"I want you everywhere." Looking down at him, them, hell, he wanted to lick him, suck him, fuck him, sure. All of it. Hartley didn't really go just halfway with wanting someone. Especially not someone like Mick, because larger than life was putting it mildly.

He reached down to run his fingers first along Mick's shaft and then around them, feeling him, thick and heavy, pulsating against his skin. An experience that definitely made it difficult to focus on anything else. Priorities, damn it.

"Let me get condoms and lube."