A/N: Mature content ahead...
I moved easily with him, the tension thick and hot between us already. My cock was hard, stretching my underwear in a thick line along my thigh. My heart thudded, and more than anything, I itched to run my hands along that soft, warm skin.
Gideon caressed my cheeks with his palms, rubbing his fingertips along the short hairs at the back of my neck. By the time we hit the bed, I was already unbuttoning his blazer and shoving it off his arms, impatiently working on his shirt next.
“So many fucking layers.”
“Sorry. Next time, I’ll go naked.”
I snorted with laughter as I fumbled with buttons around Gideon’s belly. “One layer only,” I instructed my boss -- my boyfriend. “T-shirt and boxers. That makes for easy access.”
The whole while, he kept touching all of my bare skin, running his hands along my shoulder and over my chest and stomach, down my thigh, up my sides…
It was driving me wild not to feel Gideon’s warmth blanketing my own directly yet, and I growled under my breath as I fought with his pants next.
He nudged my hands away. “I’ll get those,” he promised, looking amused.
“Fine.” I hauled him in, a hand on each cheek, to kiss him hard instead.
He licked his way into my mouth, panting for breath while he squirmed to kick his underwear and pants off.
“Yes,” I moaned against his lips, then sucked on the tip of his tongue until his hardness rubbed against my thigh.
Oh, that was impossible to miss.
Then his thumbs hooked in his waistband and hauled down his underwear, the elastic catching on his cock and then popping free.
And all that was left was skin on skin, heat burning between our bodies with the friction as we rubbed up and down against each other, grinding and reveling in naked bliss.
“Oh god, you feel amazing,” he moaned into my mouth, still kissing me until my lips just about hurt.
I couldn’t keep my moan quiet, and I didn’t want to. I ran my nails lightly up his back and arched mine, finally breaking away from the kiss to try to catch my breath.
With that wicked smile, it was clear Gideon had no intentions of letting me. He kissed gently along my jaw, then down my throat and along my neck. Before long, those warm lips were pressing kisses along my collarbone.
My chest heaved for breath, and that was before his tongue swiped across a nipple.
“Fuck!” I exclaimed, my breath rasping in my throat. “Oh, sweet Jesus. Gideon!”
“Mmhmm?” he hummed, his lips closing around one sensitive nub.
It only took a few flicks of his tongue before need was throbbing through my body. I ground up into his stomach as I gasped for breath. “You little… holy fuck.”
Gideon sucked firmly now, pinching his lips around the skin. A wave of heat crashed through my body, my muscles tightening and twitching with arousal. I was on edge now.
His hand wandered across my thigh and between my legs, his fingertips trailing under my cock and along my balls. I moaned sharply with approval, spreading my legs.
“I haven’t fucked a single guy since we met.”
Gideon’s murmured confession left me even more breathless than warm breath across my damp skin.
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Not Just A Pretty Face
Romance[COMPLETED] Leonel James desperately needed a job. After his boyfriend stole his money and took off, he needed to figure out how to pay his rent. Gideon Hall, CEO of one of the most famous modeling agencies Prestige, is looking for an executive assi...
