Toby began to rock a little, their bodies touching in all the right places. “I want to take you to bed,” he said. “And I want to taste you. If that’s okay with you?” Gideon’s nostrils flared and he rolled his hips up to meet Toby. “That’s very okay with me. Can I taste you too?” Toby lightly touched his index finger to Gideon’s bottom lip. “I will insist you do.” The smirk Gideon gave him was sublime. Holding Gideon’s chin, Toby kissed him, opening his lips with his own and sinking his tongue into his mouth. Gideon groaned and the hold on Toby’s hips tightened. He was such a good kisser. Toby
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