Page 36 of Lorcan
Pretty much the best orgasm ever, and you’re still lightheaded.
So yeah, I wasn’t moving.
He leaned over to press a kiss to my lips.
When I tried to deepen it, he pulled back—a naughty grin on his face. He grasped the top button on my jean shirt and undid it.Then the next. And the next. Soon, he had them all undone, and he pushed the sides apart.
The chilled air hit my nipples, and they pebbled.
Cody raked his gaze over my chest.
What does he see?
Plenty of chest hair. Nearly a pelt. More than a few grays mixed in with the dark brown. A soft belly. Two years away from the construction sites, and I’d gone a little, uh, flabby.
I resisted the urge to cover myself.
He pressed another kiss to my lips.
This time, I didn’t try to deepen it. I merely accepted the gentleness with which it was offered. Enjoyed the softness of those amazing lips.
He moved his attention to my neck, nibbling his way down. He stroked his hands up and down my chest—using just the right amount of fingernails.
I moaned.
He took a nipple into his mouth. He worked the bud between his teeth and bit. None too gently.
My body tightened. My nerves went on high alert. My cock made a valiant effort to rise.
Alas, that wasn’t happening.
That said, he pressed a kiss to my shaft before he pulled back. Then, slowly, he rose. He yanked his henley over his head. The heather-green color suited him, but naked was even more impressive.
I’d had the sense he was bigger than he appeared. He downplayed his looks—likely because he wanted to be taken seriously.
His light-brown hair was a little mussed. His chest hair was a shade darker than the hair on his head. It sprinkled across his chest and arrowed down to his happy trail. His abs were tight—but not washboards. That fact almost made me feel better withmy own soft middle. His pecs were impressive, and his nipples—mauve-colored—puckered in the lightly chilled air.
He undid the button of his jeans, then slowly slid the zipper down.
I licked my lips at the impressive bulge in his itty, bitty, tiny gray briefs.
Slowly, he slid both them and his jeans down his hips. Carefully, so he could liberate that beautiful cock. Said cock stuck straight out and was surrounded by a nice nest of tidy pubic hair.
“Oh man.” I sighed the words as he grasped his shaft.
He spit on his hand, got a firm grip, and tugged.
A drop of precum beaded at the tip.
I’d never wanted to do anything more than to lick it, but he was already jacking himself.
His intense gaze held mine.
His motions became more and more frantic as his breathing increased.
Sweat sheened across his brow.
I licked my lips.
