Painted On My Heart Read Online book by Kindle Alexander

Categories Genre: Billionaire, Funny, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 169
Estimated words: 156808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 784(@200wpm)___ 627(@250wpm)___ 523(@300wpm)
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The moment Arik’s arms slid around his waist, he returned to the here and now.

“You having second thoughts?” Arik’s hands dropped to his ass and pulled them so that their cocks pressed together, no barriers, just flesh against flesh.

“Not at all. I was just thinking.”

“About something good, I hope.”

“It was. Honest,” he responded, not ready to share his fantasy just yet.

On his way to the bed, his gaze drifted across the room. He almost stumbled over his own feet at what he saw. He did a double take just to make sure he was right. His heart began to pound so loudly he was certain Arik had to have heard. The statue. His statue. The one he’d sold to Arik sat prominently on display. The light casting a surreal glow over the molded clay.

“It’s here. In your bedroom,” Kellus said, looking between his art and the man who now rummaged through the nightstand beside the bed. Arik lifted, looking over his shoulder. “It’s been everywhere with me. I decided if I invested in lighting, I might possibly leave it. I was looking like the old eccentric fool carrying that through the lobby with me,” Arik said, dropping several packets of condoms on the nightstand. A bottle of lube followed. Arik tossed that on the bed, then turned, giving him a wink.

“You take it with you to work?”

Arik came back to him, his fingertips softly tracing over every dip and ridge of his stomach.

“I’m connected to you. I’ve told you. It’s as if you made that piece especially for me.”

He wasn’t sure anyone had ever appreciated his work as much as this man in front of him. Kellus threaded his fingers with Arik’s, bringing him fully forward.

“Thank you,” Kellus whispered.

“For what?”

“For this. For tonight.”

“We’ve only just started,” Arik said, drawing him closer, placing open-mouthed kisses along his jawline as he turned him so his back was to the bed.

“And it’s already more than I ever hoped for.” Their lips touched as the back of his knees hit the mattress. At that moment, reality slammed into him, and the realization of what he was about to do was only compounded when Arik’s riged cock pressed against his. Self-doubt started to slash at his pleasure. This was so out of character for him; he didn’t do casual sex. Was he really going to go through with this? He wanted Arik, and he wanted this with Arik. But still, the uninvited thoughts threatened to derail the evening. He felt like he was going to hyperventilate, and his nerves made it hard to steady the tremors of anxious excitement racing through his body. Kellus fought to tamp down his apprehension and concentrate on the man in his arms.

Arik’s lips were soft but demanding against his. His heart leaped into his throat as he opened for Arik’s kiss. Their tongues brushed, and Kellus pushed away the negative thoughts trying to override his decision and gave himself over to the desire and hunger coursing through his veins. They went from zero to a hundred in less than a second. Arik’s hands slid down his back and cupped his ass, driving the kiss to a fevered pitch as they rocked against each other. Neither trying to dominate the other, but both exchanging equally in a frantic give and take.

Arik took the lead and urged him down on to the bed. The cool, soft covers underneath him warmed as Arik’s weight pressed him to the mattress. The heaviness eased, and the bed shifted as Arik switched positions and plastered his long body against Kellus’s side. Neither man broke from the frenzied kiss. His hands greedily explored every inch of Arik’s heated skin. Arik rolled forward deepening the kiss, his cock painting the side of Kellus’s thigh with sticky pre-come as he threw his leg across Kellus’s, keeping him close.

Arik’s strong fingers curled around the base of Kellus’s dick and did a searing glide up his shaft before dropping back down again. And that had his cock weeping with joy. Kellus arched his hips, driving his dick forward to help increase the friction.

“Your hand feels so good on me,” Kellus said through gritted teeth.

Arik didn’t say anything; he just bent his head and went to work, kissing a trail down his chest, stopping briefly to lick, suck, and tease his hardening nipples. Cool air marked the path of Arik’s tongue along his skin as he threaded his fingers in Arik’s soft hair and gently rested them there. Kellus never thought he’d know this moment again, and relished the feeling of warm revering lips and the occasional sting of Arik’s teeth as they moved down his body.

“I’ve wanted to taste you since the night I met you.” Arik’s mouth inched closer to his dick. So lost in the sensation of being wanted and worshiped, he forgot himself. Before he realized what was happening, Arik’s tongue flattened against the underside of his cock and Kellus froze. Those golden eyes stared up at him as the grip on the base of his dick tightened and Arik’s tongue began the torturous journey from root to tip.


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