Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 127213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 636(@200wpm)___ 509(@250wpm)___ 424(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 127213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 636(@200wpm)___ 509(@250wpm)___ 424(@300wpm)
Oh, how he squirmed. Breath caught in that long, beautiful throat, thighs stiffened on either side of Frank’s.
“Oh… oh yeah. It definitely v-vibrates,” Ezra rasped, pulling Frank close, as if he wanted to intoxicate him with the peppery scent of his cologne and the fresh sweetness of skin. His spine arched, and he uttered a broken moan, rocking back and forth.
Within just a few days, this young man—almost stranger—had left his mark on everything he touched, even on Frank’s deepest, most secretive needs. But when he reached for his neglected cock, the need to keep in control flared up in Frank.
He slapped Ezra’s hand away, but before Ezra finished his disappointment-filled whimper, Frank wrapped his fingers around Ezra’s shaft.
“Fuck my hand,” Frank said, staring at the man in front of him and loving every second of their connection. The amber eyes rolled back and Ezra followed his request without question. Frank held the dildo in place, imagining how the vibrations he could sense in his hand rubbed Ezra from the inside. He hoped they gave Ezra the high of his life.
“Watch me. See me come,” Ezra whispered, his gaze intense as he rocked on top of Frank. He was like a wild cat, tamed yet not domesticated, and Frank didn’t think he could ever be.
The scent of his arousal intensified, he breathed faster, and when his entire body stiffened, about to climax, Frank pushed the dildo in hard, shattering whatever was left of Ezra’s composure.
Cum splashed Frank’s skin as Ezra trembled, throwing his arms around Frank and hissing out a few unintelligible words.
And then he went limp and sank into Frank’s embrace, spent.
Frank turned off the vibrations and was gentle as he pulled out the dildo. He dropped it to the floor without care, hugging Ezra with one arm, as he slid his spunk-stained hand to Ezra’s ass. The tips of his fingers dipped into the warm hole, teasing the sensitive flesh as they both basked in the afterglow of sex.
He hummed against Ezra’s skin and left kisses along his shoulder. “So pretty, but so filthy…” he murmured lovingly.
Ezra swallowed, hiding his face in Frank’s neck. “In a good way?”
“In the best way.”
Frank made sure he was ready, to not fuck up his signature move, and rose from the sofa while holding Ezra against his chest. His knees wobbled for half a second, but yep, he still had it.
The stars shining at him from Ezra’s eyes were the only reward he cared for, but he pushed down the intense need blooming inside him and carried Ezra to the bedroom Ezra had recently cleaned. Even the sheets were fresh, and as Frank put him down onto the mattress, he could barely believe this was happening.
Ezra stretched, smiling at him while Frank ran to the bathroom to get one of the hand towels wet, and proceeded to wipe Ezra’s skin as their breaths calmed.
“You think you got your fill of dick?” he asked and kissed Ezra’s ear as he joined him for a cuddle.
Already close to drifting off into the land of dreams, Ezra smiled and rolled his face into Frank’s chest, tickling it with his breath. “Yeah. For tonight. Tomorrow, you’re gonna have to do it all over again.”
“Can’t wait.” Frank chuckled, closing his eyes, but when Ezra’s breath steadied after a while, he opened them again to take in the treasure in his arms. Ezra didn’t know it yet, but after tonight, all bets were off.
Frank would fight to keep him.
Chapter 14
Ezra
Ezra barely remembered sleeping as well as he had last night. Usually, he’d wake up and then doze off again many times to get ten hours of sleep. This morning, he came to with Frank’s firm, warm body pressed to his back, and while he’d only rested for seven hours, his body buzzed with energy. Having sex with Frank last night put an end to the tension he’d lived with since his escape from Paul’s.
He liked getting up with a soreness in his thighs and a man’s scent clinging to his skin. It was a familiar ritual, which reassured Ezra that despite the upheaval in his life, some things stayed the same. He was still beautiful, charming, and desirable⸺lots of capital that he could use to his advantage. In this case, to make sure Frank stood by him when push came to shove.
It wasn’t the classic tit-for-tat, since Frank was a great guy, who seemed genuinely concerned about his wellbeing, and being with him had always been a pleasure, but he was still just a man, ruled by whatever was most comfortable and convenient at the time. It was Ezra’s job to make himself indispensable, but he sure as hell intended to enjoy the process.
He managed to slide out of Frank's embrace without waking up the giant, and he ended up in the kitchen, making breakfast.