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)
“Leo, now.”
He didn’t have to ask twice. Leo thrust forward just enough for Zolt’s sphincter to swallow the cockhead. “Oh, fuck. So good,” he groaned, kissing the back of Zolt’s shoulder and sliding his arms around Zolt’s waist. He was hard, throbbing heat, and Zolt loved it despite the discomfort that had him burying his face in the covers. Leo must have noticed, because he stilled, gently rubbing Zolt’s back without saying a word.
Outside, Zolt heard someone having a conversation, but Leo and him were in their own little world, and no one else was allowed in. His muscles relaxed, and he arched his hips, wordlessly inviting in more of that hard length.
“Slow now,” he whispered, focusing on how Leo felt inside him, on the kisses and caresses.
One of Leo’s hands climbed up, squeezing his pec again and again, as if he couldn’t get enough of it. But Leo wasn’t about to stop and, inch by inch, he pushed his dick into Zolt. There was no other man Zolt would’ve allowed on top. Leo was everything good in his life, worth so much more than the saved-up cash, the gold bars, or the pawn shop itself.
But those mushy thoughts dispersed when Leo pressed his hips to Zolt’s ass with a groan of satisfaction. “Does it feel good?” he asked despite surely wanting to fuck Zolt hard and fast. Because he cared not to hurt his lover.
“Yes,” Zolt said, already soft on the inside. He peeked over his shoulder, and when Leo’s gaze met his, it sent a firebolt to his balls, which were so pleasantly squeezed between the pillow and his body. “I knew you would.”
Leo grinned and kissed him before moving on top of Zolt again, pulling out at an agonizing pace only to rock his cock back in. He slid his hand down Zolt’s stomach, and as he intensified the pace of their fucking, he wrapped his fingers around Zolt’s dick.
Zolt already knew they’d be repeating this. He still had an inkling Leo would bottom more often, as that guy was hungry for cock and loved a leader in bed, but the excitement and tenderness with which he touched Zolt told its own story.
He didn’t need thoughts or worries when he could just feel, and as Leo got into the rhythm, his lips always at the back of Zolt’s neck, dotting damp kisses all over, Zolt let go and gave up all control to his lover. The cock kept brushing against his prostate, and while he was almost too sensitive at first, the feeling transformed into a pleasant ache that radiated over his body until he couldn’t help but rock back.
Leo’s thrusts became harder, his hips slapping against Zolt’s ass over and over until staying still was no longer possible and Zolt bit down on the fabric to dull the noises coming from his throat. Zolt got damp with sweat, already tightening his ass in the anticipation of upcoming orgasm. He was so close all he’d need to finish on the spot was Leo jerking him off faster.
Just imagining Leo’s gorgeous cock driving into made desire pool in his balls, but when Leo sped up and bit down on Zolt’s shoulder, there was no doubt in Zolt that Leo was about to finish inside of him.
“Go on. Fill me up,” he rasped, clutching the comforter and pushing back so the thrusts could have even more impact. Hot butterflies buzzed in his stomach when Leo tightened his hold on him, and he let out a moan when hot spunk shot deep inside him at last.
The last few thrusts were punishingly hard, but Zolt relished in the ache they caused, soothed by Leo’s fingers milking him at a rapid pace.
Not having to worry about noise, or the need for secrecy, Zolt relaxed in Leo’s arms, knowing they’d stay like this for as long as he wished.
With the cock pulsing inside him, the familiar hand pulled him to the edge, and he dove off the cliff, only to find himself cradled against his lover’s firm chest.
It had hit him yesterday, as he and Leo showered, that with this man he didn’t have to surround himself with a rock-solid wall. Leo would love him through the good and the bad.
“Oh. You know what?” Leo said out of the blue, sliding off Zolt and hugging him on top of the sweaty sheets. “When you prospect, we can roleplay gay prospect and curious biker.” He wiggled his eyebrows and kissed Zolt with a sated smile, clinging to him as if Zolt were his childhood teddy bear.
Zolt chuckled, tired yet blissfully content. “We can play that one out many times,” he said, leaning in to nuzzle Leo’s face as he enjoyed the heat lingering in their bodies. “As long as you’re as good as you were now.”