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)
What a fucking sight to behold. And all Zolt’s. If he played his cards right, his arrangement with Leo might even continue once Leo was back to living with his family. For now though, he was here—available and deliciously tanned.
Zolt couldn’t have undressed any faster, and helped Leo get off his last sock before pushing him into the shower stall. “Exactly where I want you.”
“Does it hurt?” Leo put his hand on Zolt’s solar plexus where Kane had punched him, leaving an ugly bruise Zolt only now noticed.
“Not as much as my pride. But I’ll be fine,” he said, looking at the way Leo rubbed the darkened flesh, as if hoping the touch might make Zolt feel better. He left Leo on the edge of the stall and switched on the water, which sprayed him with its first icy droplets.
Leo snorted when he saw Zolt cringe. “Are you trying to shield me? I would have never taken you for a gentleman.” Yet when their eyes locked, Leo showered Zolt with so much tenderness it seemed to heat up the cold water.
The few hours of rejection made Leo irresistible, and his kisses—sweet as the damn marshmallows. Zolt hated their texture, but on Leo's lips, their flavor was heaven. He'd taken Leo's affection for granted but now he knew he'd have to work for it, that he wouldn't get to treat Leo however he wanted just because he was the only dick available.
“You can warm me up as a thank you,” he said, rubbing his cheek against Leo’s shoulder.
Leo ran his hands up Zolt’s back, sending shivers warmer than the water up his spine. “And how would I do that?”
His naked presence alone was enough, and Zolt squeezed the frame of muscles that made up Leo’s back. “Let’s be technical about this. Start with kissing me.”
Leo snorted, but then leaned in for a tender peck to Zolt’s lips. “We are long past technical I’m afraid.” He didn’t let Zolt answer and delved in with his tongue, backing him into the wall and never letting their lips part.
Air left Zolt’s lungs when his back hit the tiles, but as the cool water reached his feet and made his toes curl, the pull of Leo’s touch made him stay put. Fingers dove into his beard and massaged his flesh with rare gentleness, kneading him into the shape Leo wanted.
It wasn’t usual for Zolt to relinquish control of the situation, but Leo’s chest fit so well next to his, and when their lips locked in a hypnotizing dance, he pushed his palms down the warm body next to his, resting them above the buttocks.
As they kissed, he hadn’t noticed when the water became warm, creating steam in the shower. He’d had a few drinks at the card game, so maybe that was what made him all mushy inside, but the lightheadedness was growing with the ferocity of their kiss. Leo’s touch made all the misery of the day wash off Zolt, allowing him to forget everything beyond their steamy bubble of closeness.
He prized his eyes open, and Leo must have sensed it, because he looked at him just two seconds later, dark blue eyes soft and so pliant Zolt itched to make them roll back in pleasure. Instead, he let his fingers roll down Leo’s shoulders and rest on his torso. “How about I take care of you now?”
“And how would you do that?”
Zolt smirked and got to his knees, relishing the flush on Leo’s cheeks.
Leo gasped. “How are you this irresistible?”
Heat soaked Zolt’s insides when his gaze briefly passed over the tiny scar on the underside of Leo’s jaw. “I don’t know. Am I?” he asked, leaning closer to the trail of hair leading the way to his real destination. But he didn’t want to get there yet and rolled his face against Leo’s navel. The tense muscles were like bumps under skin, and he pressed even closer, breathing in the damp air that now smelled of Leo’s arousal.
“You are, idiot. I like you far too much.” When Leo swallowed hard, his muscles moved against Zolt’s face. He was such a hunk, Zolt’s to enjoy every day. For as long as he was here.
Zolt flinched in surprise when hot droplets hit his back and ass, but he didn’t look up to check how much Leo had moved the showerhead and sank lower instead, sliding the tip of his nose down the soft cock. The toned thighs spread in response, and Zolt pushed his hand between, rubbing the hair-dusted skin as he gave the cockhead its first lick.
“I’ve gotten some good head in my life, but never as good as from you,” Leo whispered, as if he were embarrassed to say it out loud, but there was no shyness in the way he stroked Zolt’s hair.