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kiss. Once inside his apartment, Ridley didn’t waste breath on pleasantries or awkward conversation, either. Pulling Julian’s jacket and shirt off over his head in a single move, Ridley caressed every inch of his torso as he backed him down the short hallway to his bedroom.
    “I don’t have condoms.”
    “Can’t get diseases. Either of us. Moot point.” His reply came out a bit breathless between kisses, and he wasn’t at all sure he’d made sense.
    Sliding his hands under Ridley’s shirt, Julian moaned as he moved his palms over the rippled expanse of the man’s abs, exploring each bit of warm skin he could reach. With a huffing grunt, Ridley stripped out of the soft, cotton shirt, giving Julian more room to play as he ushered him toward the bed.
    With eager hand s and fumbling fingers, they made quick work of removing the rest of their clothing, and Julian whimpered in need when Ridley pushed him back onto the mattress. Starting at Julian’s knees, Ridley kissed a wet trail of liquid fire up the inside of one thigh while he scraped his blunt fingernails along the other. Moaning from deep in his chest, he tangled his fingers in Ridley’s thick, dark hair and arched up from the bed.
    Despite Julian’s efforts to hurry things along, Ridley continued to tease, flicking his tongue along the rigid shaft of Julian’s cock and sucking just the tip of the crown into his mouth. Then he repeated the process in reverse, sliding his tongue down Julian’s length and driving him out of his mind.
    “Mmm,” Ridley hummed, sending faint vibrations down Julian’s cock to his tightening sac. “Ever impatient. Relax, love.”
    Julian couldn’t relax, though, not with his balls aching and his dick throbbing. Fisting his hands in the comforter, he arched up from the mattress again, angling his hips toward Ridley’s parted lips. “Please,” he begged, uncaring of how desperate he’d sounded.
    With a feral growl, Ridley grabbed him by the hips, pinning him to bed as he engulfed Julian’s cock to the base in one swallow. His throat muscles constricted around the head as his tongue played along the shaft, and Julian’s eyes rolled back in his head as he gasped in pleasure. Dragging his lips back up the pulsing shaft, Ridley circled his tongue around the flared crown and prodded the slit, lapping at the drops of pre-cum that seeped from Julian’s dick.
    Slow and methodical, he set a torturous pace, taking Julian to the edge but never letting him fall over. Moaning and growling, he ran his hands over Julian’s stomach, his sides, and down his thighs as he bobbed his head, taking Julian’s cock to the back of his throat on each downward glide.
    Julian’s heart beat too fast, too hard, and his muscles quivered with pent-up energy, but still, Ridley continued his leisurely tempo. He pushed Julian higher and drove him to delirium with desire until he hovered on the precipice of orgasm. His lower back tightened, his toes curled, and just when he thought he’d finally get the relief he needed, everything stopped.
    “No!” he wailed, flopping back on the mattress and reaching for his spit-soaked cock.
    “Not yet,” Ridley warned in a tight voice, as though speaking through clenched teeth.
    Stretching out over Julian, he reached for the headboard, hissing when his hard cock slid over Julian’s belly. Returning with a small, clear bottle of lube, he snapped open the cap and coated two fingers on his right hand before diving on top of Julian again for another hungry kiss. Their tongues met, twined, and retreated, over and over in an intimate, familiar rhythm. Losing himself in the kiss, Julian relaxed into the comforter, winding his arms and legs around his lover to pull him even closer.
    A long, slick finger caressed his opening, spreading the cool gel over the clenching muscles of his hole before slipping through the tight ring. The first prod of Ridley’s finger sent tingles up his spine, and as the digit moved inside