Leopard's Spots 08 - Wesley by Bailey Bradford

Author:Bailey Bradford [Bradford, Bailey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Romance eBooks Erotica Total-E-Bound eBooks Books Romance
Published: 2014-03-29T22:32:35+00:00

WESLEY

Bailey Bradford

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when it parted his legs. Exquisite pleasure spread from his balls as he rubbed, shooting up to his cock and back to his hole.

Armando ran his hands down to grab the firm swells of Wes’ ass. He moaned happily when his hands slid easily beneath Wes’ waistband, grateful that the man had worn loose jeans.

And no underwear, holy fucking shit! There was nothing but glorious, hair-covered skin and muscle under Wes’ jeans. Armando pinched and kneaded, pulled and scratched as he humped and kissed Wes back.

For his part, Wes growled and purred and never once let up on the kissing, although he did occasionally let up on the pressure so they could breathe. Armando’s lips ached, as did his jaw, and he wanted—no, needed—to come, but it was too enjoyable, rutting and frotting and kissing. Armando had never done this, and it was unbearably sweet and stimulating.

Then Wes shifted his weight and settled his lower body between Armando’s thighs. The position brought their dicks into alignment through their clothes. Wes ground against him and Armando almost embarrassed himself then and there. Wes raised his head finally and nibbled on Armando’s lips. They moved small, bare glides and thrusts, and Armando opened his eyes to stare into Wes’ gorgeous golden ones. The green was all but gone, and Armando didn’t think he’d ever seen such a lovely colour before.

“Yours are like the finest dark chocolate,” Wes gritted out before dipping down for another kiss.

It stung, and Armando’s lips felt raw and chapped, but he didn’t want the kiss to ever end. When it did, Wes thrust again and Armando clawed at him, marking that firm ass. He wanted to see it, to bite it and make sure Wes knew whom it belonged to.

A cacophony of warning bleated in him but Armando ignored it. He’d never been possessive, except maybe over Sully, but that had been different and nothing like what he felt for Wes.

Wes pushed his hips forward again, rubbing his cock alongside Armando’s. Armando arched everywhere he could, and was rewarded with a hard suck on his neck as Wes marked him.

“Yes,” he hissed, letting go of one ass cheek to go back to threading fingers through Wes’ hair. “Oh hell yes, harder.”

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