Blue-Eyed Soul by Chelsea James & Chelsea James

Author:Chelsea James & Chelsea James [James, Chelsea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Gay & Lesbian
ISBN: 9781611242294
Publisher: Amber Quill Press, LLC

Chapter 8

Remey's breath caught, heart racing as Aleks led him up the stairs. They didn't make it far, maybe halfway up, before Aleks stopped, turning to press Remey against the wall. One hand palmed his ass, the other slipping under his sweater. Remey moaned, gripping Aleks's shirt as their lips collided in a hot, frantic kiss, tongues tangling and hands fumbling to get under clothes, to get on bare skin. Remey's head was spinning by the time Aleks lifted his head, and a thrill went through him at the dazed look in Aleks's eyes. Aleks dipped his head, teeth grazing Remey's kiss-swollen lips before he started up the stairs again, this time with Remey in his arms, wrapped all around him. It was so sexy to Remey, how much bigger Aleks was, how much stronger.

"Hurry," Remey whispered, loving the rough groan and the way Aleks's hand on his ass tightened. Aleks sped up his pace, and Remey's heart pounded as he turned into a bedroom and the door swung shut behind them. Aleks tumbled him down onto a huge bed and kissed him again, all heat and wildness, pulling at his clothes.

Remey responded instinctively, a shuddery breath escaping him when Aleks broke the kiss and tugged his sweater off. Aleks flashed him a wicked grin as his fingers trailed over newly bared skin.

"This makes me wish it were summer... damn layers. I can't get at you fast enough," Aleks complained.

Remey grinned up at him, fumbling with Aleks's buttons. "Nah, this is kind of like Christmas morning. Unwrapping the presents was always my favorite part." His teeth caught the corner of his lip, breath quickening. "All the anticipation making my stomach flutter, hoping I got exactly what I wanted..." His hands trailed down to pop the button of Aleks's jeans with a grin.

"I am not some new shiny thing you picked up at Nordstrom's." Aleks bent to nuzzle Remey's neck, hands splaying on his stomach and sliding up over his chest to push his shirt off and jerk it down his arms. "I'm not for sale."

Remey didn't take offense, laughing. "I'm not paying with money, Aleksander. How do touches and kisses and all the hot sex you can handle sound as a trade? Hmm? Would you be mine, then?" He knew he sounded a little wistful at the end and immediately lifted up to capture Aleks's mouth, afraid he didn't want to know the answer after all.

Aleks didn't seem bothered by the abrupt change, kissing him back, and before too long, both were naked, articles of clothing strewn about like so much pretty wrapping paper.

When Aleks lifted up and the kiss broke, he got his first real look at Aleks naked above him and goddamn... he was gorgeous. Not in a traditional sense, but he took Remey's breath away. His skin was pale, dusted with freckles and all these beautiful, bold tattoos Remey hadn't expected. And his gorgeous hair hung in a dark red curtain swept to one side, the ends brushing Remey's shoulder and making him shiver.

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