Page 8 of Winning the Dad

I crawled back up and kissed him softly. “You’re extraordinarily sexy, you know that? Your body is…” I kissed my fingers. “Chef’s kiss.”

“Thank you. Does that mean it’s now my turn to explore?”

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JACK

I’d never explored a man’s body. Had never wanted to, but I ached to touch Sawyer. I reached for him, my hands trembling.

His tanned skin was smooth like that of a bronzed, sleek animal. No body hair except for his neatly trimmed pubes and armpits. As soon as I touched his right nipple, it pebbled. I played with the sensitive buds for a while, then moved farther south.

I kissed a thorough path from his shoulder to his belly button, nibbling, licking, sucking until he was squirming on the bed. Not that I let it change my mind to take my time. Hell if I was gonna hurry through this part. I might be a newbie, but judging by Sawyer’s reactions, I was doing a good job. He had trouble lying still, his body restless under my hands, my mouth, my tongue. His skin was blazing hot and clammy, even with the AC blasting.

“You’re beautiful.” I’d never considered another man beautiful, but he was gorgeous, and everything about him spoke to me like nothing ever had.

“Thank you.”

The slight hesitation before he answered told me he still wasn’t one hundred percent convinced I was being honest with him. Who had hurt him this deeply he had such a hard time trusting?

I’d have to show him I meant my words, then, so I continued my thorough exploration. His cock was leaking, and I breathed in the smell of his arousal. I’d never thought I would admit it, but the slightly sweaty, musky scent of his pubes and balls was intoxicating. He’d waxed, his pubes neatly trimmed short and his balls smooth. I could see the appeal.

His thighs had a little extra jiggle, which I loved, and even his legs were bronzed. His feet were perfect, the soft, manicured feet of a man who spent money on them. And who didn’t have a job that required him to be on his feet all day. But it fit him, and I kissed each toe, then moved back up.

“Jack…” Sawyer whined.

“I’m not done yet.”

“Can I bribe you?”

I snorted. “With what?”

His mouth curled up in the sexiest grin. “I’ve been told I give really, really good blowjobs. I’ll throw in two as a reward.”

Lord help me. How was I supposed to say no? “Well, if you put it that way…”

“Deal. Now put your fucking cock inside me before I die.”

Fuck, I hadn’t known mere words could be such a turn-on. “On it.”

I grabbed the supplies he’d put on the nightstand.

“I can prep myself,” Sawyer said, but I shook my head.

“No. I want to do it.”

He withdrew his hand and nodded.

I coated my fingers with lube while he turned onto his back, put a pillow under his ass, and spread his legs wide. It took ballsto open yourself to another man like that, to be that vulnerable. I valued what we were doing even more.

“Put your finger in me,” Sawyer said hoarsely. “Please, Jack.Please. I need…”

My middle finger sank inside him, right up to the knuckle, and he moaned. His ass was irresistible, and I slid my finger in and out, kissing the soft skin, kissing him everywhere.

“Jesus, Jack… More.”

Two fingers. He took them with another beautiful, greedy groan and fisted the sheets. He opened so eagerly, pushing his ass back on my fingers, begging for more, deeper, faster. I gave him three, and he swallowed them, his body preparing himself for me. I’d never expected prepping a man to be so sexy, but it was. Watching him get such pleasure from just my fingers made me impatient to see what he’d look like with my cock buried deep inside him.

“Jack…”

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