When he flicked his wrist, and Poe’s trousers dropped, he cupped him through the material of his boxer briefs.
Poe moaned at the feeling of Gamble’s strong hand over his erection.
“Please,” he whispered. “I need you. Show me, Gamble. Give me all of you.”
Oh, Gamble wanted that too.
He continued on with the kiss, silencing the man as he stroked him through his underwear. His fingers were roughly stroking his cock and showing him no mercy.
Gamble was in control.
When he broke the kiss, again, he stepped back, catching Poe off guard.
“Toe off your shoes,” he said. “So I can get you naked. I want my man out of his things so I can explore his body and enjoy him.”
At his words, Poe hurriedly did just that. What kind of nut wouldn’t?
He wasn’t going to wait for him to ask again.
Hell.
No.
As he did what Gamble asked, Poe shook in anticipation of what was to come.
HIM.
As soon as he was out of his pants, Gamble was back on him, his mouth destroying his control. No one had ever kissed him like Gamble.
In fact, with his hands being held behind his back, and his mouth being taken, Poe felt like the man was trying to consume him.
Poe was there for it too.
When he broke the kiss again, he stared into his eyes and that heat was crystal clear. Someone was going to burn up with lust if he didn’t have him.
“Can I show you?” he asked, knowing what he craved more than anything.
Poe simply nodded.
He wanted more and everything this man had. There was no way he wanted to miss a single thing.
“Yes, please, Gamble,” he said, his accent thick as the lust was in control. All he wanted was to be at this man’s mercy.
It had been days, and he missed the feel of his body in his.
As he stared at his man, Gamble was ready. There was nothing he wanted more than to enjoy Poe and build what they had begun in that grotto.
“Jump up,” he said, and Poe did, wrapping his legs around his hips. Someone was strong again, and in control so he was going to give his mate maximum pleasure.
Someone was cumming.
A few times.
Against his body, Poe was carried toward the massive bed, and when Gamble crawled onto the bed with him, he knew it was about to be a memory.
How did he know?
Maybe it was when Gamble wrapped Poe’s wrist in the one belt and secured it to the big post. All the kinky things came rushing to his mind, and in that moment, Poe wanted all of them.
