The Gift by Tara Spears

Author:Tara Spears
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: T.O.S.O.L Books
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

Cedric’s eyes fluttered open, and he froze, not caring to wake the man who was wrapped around him obviously enjoying a rather salacious dream. Instead Cedric lay still, letting the sensations he hadn’t experienced in years return to him. The warmth of someone’s skin against his, the scent of a man in his bed, the heat of him pressed against his buttocks, the firm hand against his chest, and the low rumble of lust as the dream became more fevered.

Cedric bit off a whine as Heck rutted sinuously against him, his pre-cum working through both Heck’s and Cedric’s flannel sleep pants. He could feel Hector’s breath hot, and growing erratic through the fabric between his shoulder blades, feel the tempo of his thrusts increase with his breathing. Cedric knew he should move, should wake him, but he couldn’t. The need to feel wanted— desired— overrode reason.

Heck’s teeth grazed his shoulder through the fabric of his pajama top, and by its own volition Cedric’s pelvis thrust. Hector growled, throwing his leg over Cedric’s and pinning him down. Jesus. He hadn’t been so turned on in ages, and his hand itched with the need to stroke himself, yet he was too afraid if he moved this would end.

Hector thrust harder, burying himself, and two layers of flannel, between Cedric’s ass cheeks. He clenched, causing Hector to grunt, and Cedric’s own dick to plead. A light sweat broke across his skin as Cedric’s hands practically squelched the stuffing out of his pillow. Forget the fact Heck had no idea, the man was driving him crazy.

A high pitched Ah broke from Heck. The unusual sound almost shoved Cedric past desire and smack into amusement. God, how did a man like Hector even make a sound like that? Then Heck’s body tensed, his arm vicing so tight around Cedric’s ribs, he swore his heart stopped for a beat. Cedric couldn’t ignore him anymore. Twining his fingers with Hector’s, he drew his hand up, hugging Heck’s arm against his chest, all the while hoping the person taking him over the edge in his dream, might be the same man he clung to in the here and now.

Another squeaky Ahh broke free followed by a body vibrating groan as Hector’s release found him. Cedric thought it beautiful, and he felt a profound gratitude for being a part of Hector’s world, whether unbeknownst to him, or not.

“Oh fuck...”

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Heck’s eyes flew open then squeezed shut as his body ratcheted down. The groan that vibrated through his being as he came, shook him apart. He clung to the dream, still able to feel Cedric’s damp warmth, smell his masculinity...

“Oh fuck...” Heck buried his face into the red plaid flannel covering the man’s back, then started to laugh. Being mortified didn’t seem to effect his amusement over the embarrassing situation. Jesus, when was the last time he’d had a wet dream? College probably. But he doubted it was even half the dream this one had been. Rolling onto his back, he rubbed his face, trying to bring himself under control and failing miserably.

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