Total pages in book: 169
Estimated words: 156808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 784(@200wpm)___ 627(@250wpm)___ 523(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 156808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 784(@200wpm)___ 627(@250wpm)___ 523(@300wpm)
“Wait. Come back…” He hadn’t necessarily meant for him to stop, maybe just slow it down…
“We’ll get to that, but first I want you to enjoy your treat.” Kellus leaned forward and kissed him. Kel’s warm skin slid along the top of his thighs and dangerously close to his eager dick as he moved. There were so many things he wanted to do in that moment, but instead of giving in to his lewd impulses, he clenched his fists at his sides, reminding himself to be good and let his lover take charge.
Kellus reached over to the cart and lifted the bowl of ice cream and a spoon. That wicked gleam flickered in his eyes as he searched the toppings. Not being one to pass up an opportunity, Arik ran his hands up the sides of Kellus’s thick thighs, letting his fingers caress back and forth through the soft hair covering Kel’s skin as his lover made his selections.
He watched with child-like amusement as Kellus topped the ice cream sundae with a healthy pour of the chocolate sauce from Dude, Sweet.
“I’m surprised you remembered that chocolate sauce,” he confessed as Kellus added whipped cream, and a cherry, then turned to fully face him. Kellus’s hair fell forward, and Arik reached up to brush it away. He loved that unruly lock of hair. He often used it as an excuse just to touch Kel’s face.
“I found the bottle in the cabinet when I started packing for the trip and thought about the night you bought it and how much you loved the taste. That’s what set this plan in motion.” Kellus’s smile was contagious. Happiness bubbled in Arik’s chest. He remembered that night too—one of his favorite memories. Arik reached forward, cupping Kel’s face, and pulled him forward.
“Thank you,” he said and pressed his lips to Kel’s. The kiss was both sweet and soft, absolutely perfect in his opinion. A tender exploration of lips and tongues. Kellus only lingered for a moment before pulling back from the kiss and sitting across his thighs again.
“Stop distracting me. I want you to enjoy your treat.”
“That’s exactly what I’m trying to do, but you keep stopping me,” Arik teased, his palms dropping possessively to Kel’s muscular thighs. Arik’s smile broadened as he watched a blush color Kellus’s cheeks.
“Here. Open.” Kellus brought the spoon to Arik’s mouth and brushed it across his lips.
Arik did as he’d been instructed and opened wide to accept the cold, sugary bite. His eyes rolled back in his head as the flavors of chocolate, bourbon, and sweet vanilla melted on his tongue. “Mmm… Damn, babe, that’s so fucking sinful.”
“There’s more where that came from.” Kellus leaned down and placed another spoonful against his lips. Opening his mouth, Arik took the decadent treat, then licked all the remaining sweetness from the cold spoon. His gorgeous lover’s gaze dropped to his mouth, and Kellus’s blue eyes darkened with lust. Kel’s warm tongue followed the bite, sliding across his lips. Arik moaned as he sucked Kel’s tongue into his mouth, desperate for a proper taste of his man. The kiss deepened, their tongues thrusting and delving, then retreating to lick at wet, sticky lips.
When his guy broke the kiss and sat back to reload the spoon, Arik stretched his arms behind him. He gripped the back of the lounger and rolled his hips against Kellus, seeking relief. It wasn’t until Kellus turned back to feed him that his weight shifted to all the right places. Arik bit his lip as Kellus playfully let the ice cream and chocolate sauce drip down his chin and onto his chest, then chased it with his tongue. Kellus’s beard rasped across his sensitive nipples as he licked wet paths across his heated flesh. The tip of Kel’s tongue snaked across his collarbone, down his chest, then curled around his nipple. Arik sucked in a breath when Kel nipped him with sharp teeth then soothed the sting with a drop of melting ice cream. Arik gently gripped Kel’s head reverently with his fingertips and rocked against him, watching entranced as his lover explored his skin with his tongue. When he couldn’t deny his desire any longer, Arik tenderly palmed Kel’s face and urged him up, their mouths connecting as Kel’s body slid over his.
It wasn’t long before they were both sticky, covered with the sweet sugary coating, but neither seemed to care. It was filthy and nasty and Arik fucking loved every second. He squirmed against Kel in an attempt to escape the cold sting of the ice cream as it dripped from the bowl and puddled on his skin. The antique chaise lounge he’d bought as a celebratory gift for himself shortly after the resort’s grand opening, groaned under their combined weight as he rubbed his back against the soft velvet in hopes of stopping the tickling of the ice cream trickling down his ribs and escaping by way of his back.