...Ray leaned toward Nick at the same moment Nick leaned toward him. Their lips met, touched, scorched across each other. Ray’s lips moved to the pulse of the other man’s throat, searing a path there to his collarbone. Nick had on way too many clothes. Ray’s hands found the hem of Nick’s shirt and tugged upward.

“Dinner?” Nick gasped, tilting his head, providing Ray better access to his throat.

“Later.” Ray yanked the shirt over Nick’s head and dropped it in a pile at their feet. His fingers reached for the belt at the other man’s waist. He was suddenly as eager as his first time. His hands were shaking so much he was having trouble unfastening the belt.

“Let me.” Nick pushed away Ray’s hands. He kicked off his black loafers before he undid the belt, then dropped his pants and stepped out of them.

His mouth watering, Ray admired the erection straining against Nick’s boxers. He swallowed, trying to calm his racing pulse. He didn’t want to rush this, didn’t want to embarrass himself by coming too soon.

“Lube and condoms?” He went to work on removing his own clothes.

Nick nodded, licking his lips. “Be right back.” He disappeared into the bathroom.

Ray supposed he ought to ask Nick who would be topping. For some reason, Ray had assumed he would be fucking Nick, but it was entirely possible Nick had the same assumption about him. He pulled the sheet and blanket down to the foot of the bed.

Nick came up behind him and wrapped his arms around Ray’s middle. “You smell really good.” Nick’s lips scorched across Ray’s throat, his teeth grazing his pulse.

Ray shivered, tilting his head to the side, pushing back against Nick’s lips. “God, I can’t wait to get you onto that bed.”

Nick’s breath hitched and he handed a foil wrapper to Ray. Pre-lubed, Ray noted, though as he turned in Nick’s arms he saw the man also had a bottle in his hand.

Ray tossed the items on the bed. He lowered his mouth to Nick’s. He quaked with need when the other man’s tongue slid inside, hot and wet. Slowly, he maneuvered them until they fell onto the bed, Nick pinned under him.

“Wow,” Nick murmured, when Ray allowed him a moment to breathe. “Are you as horny as I am?”

“More.” Ray’s fingers itched to caress Nick everywhere. His tongue dipped to stroke at Nick’s right nipple, then his left. Nick jumped. “Like that, huh?”

Nick swallowed. “Uh-huh”

Ray’s hands spanned across Nick’s abs, tracing the muscles. “You are fucking gorgeous.”

Nick’s laugh turned into a moan when Ray continued kissing him. He grabbed Nick’s wrists and held them over his head, assaulting him with kisses and nibbles everywhere. He was on fire, more turned on than he’d been in a hell of a long time.

“Want you,” he whispered in Nick’s ear. He felt the other man shake, watched as goose bumps appeared on his flesh. The contrast of his dark skin next to Nick’s pale, flushed skin excited him even more. He’d never paid that much attention to the difference of his skin with his lover’s before. But for some reason with Nick it fascinated him.

Nick made a little soft sighing noise, and Ray released Nick’s wrists to reach for the foil packet. He tore it open and rolled the condom onto his own hard cock. Nick didn’t protest, so Ray decided they were likeminded.

Nick grabbed his neck and brought Ray’s lips to his again in a crushing, deep kiss. When they came up for air, he rolled onto his stomach presenting his fabulous ass to Ray.