No Strings Attached

Chapter 8

Nunew woke up to a warm and nice feeling. He had never felt so comfortable in his own bed before. He smiled and then sighed as he snuggle closer to the source of warmth.

Was his comforter really that comfortable? Usually he woke up cold and empty. But not today.
He had never found this balance. This bone melting warmth that just made him want to close his eyes and snuggle forever to the source of heat.

Someone move in his back and the comfortable comforter tighten it's wrap on him. So now his comforter moving on its own?

He sleepily opened his eyes. A big mascular arms greeted him just a few inches away from his face. Then something moved again and he felt something hard on his back.

Fully awake, He heard the soft breathing behind him, felt the warm breath tingling his nape. He felt too the warm mascular chest on his back. Zee was curled around him. His huge frame engulfing him. An arm was slung across his shoulder while one of Zee's powerful thighs was wedged between his legs.

Zee moved a little behind him and the course hair on Zee's thigh scraped his smooth hairless legs.

He can't help but gasped. He felt even more hotter.
The memories of last night flashed before his eyes. Their wild sex at the Italian Restaurant, the ride to his apartment building, the frantic sex on the couch and the slow, toe-curling lovemaking on his bed. He close his eyes to stop the HD flashbacks of memories.

SEX, He corrected himself. It wasn't love making. It was sex. He needs to always remember that.

He remove the blanket from his body and carefully get away from Zee's tight embrace but the latter only tighten his hold on his shoulder.

"Where are you going?" Zee's voice was rough from sleep.

He tried not to tremble with Zee's commanding voice. He tried to stood up again but Zee, once again tighten his embrace. The bastard even pressed his thigh harder into his sex. The sensation of hard muscle and course hair scraping his flesh brough electric heat flaring between his legs.

"Stop that." He hissed.

Zee bit his shoulder. "Where are you going?"

"Work. It's almost break of dawn. I need to get ready for work."

"It's holiday, Nunew."

He blinks. Zee is right. Today is a Holiday (Vesak Day) is celebrated all over Thailand.

Zee nuzzled his neck, his left hand holding his nipple while the other cupping his butt cheek and making him dizzy. "Let's stay in bed and be lazy." Zee pull him closer and press his body even more towards him.

He can't help but laugh with Zee's antics. "Yah! You're big and heavy."

He can feel that Zee was smiling too on his back.

"And you're so small, smooth and freaking soft."

"I'm not small. I'm five-nine, that's not small."

"Hmm." Zee massaged his tender butt cheeks and the heat coiled in his belly. "Yup, not small."

He cover his face with a pillow to stop himself from moaning. The pillow smell like Zee and he forced himself not to inhale too obviously.

It was just decadent; woodsy, earthy, sensual with a bit of spice and danger. It was sex in the bottle. But that was probably because of Zee. If only he can capture all of that ingredient, and Zee's natural scent, he can definitely make the ultimate aphrodisiac perfume. It would surely make him super rich.

He wanted to slap himself. Zee took him thrice last night but here he was, hot and needy again. His nipples were tender and red from Zee's suckling and his tiny entrance sore from Zee's heavy strokes and thrusts last night.