His Brutal Heart (West Coast Mobsters Book 2) by Leighton Greene

Author:Leighton Greene [Greene, Leighton]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-02-22T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 28

SANDRO

I lean over, grab Teddy’s wrists, and guide his hands to his thighs. “Hold your legs open for me. I want to see that pretty little hole.”

He pulls his thighs apart eagerly, tucking his hips up, and my suspicions are confirmed: Teddy MacCallum is a work of art from the tips of his golden hair to the balletic arch of his feet, from his plush, wet mouth to the delicate flush of his asshole.

“Please…” He bites his lip. “Alessandro, please. Make me—make me yours.”

It’s the cheesiest line I’ve ever heard, awkward even from those perfect lips, but his inexperience, his eagerness—they make me tender. I rub his nipples more gently now, watching his hole squeeze tight at the sensation, and then I can stand it no more.

“I want to taste you.” I pull my chair back in, and sit down, letting my eyes continue their feast. From this angle, his body has become hills and valleys, shadows and highlights under the dim light from the hallway. He’s silken floss where I am thick black curls, and his soft hairs catch the light, make him glow and glisten as though covered in gold dust.

His hands slip from his legs, but I put them back, firmly. “Keep yourself open for me. I want to see every part of your beauty.” I trail my tongue along his inner thigh, and the faint salt tang brings my tastebuds to life.

I’ll take my time and enjoy this banquet—since it is to be my last meal of him. He shivers under my kisses, as I press them along his tender skin of his inner thigh, making my way toward the centerpiece. But all I do is blow over his most secret place, a steady stream of air that draws a moan from deep in his chest. His gently curved cock trembles with need, makes my mouth water, but I’ve already decided to leave that for dessert.

I slide my hands under his ass, helping his hips rise even further, and then I kiss along his other thigh, biting softly into his flesh, sucking in mouthfuls, determined to leave him marked. The idea of him bearing my bruises sends a thrill down my spine. They’ll only add to his loveliness.

I let saliva drip down his thigh, showing my path, and then I follow it with my tongue until his warm, soft ballsack is pressed against my lips.

He’s already arching up to meet me, hips rocking as he tries to increase the sensation, and I reward him with a wide sweep of my tongue over his sack, then gather one of his tender little nuts into my mouth, sucking gently as I test his reaction to the sensation.

He likes it, judging by the groaning of my name. He’s tight enough that I can fit his whole sack into the cradle of my lips, and I see that he was not lying to me as I suck a little harder, and a little harder still: he likes his pleasure with a frisson of pain.

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