The foreman rolled over and turned it off, then rolled right back against Caine, nuzzling his neck. Caine smiled and pressed back into the kiss and into the erection he could feel nudging his backside. He turned in Macklin’s arms, sliding a hand between them to caress the other man through his pajamas. “Don’t start something we don’t have time to finish,” Macklin groaned. Caine gave the hard cock a last, lingering stroke before leaning up to kiss Macklin. “Tomorrow morning, when no one is expecting us at breakfast, I’m going to give you a proper wake-up call.” “And what would that be?” Macklin asked, his voice husky. Caine licked his lips, easily imagining running his lips over Macklin’s chest and down to the waistband of his pajamas and beyond. “What do you think?” “Bloody hell,” Macklin groaned. “I’m not going to be able to stop thinking about what you’d look like with your mouth on me.” “Good,” Caine said with a triumphant smile. “It’ll keep you warm when we’re outside today.”
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