Page 28 of A Winter Admire
Rough fingers trailed down his back, and Edwin trembled at the feather-light sensation.
Sinoe pulled back. “Are you cold?”
“No.” Edwin shook his head. “Not anymore.”
Sinoe nuzzled his neck. “I worry so much when I see you outside in the snow. Humans are so sensitive to the cold, and I hate the idea of you becoming sick and unwell.” He nipped at Edwin’s neck, and Edwin shuddered. “I just want to make sure you are safe and warm.”
“Then keep me warm,” Edwin said, wanting to be bold.
Sinoe stepped backwards, tugging Edwin towards the bed. “I promise. For as long as you let me.”
ChapterTwenty-One
Edwin wanted to ask if Sinoe meant it, if he’d really stay with him as long as he wanted. But then Sinoe unlaced his woollen breeches—letting them drop to the floor, revealing his flush, erect cock—and any thoughts he had tumbled from his brain.
Reaching for him, Sinoe tugged Edwin towards him, and he went willingly. Sinoe undid Edwin’s pants, and Edwin fumbled out of them. Sinoe took a step backwards, gaze travelling up and down Edwin’s body, inch by inch.
Edwin blushed at the hungry appraisal. His own body was less impressive than Sinoe’s. He was less toned and scrawnier, but Sinoe didn’t seem to mind.
“Stunning,” Sinoe whispered. “You’re stunning.” He pecked him on the lips. “Now on the bed with you.”
Edwin scampered onto the bed. He took off his glasses and placed them on his bedside table before lying on his back. Sinoe straddled Edwin’s shins and ran calloused hands along his skin.
Goosebumps appeared in the wake of Sinoe’s touch. The feather-light caresses felt like they were almost too much. Sinoe ran his hands along his thighs, his hips, his stomach, and his chest, exploring him. Edwin had never been touched with so much care and affection before. It felt overwhelming, like he was coming apart beneath Sinoe’s hands.
“Edwin,” Sinoe whispered as he lay on top of him.
Edwin groaned as Sinoe’s weight settled on him, pressing him into the linen. Sinoe fused their mouths together and slotted his leg between Edwin’s. Edwin wrapped his arms around Sinoe.
Edwin revelled in the feel of their cocks sliding against each other. They kissed and ground, taking their time as they learned the feel of their bodies moving together.
Whilst living in Bordertown, Edwin had found people to seek pleasure with. Usually a quick fumble, both individuals relieving themselves before moving on. Never like this drawn-out pleasure mixed with affectionate caresses and kisses.
Then again, Edwin had never believed he was deserving of such tenderness and care. That belonged to those who were worthier or more beautiful than himself. It belonged to those who were loved.
But as Sinoe slid back down, raining kisses on his skin, reverently running fingers along the curves and flats of his body, Edwin could almost believe he was beautiful and worthy. That he was loved.
“Beautiful. You’re so beautiful.” Sinoe nibbled at his hip bone, then nuzzled at the seam between groin and thigh.
Edwin gasped and writhed. Fluid dribbled from the tip of his cock. Sinoe ran his finger along the slit, collecting the seed before bringing his finger to his mouth. He lapped at it with his tongue. Edwin had never seen anything so arousing in his life. Sinoe took Edwin’s member in hand and stroked him firmly, and Edwin thrust into the tight grip.
Leaning forward, Sinoe licked around the swollen head before taking him into his mouth. Edwin’s eyes fell shut as he lost himself in the feel of the sublime, wet heat, of the suction moving up and down his member. Pleasure pooled and grew inside him as Sinoe continued to suck his cock. Edwin’s whole body trembled as he felt himself peaking.
“Wait!” Edwin begged.
Sinoe pulled back, dark lips swollen and shiny.
Edwin swallowed, trying to get his breath back. “I want… Will you fuck me?”
Sinoe smiled. “Of course.” He squeezed Edwin’s thighs.
Edwin reached to the bedside table. He yanked the drawer open and pulled out the small glass bottle of scented oil. He always used it alone. Although, this past month, he always thought of Sinoe when he did.
He held the bottle out, and Sinoe took it. With a gentle nudge of his hand, Sinoe pushed his legs apart. Edwin felt open and vulnerable in this position, laid out for Sinoe’s gaze.
He held his breath as Sinoe poured the oil on his fingers and then reached between Edwin’s legs. He shuddered at the feel of Sinoe’s cool fingers at his hole. He willed himself to relax as Sinoe pressed his finger inside, invading his body. It had been a while since he’d taken someone.
Sinoe slid his fingers in and out. “How does that feel?”
