you."
"No chance of you coming with me?"
Xavier turned Rajan around. "I can come with you but I'd have to meet you somewhere. I can't just leave the CT without planning. Besides, if you even think of running, just know I have the hook-ups with the US Marshals who in turn has the hook-ups with Interpol—I'd find you."
Rajan nodded with laugh. "Just the thought of you hunting me is a turn on." He kissed Xavier's chin. "All right, you can meet me in Shanghai and we can have a torrid affair but you have to keep it on the DL."
A smirk spanned Xavier's lush lips. Rajan tangled
his arms around Xavier's neck and inhaled deeply.
"And why is that?" Xavier questioned.
"So that my man doesn't find out, of course. He carries guns for a living."
"A gun? Sounds fun." Xavier pulled him closer and Rajan felt his lover's arousal pressing against his thighs.
Spreading his legs, he closed them around the hardness there. A growl left Xavier's body, one Rajan wasn't sure he'd heard before but loved.
"Oh, of course," Rajan replied softly. He allowed Xavier to take his lips.
Rajan's blood flowed hot through him. His racing
heart pushed it to every part of his body, making his arousal stiff and into Xavier's. When Xavier gripped his hair, tugging his neck back, Rajan sighed. He purred as Xavier's tongue travelled the length of his neck.
Rajan dragged his nails down Xavier's bare back
feeling his man arch into him. Xavier nipped at his neck, grazing his teeth against the flesh to kiss his pulse. His knees trembled. Holding on tighter, he lifted Xavier's head for his mouth again, plunging his tongue into the hot, wet heat there for him while he worked at unzipping Xavier's pants. Pushing his hands in the waist, pressing his palms flat against Xavier's delectable derriere, Rajan pushed the pants down around Xavier's ankles and pulled his mouth away.
"Lean against the rail." His voice was hoarse.
Xavier didn't reply. He stepped around Rajan. Rajan made sure Xavier was holding on tight before reaching around and pushing against Xavier's abdomen to get his booty out for him. Hunching down, he palmed both the SWAT officer's cheeks, spread them and stuck his tongue in. Xavier's primal cries filled the night air mixing with the sounds of the leaves dancing in the wind. Rajan trembled, sunk is tongue deeper and moaned. Grabbing Xavier's dick, Rajan pulled it down between Xavier's leg and pulled the tip into his mouth. He teased it with his tongue, easing his tongue into the uncut flesh and was rewarded with the delicious taste of pre-cum.
"Raj!" Xavier panted.
Rajan released him, stood and was leading Xavier
back into the bedroom when Xavier ambushed him. Rajan laughed but the sounds of mirth quickly turned into heated moans as Xavier's tongue slipped into his hole, withdrew and invaded him again.
"You don't play fair." Rajan panted.
"You want fair or dirty?" Xavier stressed his point by inserting a finger.
"Oh yes baby, dirty. Dirty is definitely better!"
Rajan flew high, riding back against the skillful
tongue tormenting him sweetly. He bent his back sticking his ass out, taking it deeper. "I need you to fuck me," he gasped.
Xavier led him into the room and Rajan lay on his
back, both legs hiked in the air, stroking himself slowly and watching Xavier get himself ready. When Xavier climbed between his legs, and slipped the head of his dick to Rajan's entrance, Rajan's legs took on a mind of their own
spreading wider. He knew what was coming—he knew
Xavier would make him lose his mind and profess his love over and over. He knew Xavier was his total undoing and he willingly gave his body over to that.
At the moment of penetration Rajan's hand moved
as though it had its own mind. He pressed a palm to Xavier's chest and watched it tremble. Each time Xavier went deep, Rajan's hand shook as though Xavier was
hitting a kind of nerve. He whimpered lifting his hips higher to take Xavier deeper and was rewarded greatly.
"Xavier…"
In
"No chance of you coming with me?"
Xavier turned Rajan around. "I can come with you but I'd have to meet you somewhere. I can't just leave the CT without planning. Besides, if you even think of running, just know I have the hook-ups with the US Marshals who in turn has the hook-ups with Interpol—I'd find you."
Rajan nodded with laugh. "Just the thought of you hunting me is a turn on." He kissed Xavier's chin. "All right, you can meet me in Shanghai and we can have a torrid affair but you have to keep it on the DL."
A smirk spanned Xavier's lush lips. Rajan tangled
his arms around Xavier's neck and inhaled deeply.
"And why is that?" Xavier questioned.
"So that my man doesn't find out, of course. He carries guns for a living."
"A gun? Sounds fun." Xavier pulled him closer and Rajan felt his lover's arousal pressing against his thighs.
Spreading his legs, he closed them around the hardness there. A growl left Xavier's body, one Rajan wasn't sure he'd heard before but loved.
"Oh, of course," Rajan replied softly. He allowed Xavier to take his lips.
Rajan's blood flowed hot through him. His racing
heart pushed it to every part of his body, making his arousal stiff and into Xavier's. When Xavier gripped his hair, tugging his neck back, Rajan sighed. He purred as Xavier's tongue travelled the length of his neck.
Rajan dragged his nails down Xavier's bare back
feeling his man arch into him. Xavier nipped at his neck, grazing his teeth against the flesh to kiss his pulse. His knees trembled. Holding on tighter, he lifted Xavier's head for his mouth again, plunging his tongue into the hot, wet heat there for him while he worked at unzipping Xavier's pants. Pushing his hands in the waist, pressing his palms flat against Xavier's delectable derriere, Rajan pushed the pants down around Xavier's ankles and pulled his mouth away.
"Lean against the rail." His voice was hoarse.
Xavier didn't reply. He stepped around Rajan. Rajan made sure Xavier was holding on tight before reaching around and pushing against Xavier's abdomen to get his booty out for him. Hunching down, he palmed both the SWAT officer's cheeks, spread them and stuck his tongue in. Xavier's primal cries filled the night air mixing with the sounds of the leaves dancing in the wind. Rajan trembled, sunk is tongue deeper and moaned. Grabbing Xavier's dick, Rajan pulled it down between Xavier's leg and pulled the tip into his mouth. He teased it with his tongue, easing his tongue into the uncut flesh and was rewarded with the delicious taste of pre-cum.
"Raj!" Xavier panted.
Rajan released him, stood and was leading Xavier
back into the bedroom when Xavier ambushed him. Rajan laughed but the sounds of mirth quickly turned into heated moans as Xavier's tongue slipped into his hole, withdrew and invaded him again.
"You don't play fair." Rajan panted.
"You want fair or dirty?" Xavier stressed his point by inserting a finger.
"Oh yes baby, dirty. Dirty is definitely better!"
Rajan flew high, riding back against the skillful
tongue tormenting him sweetly. He bent his back sticking his ass out, taking it deeper. "I need you to fuck me," he gasped.
Xavier led him into the room and Rajan lay on his
back, both legs hiked in the air, stroking himself slowly and watching Xavier get himself ready. When Xavier climbed between his legs, and slipped the head of his dick to Rajan's entrance, Rajan's legs took on a mind of their own
spreading wider. He knew what was coming—he knew
Xavier would make him lose his mind and profess his love over and over. He knew Xavier was his total undoing and he willingly gave his body over to that.
At the moment of penetration Rajan's hand moved
as though it had its own mind. He pressed a palm to Xavier's chest and watched it tremble. Each time Xavier went deep, Rajan's hand shook as though Xavier was
hitting a kind of nerve. He whimpered lifting his hips higher to take Xavier deeper and was rewarded greatly.
"Xavier…"
In
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