Savior Complex: An MM Age Gap Romance (Wild Heart Ranch Book 3) by Kelly Fox

Author:Kelly Fox [Fox, Kelly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-06T16:00:00+00:00

14

JAVIER

When Levy’s eyes meet mine in the mirror, they burn with heat and passion. The guilt I sometimes see is missing, though never missed. He turns in my arms, kissing me. I can’t help checking out our reflection as we kiss, enjoying the pattern of tattoos on his backside. My hands, dark and free of ink, contrast beautifully against his skin, and I squeeze to verify this is real.

“Have you recovered from breakfast and lunch?” he asks between placing delicate kisses on my neck.

“Yes, I have. Let’s, uh, go see about your bedroom.”

Grinning, he pushes past me, dragging me by my towel to the bedroom, which is essentially a bed with four walls around it. Despite the limited space, the bed is large, and there’s plenty of room for us. He doesn’t have any curtains up, but we are surrounded by trees. The light filtering through leaves gives everything a golden hue.

We kiss and rub against each other until we’re both fully hard and leaking.

“Drawer,” Levy says, pointing to the side of the bed.

I open it and reach in blindly, expecting the condoms and lube to be right there. Instead, my hand lands on something soft.

When I look over the edge of the bed, I grin and hold up the delicate scrap of white lace, a series of bands, and what looks to be a G-string.

“What do we have here?”

His eyes widen, and he pulls a pillow over his face. “Put that away!” he says, muffled and embarrassed.

“Okay, but we are revisiting this at some point.”

Digging around a little more carefully, I find the condoms and lube. Stroking myself, I suck on one of his nipple piercings and take a moment to focus. When my hands stop shaking, I roll the condom down my greedy cock and slather it with lube.

Still looking sheepish, Levy peeks out from under his pillow, watching my hand work up and down my length.

“Don’t be shy,” I say, crawling over him and taking the pillow so I can kiss his sweet face. “I am so turned on by the thought of seeing you in lace that I can barely think straight.”

He strokes a finger between his brows, flushed and beautiful. “I…I was trying something.”

“And did you like it?”

He looks to the side, nodding as he bites his lip.

“I bet it contrasts beautifully with your tattoos.”

His eyes track to mine, and I lift my chin, silently demanding an answer.

“Yes.”

“Mm. Fuck it,” I say, diving back into the drawer to grab the silky lacy nothingness. “Please. Please put this on for me. Please.”

He flushes. “You really want to see it on me?”

I give him prayer hands. “I’ll put it on you myself.”

“Okay.”

Shaking it out carefully, I identify the bands that go around the waist and thighs, with a garter attaching the two. The G-string has a gauzy pouch for his pretty cock and thin, barely-there strings.

I put that on him first, gently pulling the tiny scrap of material up his thighs, setting the string in place before adjusting his already-plump cock in the stretchy, see-through pouch.

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