Twin Pines Grizzlies 15: Lusty Alpha by Anitra Lynn McLeod

Twin Pines Grizzlies 15: Lusty Alpha by Anitra Lynn McLeod

Author:Anitra Lynn McLeod [McLeod, Anitra Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mm
Publisher: Siren-BookStrand, Inc.
Published: 2012-06-11T22:22:27+00:00


Chapter 10

Victor showered and pulled on the sweats Flint had given him. They were black with a hunter green Grizzlies team logo of a snarling bear on the left hip of the pants and another one over the right breast of the shirt. They fit perfectly. Not that Victor was surprised. Flint had a good eye, and he’d spent hours in the library looking at him. Flint probably knew Victor’s size better than Victor did himself.

Unsure what to do after his shower, Victor settled on the edge of his big, lonely bed, which reminded him of his bed at home. It was far too large for one man and only made him recall that he didn’t want to sleep alone. He’d been sleeping alone most of his life, and he was weary of it.

When Victor closed his eyes, that photograph of Flint in the wet sheet popped instantly into his mind. No matter what he tried to do, he couldn’t whisk that image away. It was beautiful and seductive, especially since Flint wasn’t completely bare. Having his cock obscured but still plainly visible was far more erotic than having everything blatantly displayed.

But that image ran hand in hand with the visual of watching Flint prepare dinner. He moved with grace and ease. Victor was a disaster in the kitchen. He didn’t eat soup and sand-wiches because he favored them, but more from the fact he simply didn’t know how to make anything else. The more he thought about all he knew of Flint, the more he realized they did have many things in common, such as their love for books, but they also complemented one another well in that Flint could cook where Victor couldn’t. They harmonized and enhanced one another.

But that still didn’t make getting involved with him okay.

Victor dug his hand into the bedcover that he was sitting on. Keeping his hands to himself was going to be impossible. All through dinner, he kept thinking about what was under Flint’s shirt and how happy Flint would be if Victor just touched him. Resisting him was getting ever more difficult. Even now, Victor heard Flint in the shower in the room next to his and wanted to go to him. Was he masturbating in there to take the edge off?

Into Victor’s mind came a perfect image of Flint with his fist around his cock, stroking slowly. Victor’s mouth watered. Having tasted him once, he found himself hungry for more.

The incredible dinner Flint made had satisfied Victor’s bodily hunger, but not his insatiable lust.

Hardly aware of what he was doing, Victor rose from his bed. He padded down the hall and entered Flint’s room. This room was bigger, bolder, and more spacious than Victor’s room. It suited Flint in multiple ways.

The sound of splashing water was louder in here, but Victor still couldn’t tell if Flint was touching himself or not, so he snuck up to the bathroom door and peered around the edge.

Victor couldn’t suppress a rush of naughtiness. Was it really any of his business what Flint was doing in the shower? No.



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