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Chapters (26)
  1. Cover
  2. About Hotline
  3. Chapter 1
  4. Chapter 2
  5. Chapter 3
  6. Chapter 4
  7. Chapter 5
  8. Chapter 6
  9. Chapter 7
  10. Chapter 8
  11. Chapter 9
  12. Chapter 10
  13. Chapter 11
  14. Chapter 12
  15. Chapter 13
  16. Chapter 14
  17. Chapter 15
  18. Chapter 16
  19. Chapter 17
  20. Chapter 18
  21. Chapter 19
  22. Chapter 20
  23. Dear Reader
  24. Also by Quinn Anderson
  25. About the Author
  26. More like this

And suddenly, Zack knew exactly what it was that he’d been wanting this whole time. Desire for the man in front of him infused his entire body.

Zack licked his lips. “I love how prepared you are.”

He snatched the condom and lube from John and practically ripped off his clothes. John scrambled to do the same. When they were naked, Zack settled in John’s lap, aligning their erections. As soon as their skin touched, John’s eyes fluttered closed, and his lips parted.

Zack paused long enough to kiss him deeply before pressing the condom into his hand. “Put this on while I get ready.”

Zack ripped the lube open and smeared the contents onto his right fingers. Then he reached behind and slid one finger in. Luckily, he was too turned on to be tense; opening himself was easy. He had the added bonus of John watching him hungrily to spur him on. He made certain to moan every time his finger brushed his prostate, just so he could see the tormented face John made. It was clear John was caught between his desire not to hurt Zack and his desire to fuck him senseless.

Zack couldn’t help drawing it out a little. He added a second finger and fucked himself slowly, drawing up only to shove back down. John gripped his thighs with white-knuckled fingers.

“Are you ready?” he asked through gritted teeth. “Christ, I can’t take this much longer. Watching you move like that is torture.”

Much as Zack was enjoying the teasing, his fingers just weren’t cutting it anymore. He needed to feel John’s cock fill him up. He removed his fingers and sat up on his knees so John could shimmy into the right position. Then Zack grabbed John’s cock and positioned it at his entrance.

John told him to go slow, but Zack was having none of it. He sank onto John in one fluid motion, not stopping until he was fully seated. They grunted in unison. Zack’s hips jerked of their own accord, and John’s cock seemed to touch all of him at once. Zack sucked in a breath. He loved this, feeling like he was so full he could burst. He loved topping as well, but he could never do it all the time. He needed this like he needed air.

John stroked his sides and murmured soothingly to him. Zack grabbed John’s shoulders for balance and then started grinding in his lap, reveling in the feeling of his cock moving inside him. John flung his head back and moaned. His fingers settled on Zack’s hips, urging him on.