Out of Bounds by A. J. Truman

Author:A. J. Truman [Truman, A. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B094424Y6H
Publisher: Truman Books
Published: 2021-07-08T22:00:00+00:00

16

BRENNAN

They were soaked by the time they got back to Brennan’s loft. Drenched. On their run to his place, they kept stopping every few seconds so Brennan could push Cliff against buildings to make out with him. His lips were an oxygen tank he needed to survive.

I’m kissing Cliff. He couldn’t believe it.

Couldn’t believe it was happening. Couldn’t believe he’d managed to live twenty years on this planet without experiencing something so wonderful.

When they reached his building, Cliff shoved him against the side and jammed his tongue into his mouth while a hungry moan erupted from deep inside, his wet chest pushing into Brennan. Brennan’s spine jammed into the buzzers, probably waking every person in his building. Cliff laughed into his lips. Fuck, this was heaven.

“Take off your clothes,” Brennan said as soon as they entered his loft, his lips tingling from overuse. “Wait. I’ll do it.”

Brennan moved his hands across Cliff’s broad shoulders, down his chest and torso, their eyes never breaking from one another. He lifted Cliff’s sweater over his head slowly, taking in each ab, each pec. He sniffed at Cliff’s pits, then lifted his head so it was millimeters from his pink, swollen lips.

Brennan drew out the agony of waiting. He flicked a tongue over each nipple, tasting rainwater and Cliff’s natural masculine freshness. He wanted to devour Cliff in every sense of the word. Brennan bit down softly on his left nipple, eliciting a desperate whimper from Cliff.

He moved south and undid Cliff’s belt, very slowly lowering his jeans to the floor. He ran his fingers up his muscular legs dusted with golden hair, stopping at his pale upper thighs, right before the good stuff tenting his black boxer-briefs.

“Fuck, Brennan. Please don’t stop.”

He shut Cliff up with a kiss. The sounds of lips parting and reuniting rose above the din of the rain.

Brennan admired the beautiful physique in front of him. All natural strength and smooth flesh. How had he never noticed him for all these years?

Brennan stripped himself naked, the clothes not coming off fast enough. Cliff’s eyes shamelessly raked over his body. He took out his red-and-blue striped tie from his nightstand, where he’d been keeping it these past few weeks. It’d become second nature for him.

“Stand against the column.”

Cliff gulped hard, trying to contain his excitement, remnant rainfall streaking from his hair down his face. He put his hands behind the column and let out a guttural groan as Brennan bound them.

“Very good.” Brennan took a step back to admire this sexy man tied up, dick hard as a spear, and all his.

He got down on his knees and pushed the black boxer briefs to the floor. He held them to his nose and inhaled. His brain overdosed on the primal scent of Cliff.

“I can see why you liked taking all my clothes.”

Cliff blushed the most beautiful shade of red.

“I’d rather have the real thing.” Brennan pressed his nose into the spot where his dick and balls met, and it hit him like a dopamine rush.

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