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you to get a motorcycle and you want me to fuck you. I believe there is a solution.” He slowly pushed into Lane’s tight passage and his hips twitched as he tried to ride Aiden’s fingers.
    “Come on!” He whimpered. “You’re not even giving the idea much thought. If we could just talk about this, you’d see that it’s not as dangerous as you’re imagining,” Lane argued shakily and Aiden pressed his fingertips against Lane’s prostate and applied steady pressure. He didn’t stroke or rub and there was an urgent throb and Lane gasped as he rested his forehead against the glass.
    “You know better than to suggest I’ve imagined something,” Aiden said then pressed a kiss to the base of Lane’s spine. His body trembled and Aiden savored the feel of it beneath his lips. He’d do much worse to keep Lane safe and healthy. “You’ve been a cop long enough to know how dangerous motorcycles are, even for experienced riders. How many accidents have you seen?” Aiden asked and Lane groaned.
    “A lot,” he admitted as he writhed on Aiden’s hand. “But I wouldn’t…” Lane’s jaw fell as Aiden ground his fingers.
    “If this was something you were actually invested in, I might consider but this is a whim, Lane,” Aiden said gently. “A dangerous whim. I love you so much and I think you’d be sacrificing your safety for the sake of your confidence. You don’t need a motorcycle to make me want you more,” he promised as he started to stroke firmly. “You make me so hard. I’m so hard right now,” Aiden breathed against Lane’s skin and goosebumps spread under Aiden’s lips. “I’ve never wanted anyone or anything the way I want you,” he said and Lane nodded quickly.
    “Ok,” he whispered urgently. “I won’t get the motorcycle. Just fuck me really hard, right now!” He begged and Aiden was on his feet, stroking lube over his erection and lining it up with Lane’s tight hole in one swift movement.
    “Thank you,” Aiden ground out as he pushed into Lane’s clenching heat. “All I want is you. More of you,” he said as he rocked his hips and Lane raised his hands above his head and grabbed the edge of the glass. Aiden drove hard and Lane screamed.
    “Yes! Don’t stop!” He cried and Aiden shook his head as he curved his body around Lane’s and rose on the balls of his feet.
    “Never,” he panted. “I can’t stop,” Aiden said as he thrust hard and deep. Aiden let go and lost himself in the relentless need that swelled within him. Lane was mindless as he hung from his fingertips, demanding more as he squeezed Aiden ruthlessly, pulling him into hot slick warm heaven. Aiden leaned back and planted his hand on the tile behind him as his hips slammed into Lane’s ass and the sound of wet skin slapping against wet skin echoed through the bathroom and merged with their gasps, moans, grunts and curses.
    “Oh, fuuuuuuuck!” Lane cried as his head fell back and his eyes rolled. His body arched and Aiden clenched his jaw as his cock was gripped mercilessly. “Fuck!” Lane’s body jumped and the muscles around Aiden’s length rippled and his vision blurred as his release rushed upon him. Aiden’s sack pulled tight as heat, pressure and pleasure slammed into the base of his shaft and his nerves twisted. “Fuck,” Lane exhaled weakly as ropes of come burst from the end of his cock and splashed against the glass. Aiden jerked as he screamed Lane’s name then bucked hard before his body locked. Everything was bright and heat rolled through Aiden and he was pulsing oranges and reds as he spilled his soul deep in Lane’s ass. Lane hissed and twitched as Aiden continued to pump molten come into his passage. He waited until Aiden stopped shaking to let go of the glass. “Jesus,” he slurred as he stumbled back and Aiden laughed as he caught him.
    “I had to make it really good,” Aiden panted as he waited for his chest to stop heaving. “I was taking the motorcycle away from