Page 39 of Silver Fox in Cedarwood

Isaac caressed Len’s chest. He pinched Len’s nipples. The more he touched his lover, the more he wanted to keep doing it. Len, so taut and perfect, weathered but sexy, was everything Isaac had ever wanted.

“I wondered if you’d like this,” Len said. “If you’d ever like me.”

“Of course.” He nipped Len’s chest. “I love it.”

“I wasn’t sure we’d get together.” Len curled into him. “Like you’d come to your senses and walk.”

“Never.” The pull was too strong. “I wondered if you’d ever see me as more than your doctor.”

“I couldn’t help myself.” Len scooted off Isaac’s lap and onto the floor. He opened Isaac’s pants. “You’ve seen me in every way. Happy, sad, naked, crushed…”

“Built up again,” Isaac said. “I’ve felt you, too.” He slid down in his seat and loved the passion in Len’s eyes. The scent of Len’s cologne wrapped around him. He was right where he should be—with Len. He caressed Len’s cheek. “No regrets.”

“None?” Len withdrew Isaac’s cock.

“Nope.” He sucked in a ragged breath as chilly air caressed his dick. The tip of his erection shimmered. He craved Len and couldn’t wait for Len to engulf him in his perfect heat. “Do what makes you happy.”

“Of course I will.” Len licked his lips. Fire lit in his eyes. He nuzzled Isaac’s cock, then fondled his balls. Heat enveloped Isaac.

Isaac spread his legs. He needed this more than his next breath.

Len sucked Isaac’s cock to the hilt. Warmth, wet and hard. Len buried his nose in Isaac’s dark curls before he pulled back. He built into a steady rhythm and caressed Isaac with his velvet tongue. He swallowed and hummed. The vibration slid down his spine.

Isaac palmed the back of Len’s head. No way he’d rush this. Even the scrape of Len’s teeth on his shaft was perfect. Something coiled tight in his belly. Orgasm started in his veins. But love with Len was always like this—overwhelming. He moved his hips, giving Len more access. “Len.”

No sound came out, but Len bobbed his head faster and joy sparkled in his eyes. Bliss radiated on his face. His hair tickled Isaac’s belly.

The coil tightened and Isaac’s control held by a thread. He rested his head on the back of the sofa. His thoughts muddled. He tugged lightly on Len’s hair. “Yes.”

Len opened his eyes for a moment. A wicked smile pulled across his lips. He looked so pretty with a cock in his mouth. Len fondled Isaac’s balls.

Isaac’s control shattered. “Fuck me,” he bit out. He jammed his dick in his lover’s mouth.

Len sucked hard, drawing the climax out of Isaac. His balls tingled and he came. He panted. “Oh, my God.” He stared at the ceiling and let go of Len. He’d never be the same. Ever.

“Good?” Len licked him clean. “Yum.”

He focused on his lover and wanted to say something witty, but his words were gone. He sighed.

“I love that contented smile.” Len stood. He wrestled Isaac’s pants off him, then dropped his own trousers. “I need to make love to you.”

“Don’t tell me,” Isaac managed. “Just do it.”

“I will.” Len stroked Isaac’s cock. “Once I get a rubber and lube.”

Details…Isaac sprawled on the couch and gathered his bearings. “Holy shit.” Len had blown his mind again.

Len returned with a condom and the bottle of lube. “I’d keep these in here, but they’d probably be found by those we don’t want to find them.”

“Probably.” He was still reeling, but he knew what Len meant. The dogs got into everything.

Len settled between Isaac’s knees again. He kissed him and stroked Isaac’s now limp dick. “My favorite place is right here with you.”

“Is it?”

“Or in you.” Len grinned. He dribbled lube on his fingers and folded Isaac in half. “I love your ass.”

“Do you?” He wasn’t good at making sense after an orgasm.

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