Page 25 of Silver Fox in Cedarwood

“And?”Oh fuck…Len was touching him, but nothing good could come of Aiden’s response.

“He’s fine with us—well, if there is anus. He said he wanted me to be happy.” Len shrugged. “He’s not going to get upset if we’re together. He worries about me, but he trusts me. He knows I won’t try to date someone he tried to hook up with.”

Talk about the best news ever…“Are you serious?”

“Uh-huh. The age thing still seems strange to me, but I can deal. The biggest issue we’ve got to face is if the dogs keep getting along and if you’re good in the sack.” Len scooted closer to Isaac. Their thighs touched. He rested his hand, still holding Isaac’s, on his leg. His breath warmed Isaac’s cheeks. “I’m pretty good between the sheets—or so I’m told.”

“You are?” Isaac sagged into Len. “I guess I need to find out.” He faced Len and feathered his lips over Len’s. The man tasted good—like juice and sin. Was sin a taste? Isaac didn’t know. He slid his fingers into Len’s hair and massaged the back of his head.

Len swallowed Isaac’s moan. He palmed the growing bulge in Isaac’s pants.

Heat surged through Isaac’s body and centered in his belly. He scooted down in his seat and spread his legs. Being touched pleased him. His cock hardened beneath his jeans. The pressure from the zipper helped to keep some of his libido in check, but not much. He stopped touching the back of Len’s head and caressed Len’s cock through his trousers. When he opened his mouth, Len sucked on Isaac’s tongue.

“Yes,” Len said, then resumed kissing Isaac.

A shiver ran the length of Isaac’s spine. He needed more from Len but didn’t want to push. Who was he kidding? He craved everything from Len. He massaged Len’s dick through his pants. If he opened Len’s khakis, he’d find nirvana.

Len pulled away from Isaac for another moment. “Shit, that’s good.”

“Can be better.” He tugged the zipper on Len’s shorts down, then parted the fabric. Instead of finding underwear, he freed Len’s erection and stroked Len’s shaft. “Commando? Nice.” He hadn’t expected Len to be bare. He wrapped his fingers around Len’s cock and resumed kissing Len. His brain refused to function, but he knew what he wanted to do—drive Len wild. He gave in to the bliss.

“Isaac.” Len rested his forehead on Isaac’s. He closed his eyes. “I need to touch you.” He tore open Isaac’s jeans and freed his cock from beneath his boxer briefs. He moved in time with Isaac’s strokes.

Isaac panted. He rested his head on the back of the sofa. He couldn’t speak or breathe—not when all he could do was focus on caressing Len. A moan bubbled in his throat. His restraint thinned and he gritted his teeth. He wasn’t new at mutual masturbation, but damn. Len blew his mind. Wasn’t he supposed to be doing that to Len? He shuddered as the orgasm built within him. He’d passed the point of no return.

“Fuck.” Len growled. He jammed his dick into the circle of Isaac’s fingers. “Jesus.” Cum dribbled down Isaac’s hand.

The warmth on Isaac’s skin and the thrill of giving Len pleasure was more than Isaac could handle. The climax hit him hard and overwhelmed him. He trembled as he came on Len’s hand. He’d thought the orgasm in the shower had been enough, but this one rocked him to his core. He met Len’s gaze and tried to speak, but no words came out.

“Wow.” Len brushed his fingers over Isaac’s cheek. “So good.”

“Damn.” He sagged against the couch. “I don’t want to leave. Don’t think I can.” He chuckled. “My knees are weak.”

“Then stay.” Len rested his head on Isaac’s shoulder. “The dogs are good. We’re good. Stay tonight.”

He sighed. He hadn’t wanted to go anywhere anyhow. “You had me atthe dogs are good. I should’ve tucked work clothes into the trunk.”

“I’ll set an alarm.”

“You’re dangerous,” Isaac whispered. He’d fallen for Len. Even after a short time, he’d lost a piece of his heart. He hadn’t planned on falling in love, but he didn’t care.

“Why?” Len dragged his fingers down Isaac’s arm. The move lulled him.

“You’re smart, concerned, sweet and compassionate. Plus you’re handsome. I might be in over my head.” More like completely immersed and not interested in surfacing any time soon.

“Would you laugh if I said that was all part of my master plan?” Len kissed the side of Isaac’s neck. “I didn’t think I was going to want anyone after Keye passed. I know, bad time to mention it, but that’s the truth. I was on my own for a long time. Then I met Ross. I knew he wasn’t great, but I thought I could change him. I couldn’t.”

“You shouldn’t have to accept less than you deserve.” Considering Isaac had pushed away most suitors up to this point, he had no room to talk. Instead of not accepting less, he hadn’t wanted anyone.

“I wasn’t in a good place.” Len held Isaac tight. “I hate to admit it, but the TIA was a stroke of luck.” He groaned. “Horrible pun, but it’s true. My eyes were opened, and I realized I didn’t want to accept less. I bet that sounds corny.”

“Nope. I hadn’t plucked up the courage to ask you out before the other day because I thought you’d tell me I was too young.”

“Unless you’ve got plans to go somewhere, you’re right where I want you. With me.” Len chuckled. “I don’t need to look around. You’re here and I’m great.”

“Then we date and see where things go?”

“Yes.”

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