Smoldering Flame by Andrew Grey

Author:Andrew Grey [Grey, Andrew]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-64080-493-7
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2018-02-13T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

DEAN SLEPT through the night, hard. He hadn’t expected to, but maybe it was the reason he’d slept so well. Maybe that was because he felt safe and cared for with Marco nearby.

He woke with Marco very close, his hips pressed to Marco’s firm butt and Marco’s arms clutching Dean as though he would float away and be lost forever if he wasn’t holding him.

“Dean,” Marco said softly, pressing backward. “I know what that is, but do you mean for it to be where it is?” He shivered and shifted slightly, sliding his butt along Dean’s shaft, sending a hot chill running through him. He was both hot and cold at the same danged time. And excited as all hell.

“I think so,” Dean answered him, unsure how Marco was going to react.

Marco rolled over and plastered himself to Dean, one of his legs sliding between Dean’s as he pressed him onto his back. “You think so, or you know so?” Marco leaned closer, his lips inches from Dean’s. “Is this what you want?” Marco shimmied his hips a little, and Dean groaned deeply, throatily, shaking hard. “I’ve wanted to get you like this for a long time, but it never worked out.”

Marco pressed closer, grinding his hips, and Dean lost the ability to think and speak. He managed to nod slightly and closed his eyes as Marco’s lips pressed to his in a kiss that took away his ability to remember his own damned name. Energy, pure and raw, shot through him, and he never wanted it to end. Dean ran his hands down Marco’s back, over his butt, and into his briefs to tug them down and off.

The feel of skin on skin was delicious as all hell. It had been a long time since Dean had had this, and never before had the electric energy been so immediate and powerful. He needed Marco the way he needed to breathe, and when Marco kissed him again, that need increased tenfold. Dean carded his fingers through Marco’s soft hair, luxuriating in the strands as they passed through his fingers. He cupped Marco’s head, leaning upward to kiss deeper.

“I take it that’s a yes.”

Dean gasped for air. “God. I’ve been holding off doing this because I wanted to make sure things felt right—”

Marco cut him off with a kiss as those magic hips made circular movements that drove Dean completely, totally wild.

“No holding back now,” Marco whispered, pushing back the last of the covers, straddling Dean’s hips.

Their gazes locked as Dean stroked upward, his fingers ghosting over Marco’s hairy chest. God, Marco was gorgeous: olive skin, dark chest hair covering his pecs, a treasure trail leading the way to a perfect cock that jutted toward the ceiling. Dean had spent plenty of time imagining what was under Marco’s clothes over the past few weeks, imagining him in the dark when he was alone, undressing him in his mind because that was all the opportunity he’d had. Now that Marco was here with him, clothes discarded… it blew his mind.

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