“Thank you, Chief.” Catlin hung up just as he pulled into the driveway of a small ranch-style home.“Here we are,” he said, flashing a smile toward Gallo that instantly changed to a heated look as he swept his gaze down Gallo’s partially clothed form.“Get in the house, Gallo.”
Gallo scrambled to obey, yanking the door open and sliding from the car. Gravel bit into the soles of his feet and he stumbled, crying out.
“Shit!” Catlin muttered. He was there instantly, sweeping Gallo into his arms.“I should have thought of that. I’m sorry.” He nuzzled his face into Gallo’s neck as he held him close and headed toward the house.
Gallo wrapped his arms around Catlin’s neck and snuggled close against the bigger man’s chest. He liked how it felt to be held by the detective, almost as much as he’d enjoyed Catlin’s touch on his dick. He had no idea how Catlin got the door open, nor did he pay attention to the décor of the place. Instead, he rubbed his face against Catlin’s neck, inhaling his scent, wanting to wallow in the amazing odors emanating from the man.
He resisted when Catlin tried to put him down on a bed, and a low chuckle rumbled through the guy’s chest.“I need to check your feet, Gallo.”
“Okay,” he whispered, uncurling his arms and letting go.
He watched Catlin step back and lift first one foot, then the other. The look in his eyes was so tender as he inspected the flesh and ran his thumb over the pads of his feet. Gallo couldn’t hold back the giggle. Catlin grinned up at him, his brown eyes shining with mirth. “Ticklish, huh?”
Nodding, Gallo tried to pull his feet from Catlin’s grip, but the man would have none of it. Instead, the soft touch changed to massaging caresses.“It looks like your feet are just fine,” he stated, working his way up Gallo’s leg then his thigh. “Now let’s check the rest of you,” he growled.
Gallo moaned as Catlin leaned forward and reached for the waistband of his sweats. He paused, his intense look settling on Gallo. The look turned questioning. Not wanting the man to second-guess himself, Gallo eagerly lifted his hips.“Yesss,” he hissed. Catlin took him at his word, sliding Gallo’s sweats down and off, revealing his once again hard dick.
Flipping over on the bed, Gallo rose onto his knees and elbows. He spread his legs wide, presenting his ass to Catlin, showing him without words that he desperately wanted to be filled by him. A low growl of desire came from behind him, along with the sound of clothes being stripped.
A drawer opened and closed then the bed dipped behind him. Catlin’s palms rubbed down his spine and over his ass, settling Gallo’s nerves.“So beautiful,” Catlin whispered before draping himself over Gallo’s back.“Is this what you want?” he whispered, rubbing his dick along Gallo’s crack.“You want my dick in you?”
He mewled with excitement before pressing his ass firmly against Catlin’s cock and begging. “Yes, please fill me.”
Without warning, Catlin’s weight was gone. Panic flashed through Gallo, thinking he’d said something wrong. A cold finger pressed against his anus and he sighed, easily relaxing as the digit pressed in. The lubed fingers worked him open quickly. By the time a third filled him, he was rocking against those wonderful digits that were hitting his prostate every few thrusts.
Then the fingers were gone, and Gallo trembled with anticipation as he heard the sound of a condom wrapper being torn. The pressure of Catlin’s bulbous cock head kissed his ass, and unable to take another moment of being separated from this man, Gallo slammed backward, ramming Catlin’s dick deep into his ass.
Chapter Three
Catlin grunted as warm, sucking heat swallowed his cock. He dug his fingers into Gallo’s hips, refusing to let the other man move until he’d regained control. He took several slow, deep breaths, willing himself not to shoot his load right then.
He ’d never responded to another man’s eagerness quite like he did with Gallo. He’d actually stopped on the side of the road to stroke him off, and still Gallo seemed to want him with almost desperate intensity. Gallo was beyond sexy, with his mocha, toned skin and amazing blue eyes.
Finally, Catlin felt like he wasn ’t going to come at the slightest movement. He leaned over Gallo, pressing his chest to Gallo’s back. He licked a line from the back of Gallo’s neck to just behind his ear before whispering, “You will not do that again, Gallo. I am in control here.”
Gallo shuddered under him and nodded. “ Say it,” he demanded gruffly, needing to hear the guy admit that Catlin was in charge.