He was just reaching for him, feeling Gavin's cock come free, brushing against the inside of his thigh - rubbing against his own. But then Gavin was moving, his body sliding sinuously against Maxwell's, and before he could speak, the words - his very breath - was robbed from him.
They caught in his throat, making a hard strangled noise, as the muscles in his neck tightened around them. His heart lurched and his hands griped blindly, one fisting in the tangled sheet, the other burying deep in Gavin's hair.
All he managed with a curse, low and rough - a breathless plea.
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They caught in his throat, making a hard strangled noise, as the muscles in his neck tightened around them. His heart lurched and his hands griped blindly, one fisting in the tangled sheet, the other burying deep in Gavin's hair.
All he managed with a curse, low and rough - a breathless plea.