Total pages in book: 128
Estimated words: 119011 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 595(@200wpm)___ 476(@250wpm)___ 397(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 119011 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 595(@200wpm)___ 476(@250wpm)___ 397(@300wpm)
He couldn’t help but clench his ass as the reality of what he was about to allow dawned on him.
“I’ve been thinking about this for so long,” Zolt confessed, letting go of the aching flesh and teasing it with the tip of his tongue.
“Just remember, first timer, okay?” Leo chuckled, but every nerve ending in his body twitched in response to the touch. He was about to do this. He’d let another man do what his brothers mocked, and he’d submit willingly.
Despite the quiet and safety of the room, his insides twisted with anticipation, like that one time when he’d ridden his bike straight into a storm. First, he’d been hit by the wall of rain, then drenched to the bone as he listened to thunder, and watched lightning roll through the clouds above. He’d been ill for days, yet he would have done it again, because the thrill of that ride had been too exhilarating to miss.
He stiffened, his thoughts clashing as if they all came to an abrupt stop when Zolt hooked his fingers on the sides of Leo’s underwear and lowered it. It was nothing out of the ordinary—lovers had undressed Leo countless times—but knowing that Zolt’s interest lay in his backside rather than his dick had him stiffening, mind and body locked in struggle to decide whether he should stay put or run.
The decision was made for him when denim and sharp teeth of Zolt’s open zipper rubbed against his naked buttocks. But it was the hard cock poking him through Zolt’s underwear that made Leo muscles turn to ice.
“You sure—here?” Leo again meant to ask why they couldn’t fuck in bed, but when Zolt’s cock touched bare skin, he could no longer catch his breath. There had never been a man Leo would have allowed this close.
Something about their energy in moments like this was beyond pure lust. When they kissed, breathless after orgasm, lazily tangled in the sheets, Leo’s heart beat as if it wanted to jump out of his chest and kiss Zolt’s.
“Here,” Zolt whispered before pulling Leo’s T-shirt up so rapidly it got caught on Leo’s face. “That’s where I want you.”
“Oh. Okay,” Leo mumbled, his voice muted by cotton.
Every time he relaxed just a little, Zolt pressed that thick meat against his ass, making him tense all over again. Which was stupid.
He was a biker, almost thirty years old, and an experienced lover, yet what he was about to allow broke all the rules he’d been brought up with.
You always stood your ground against other men.
You hid any vulnerability.
You saved your sensitive side for your woman.
But Zolt wasn’t a woman, which made navigating this… thing they shared so extremely hard. Where women were like friendly shores, their warm arms offering a moment of peaceful relaxation, Zolt was all ragged edges and storms Leo might not leave in one piece.
He let out a whimper when Zolt freed his cock, and it tapped the crack of Leo’s ass as it sprang free of the confining underwear.
Zolt hummed and squeezed Leo’s ribs, as if he wanted to not only hold Leo for the fuck but break him.
Leo’s knees were so embarrassingly soft, he bowed to steady himself against the table. He arched his back in the process, eager to show off the muscles Zolt so loved. That throbbing hot cock pressing at his ass was another matter. That, he had no idea how to deal with. In no way had he prepared for this.
“Y-you’ve got a lot of experience with this, right?” Leo whispered, despite knowing the answer. He just wanted some reassurance, but it felt like asking a bull at the rodeo how many cowboys he’d thrown to the dirt.
Zolt grabbed his hair and pulled his head back until it rested on Zolt’s shoulder. Their eyes met, and Leo felt his insides twist in that strange mixture of fear and excitement when Zolt stared at him with the demanding gaze. “Never had to work on anyone as hard as on you though.”
Leo swallowed, daring to smile. “Is that a compliment?”
Zolt’s nostrils flared, and he licked along Leo’s mouth. There was nothing Leo could do to stop himself from shivering in response. Despite his worries, his anxiety about all this, his cock couldn’t have been harder. As if his body had only been waiting for him to ignore the rules instilled in Leo from a young age.
“Maybe,” Zolt said and kissed him again.
As Leo closed his eyes, he allowed for the storm called Zolt to drench him. There would be no turning back, not because he’d agreed to do this, but because he wanted it. He gasped when Zolt’s rock hard erection slid between his buttocks. Zolt twisted Leo’s nipple hard, as if he wanted to punish him for what Leo’s brothers had done, but then kissed him with the passion of a man in love.