Beyond the Spanish Road by Annie Kaye

Beyond the Spanish Road by Annie Kaye

Author:Annie Kaye [Kaye, Annie]
Language: eng
Format: epub


I WAS warm, cradled in a soft bed, and perfectly happy. My mother was rubbing my back softly and singing me a song. After a moment, though, I realized I didn’t recognize the song. Or the language in which it was sung. Or my mother’s voice.

Startled, I quickly raised my head, and looked directly into Gaspard’s eyes. He was lying close beside me, and his hand was gently gliding up my spine from my bottom to my shoulders. The sun had dropped considerably toward the horizon behind Gaspard. His curls had dried in a wild array as he slept, and the sun shone through them, creating a halo around his head. When my startled eyes confronted his, he simply smiled and said, “Shhh, Javi.”

“Gaspard…?” I asked.

“I didn’t want to wake you,” he whispered. “But I couldn’t resist. Your back….” His eyes left my face and followed his hand as he stroked across my shoulder blades. “So smooth.”

I stretched out long on the blanket, luxuriating in the feel of his hand as it caressed me. As I stretched I rolled slightly onto my side, facing him. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes bore into mine. His hand traveled as I rolled, sliding from my back to my hip, coming to rest there. I propped my head on my arm, mirroring his pose. With my other hand I reached out to trace a line from his shoulder, my eyes following my hand down across his chest, following the valley between the muscles there and through the small wisps of hair nestled between them. My fingers continued down, across the waves that rippled over his stomach. A small trail of dark hair started below his navel, beckoning my hand to continue down to where the hair thickened.

I hesitated and looked at his face. His eyes were closed, his lips parted slightly. His face was a mix of rapture and anxious anticipation. His tongue came out to moisten his top lip, and my face gravitated toward that tongue; my nose was almost touching his when he opened his eyes. They held desire, longing, and wonder. I paused for just a moment to take in those eyes, and then I leaned in and pressed my lips to his.

As our lips held together, I heard his sharp intake of breath. I released his lips and captured them again, several times in succession, with him responding each time I did. I felt his hand leave my hip and travel up my arm; when it reached my shoulder, he grasped gently, pulling my body closer to his. The arm that was supporting his head reached out to me, sliding under my neck. I shifted my body to lie flush with his. As I did, my engorged phallus touched his. His intimate skin touching mine sent a shock of pleasure throughout my groin. My hips thrust against my will and my hardness pushed into the smooth skin of his abdomen.

“Sorry,” I whispered, dropping my eyes away from his.

“Don’t apologize,” he murmured, pulling me closer still.



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