The Gentleman's Gentleman by Samantha SoRelle

Author:Samantha SoRelle [SoRelle, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Balcarres Books LLC
Published: 2024-02-28T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Jarrett had to be dreaming.

He’d barely been able to breathe when Gil stepped into the room drenched from the rain, his clothes clinging to him obscenely, highlighting the strong muscles of his thighs that made Jarrett’s mouth water. Thick locks of his long dark hair had pulled free from the tie and clung to his cheeks, his chin, his jaw—all places Jarrett wanted to touch, to taste. He’d looked like a dashing pirate come home from the sea or a rakish highwayman rode in on the storm.

Then Gil had kissed him and it became even harder to breathe. Jarrett had been too desperate in the tolbooth to really enjoy their first kiss. He wasn’t going to make that mistake again.

He grabbed Gil’s face in his hands, pulling him in even closer. His spectacles bumped Jarrett’s nose; how fortunate he had the perfect grip to reposition them. He twisted his fingers into Gil’s hair and directed the angle of his head until it was perfect, better than perfect. His hair was like wet silk, even softer than Jarrett had dreamed, the heavy strands flowing between his fingers. Gil groaned as Jarrett raked his scalp, so he did it again, then took advantage of the distraction to slip his tongue between Gil’s parted lips.

When he’d dreamed of this, he’d imagined he’d be the master. After all, he’d been with plenty of men in the past, all that experience had to count for something. But Gil met him immediately, his tongue stroking against Jarrett’s and sending waves of pleasure rolling through him with every caress. He was the one to break away first, unable to bear the sensations and dizzy with lack of air.

Gil chuckled as Jarrett panted against his shoulder, the bastard, until Jarrett realised he was in the perfect position to bring some of his fantasies to life. He kissed the hinge of Gil’s jaw, gentle once, then with teeth, feeling the delicious scrape of stubble against his lips, the tiny pinpricks of sensation promising reminders of their touch tomorrow. He pressed his tongue against the delicate underside of Gil’s throat, feeling the pulse of it as Gil swallowed heavily, then Jarrett pressed his teeth against it, not biting down, but just because he could, feeling the shivers that ran through Gil. His chin received the same treatment, kissing and tasting, then his cheek, but Gil’s mouth was too much of a prize to be ignored for long.

Gil’s hands tightened on his shirt as they kissed, twisting the fabric tighter and tighter. Jarrett hoped it tore, hoped Gil ripped the damn thing right off him. Hoping to encourage such an action, he slid a thigh between Gil’s, only to be left hissing as those powerful muscles clenched around his leg, trapping him there.

Christ, if his thighs could do that…

His hips bucked at the thought, forcing him to realise he was hard, as hard as he’d ever been, and only from a bit of kissing. Gil hadn’t even touched him properly, and Jarrett was rutting against him like the shameless wanton he was.

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