Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 42829 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 214(@200wpm)___ 171(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42829 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 214(@200wpm)___ 171(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
“Let’s change into some comfortable clothes. Then you can meet me back here in the kitchen. I’ll throw together some snacks and we’ll see if I can tempt either one of you.”
“And we can talk?” Mack suggested.
“That’s a great idea. The first one done gets to ask the first question.”
As Mack digested that, Grey took off down the hall. “Hey! That’s cheating,” Mack accused, racing after him.
“You have less to take off than I do,” Grey suggested, looking over his shoulder before darting into the main bedroom.
Mack turned into the nursery. His suitcase was totally unpacked. He had to search through several drawers to find a pair of athletic shorts and a T-shirt. He quickly unfastened the front of his white dress shirt and tried to yank his arms out. “Damn it!” It took another few seconds to get those buttons coaxed through the buttonholes.
He threw that shirt onto the bed and went to work on his pants. He was just stepping out of his black trousers and his shoes when Grey’s voice announced, “Looks like I can start working on the first question to ask.”
CHAPTER 7
Mack almost fell over, and Grey rushed in to steady him. “Sorry, Little boy. I stopped to enjoy the view.”
Leaning against Grey’s hard chest, Mack felt his heart rate speed up. He loved the feel of Grey’s arms around him. This man was in amazing shape. Dressed in a tight-fitting T-shirt and cotton athletic shorts, his body was chiseled. “What do you do? Work out every spare minute you can?”
“I think that was a compliment,” Grey said with a laugh. “I’ll take it.” He pressed a kiss to the curve of Mack’s neck, making him shiver.
“Let’s get you safely undressed,” Grey suggested.
He stepped back and knelt at Mack’s feet. Mack started repeating the multiplication tables for the number eight to distract his body from realizing Grey’s face was right at dick level. Eight, sixteen, twenty-four… Those had been the bane of his existence in third grade. They didn’t help. He could feel his cock thickening and extending.
“You can brace yourself on my shoulder. Good. Now, lift this foot,” he requested, tapping on the toe of one shoe. He stripped it off and guided the now-tangled material over Mack’s foot before repeating the process on the other side. “There you are.”
Grey looked up Mack’s body, his eyes lingering on the growing bulge in the younger man’s boxers. “What would happen if I blew a stream of air?” He puckered his lips as if to carry through on his thought.
“I’ll explode through my boxers.”
Grey rose smoothly from the carpet, allowing his body to brush along Mack’s as he stood. Without thinking, Mack stepped in closer to press against the older man. When Grey’s arms wrapped around Mack, he closed his eyes to savor the sensations.
Feeling a warm kiss pressed to his shoulder, Mack whispered, “Daddy.” He hadn’t planned on saying that. It just popped out of his mouth. Instantly afraid he’d made a fatal blunder, he held his breath.
Strong fingers stroked through his hair, following the length down his back until they rested only on Mack’s skin. That touch radiated through his body. Grey’s second hand gathered a fistful of his hair at the base of his scalp and tugged, tilting Mack’s face up.
“Say it again, Little boy,” Grey commanded.
“Daddy,” Mack repeated, equally as breathy.
“You are so brave. I think you deserve a reward, don’t you?” Grey asked, leaning closer.
Mack nodded eagerly.
“Use your words, Mackie.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
A second later, Grey’s mouth crashed down on his. Gone was the sweet brush of lips. This kiss demanded his response. Grey slid his tongue into Mack’s mouth, tasting and exploring him. Mack tightened his hold around Grey’s waist, making sure the older man wouldn’t move away as he responded eagerly. Nothing had ever felt like this.
A wordless protest burst from Mack’s lips when Grey lifted his head. That kiss could have gone on forever. He moved forward to kiss him back, but the fingers tangled in his hair tightened to hold him in place.
“Daddy’s in charge.”
Before he could ask Grey what that meant, the charismatic man slid the hand pressed to his back down to cup one of Mack’s buttocks. He squeezed it slightly, as if wishing to draw Mack’s attention there. “You’ve had a male lover before?”
Mack’s cock jumped at the implication that Grey would take him. “Yes. Not for a while,” he admitted. His relationship with his previous roommate had fallen flat months ago. Mack suspected that was when his lover had started to dally.
“Stop thinking about whatever that is.”
Mack met Grey’s mesmerizing gray eyes and nodded. Living in the moment seemed like the right thing to do.
As a reward, Grey’s hand tightened on Mack’s butt as if testing the tautness. Mack flexed automatically, wanting to please him. The resulting low chuckle that emerged from Grey’s lips enchanted him. He enjoyed pleasing Grey.