Rules of Engagement by L. A. Witt

Author:L. A. Witt [Witt, L. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Gay, Fiction, Erotica, Contemporary, Romance
ISBN: 9781615812110
Google: kJ3XRqpzLccC
Amazon: 1615812113
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2009-11-29T16:00:00+00:00

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being with a man, having that kind of effect on a man, but it was more than that now.

It was more than just a turn-on when he responded to my touch. It was almost a sense of relief that the cosmos had somehow seen fit to give me the chance to do this to him just one more time, like giving him this kind of pleasure—whether a gentle massage or hot, sweaty sex, or even a brief kiss—was a privilege I didn’t deserve.

Deserving or not, I was going to enjoy every second of it.

Letting his foot ease back onto the bed, my hand drifted up his ankle and onto his jeans. His breath caught as I let my fingers trail up the side of his calf. Watching his eyes, I gently ran the heel of my hand over his cock, pausing to unbutton the top of his jeans. He drew in a long breath while I slowly drew the zipper down.

Tugging at his waistband, I said, “I hope you don’t mind that I stopped rubbing your feet.”

“Go back to rubbing my feet now, and I might have to hurt you.” He lifted his hips so that I could get his jeans and boxers out of the way.

“You sure?” My fingers trailed up the shaft of his erection, barely touching the skin but enough to make him shiver and raise goose bumps on his skin. I flicked my tongue across the rise of his hipbone. “I could always finish giving you a foot massage now, and—”

“Don’t you dare.”

I didn’t. I took his cock into my mouth, stroking the shaft as I licked around the head. There was just enough massage oil left on my hand to let it slide easily up and down his cock.

“Oh my God, that’s….” He was up on his elbows now, abs quivering and chest rising sharply with shallow, uneven gasps for air.

He let his head fall back and moaned. “Oh Jesus, don’t stop, don’t fucking stop.”

I stroked faster, squeezing his cock as it stiffened in my hand. His back arched and he let his shoulders drop back to the bed. His hands hit the mattress beside him, grabbing at the sheets.

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