But instead of a little peck, the early morning warmth that had been created when they were making love was still there, and Paris dropped the phone and let it lay unattended as he melted into Grant’s arms.
Grant gathered Paris close, not caring that the jerk on the other end of the line had to wait. The passion between them was too good to stop now. It seemed to fuel his desire, so with his body hard against Paris’s, and their cocks riding each other, he began a bucking motion that brought moans and whimpers to his lips as he felt himself get lost once more in the insane race for a hot and flaming orgasm. And then suddenly his passion was at its height. His cum began to build and rise and then bubble until suddenly there was a mad spew, one burst after the other while they held each other tightly in their arms.