Soldier of Fortune by S.J. Frost

Author:S.J. Frost
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: gay romance
Publisher: MLR Press LLC
Published: 2016-11-15T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Lucas stirred, sleep slowly fading from him. He opened his eyes to his bedroom, dark with night, and a strong arm and warm body curled around him from behind. He smiled to himself, releasing a contented sigh. He had a ghost of a feeling left from Conrad’s cock, reminding him of the pleasure Conrad had given him. And it made him want Conrad again.

He stretched his legs, shifting back into him. Conrad’s cock was nestled against his ass, half-hard, though Conrad seemed deep in sleep. He ran his hand down Conrad’s forearm that was draped over his waist, feeling the cords of muscle. Touching him, having him close, his need began sparking fresh again.

But how could it not? He’d been awestruck by Conrad’s looks when he first saw him. Getting to know him and his personality only transposed that into solid, undeniable attraction…try though he did to fight it. Since he managed to shut down his doubts and opened himself to what he wanted, that attraction had strengthened. All day, he’d felt it, making him anxious, yearning to have time alone with Conrad. When his father had announced his dinner plans and wanting Conrad to watch his back, he’d nearly shouted in frustration. While they were gone, he’d waited, clock watching, and decided he was going to do all he could to let Conrad know his doubts, his reservations, were gone.

He did a pretty damn good job.

When Conrad had walked into his bedroom, it took all his control to not launch himself at him. And when they’d kissed, it was bliss. Complete and absolute bliss. Conrad’s lips, his tongue, the way he held him, it unraveled him. Then undressing him, finally seeing all of Conrad, he barely had enough control to keep it together. He’d known Conrad had a fine body from admiring him with his clothes on, but seeing him without them took it to another level.

Conrad’s chest was thick with muscle, blond hair dusting it. His abs were defined, deeply grooved. Conrad’s torso tapered down to a V, and all he could think when the pants and boxer-briefs dropped was getting those slender hips between his legs. And how Conrad was hung, the way his cock stretched and filled him…

Lucas shifted his hips with the memory, his cock achingly hard once again. He took a deep breath, trying to settle himself down, but his mind refused the let go of how good Conrad felt on top of him, the way the muscles in his back shifted and flexed under his hands with each thrust. The assertiveness, the confidence, the hunger in the way Conrad had taken him.

Drawing in a slow, deep breath, Lucas released it. How the hell was he supposed to fall back to sleep now? He glanced toward the night table where his phone was beside the lube and condoms. He stretched, catching it on the tip of his middle finger, and dragged it closer. Picking it up, he hit the button, seeing it was a little after 3:00 in the morning.

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