Page 3 of Painting Him Mine

MAURICIO

It wasan understatement to say I was enamored with Ezra. Not only was his artwork incredible, but he was alsogorgeous. With his blond hair, striking blue eyes, chiseled cheekbones, and impish smile, he was the man of my dreams. Seeing a picture of him holding a paintbrush in his elegant fingers got me all stirred up inside. It flooded me with inappropriate thoughts about other long things I wished he’d touch.

I perked up when he replied to my text.

Ezra

It’s even more impressive in person.

It seemed like an invitation I was more than willing to accept.

Mauricio

I’d love to see it up close and personal sometime.

Ezra

I think we can make that happen. If you’re interested in a more hands-on experience, I’m open to that as well.

My mind took a deep dive into the gutter as I entertained a brief fantasy about us hooking up. Pulling myself away from such tempting thoughts, I hurried to reply.

Mauricio

I’m DEFINITELY interested in seeing more of you.

I blanched when I realized I slipped by saying I only wanted to see him, not himandhis work. As I tried to type a correction, he beat me to it and made my jaw drop.

Ezra

Naked?

My dick perked up at that tempting thought. I couldn’t stop myself from getting drawn into his teasing.

Mauricio

That depends. Is that also part of the “hands-on experience” you mentioned before?

I bit my lower lip as I waited for his response to come through. The blipping trio of dots mocked me as he typed a response.

Ezra

I certainly wouldn’t say no to you stroking more than my ego.

I had a special weakness for fun, flirty, and good-looking men. His playfully perverse retort made me shift on my bed as my pants grew tighter.

Mauricio

I’d do a lot more than just stroke it if given the chance.

Ezra

Oh, yeah? What else would you like to do to me?

Was he inviting me to sext with him? It was averytempting offer, one which I was more than ready to accept.

Mauricio

I’d start with a kiss to see if you wanted more.

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