again, and looked down with a glint in his eyes. “I like that suit a whole hell of a lot.” That special light stayed in his eyes, and he never looked away from Devlin as he created a slipknot at the narrow end of the magenta tie. “I think I’m going to have to take you somewhere nice tomorrow night so I can see you in it.” He laid the second tie against Devlin’s bare chest, as if he wore it with a suit. As Gradyn looked, a rough noise escaped him, and a drop of pre-cum pearled across his slit. “Oh yeah. We’re going somewhere. And then I’ll bring you right back here and strip you out of it again.” He grabbed the knotted tie and rose up on his knees.
Oh shit. Devlin’s heart pounded with the knowledge that this thing with Gradyn would last more than one night, and his blood raced as the man’s cock poked out in front of his face. Right at my mouth. Devlin inhaled the intoxicating musky essence that was Gradyn, along with a hint of Irish Spring soap, and it seeped into his pores. The sight of Gradyn’s dick sticking out, the head coated with the sheen of his excitement, lured Devlin to lift up and take a taste.
His tongue touched Gradyn’s cock, licked into his slit, and Gradyn hissed and jerked away. “Don’t do that.” He crushed the knotted tie in his hand. “I need this to be all about you or I’ll lose my shit in two seconds.”
Devlin shuddered without control. “Please hurry.”
“Jesus, man, you’re killing me.” Moving much faster, Gradyn worked Devlin’s hand into the looped opening of
