Page 57 of The Pretender
“Because now you know how alluring you are? How sexy? How… tempting?”
“If that’s what you think.”
“It is.” Balt slides his hands to my waist, deftly flicking open the button on my slacks. “Do you want me to stop?”
“Nope. I already told you, I want you to do whatever you want to me. Anytime.”
A sexy smirk dances on his lips. “Excellent news.”
Balt finishes working on my zipper then lets my slacks slide down my body. While he leans in and presses his face to my briefs, I unbutton my shirt with shaky fingers.
Balt nibbles at my swelling cock. “Has anyone ever dressed you up?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean…” He rubs his hand over my bulge as he lifts his smoldering gaze to my face. “Put you in pretty things. Lace and silk. Jocks.”
I shake my head as his meaning sinks in. “Like pretty panties and stuff like that?”
“And stuff like that.”
“No. Is that what you like?”
“Not always, but it seems fitting for you.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re beautiful.” He presses a kiss to my lower belly. “And soft. Sexy. I have a fantasy. Something I haven’t thought about in years.”
“Tell me.”
Balt drags his hand over my cock, rubbing in a circle. “A very long time ago, I had a friend who had a lover, and my friend, he would spoil his lover. You know, buy him all the finest things. One day he confessed that he bought him lingerie and sexy pajamas, and he showed the stuff to me.”
“Mm-hmm. And it made you feel something?”
Balt nods. “I’ve never had someone in my life who made me want to do that.”
My brow crinkles. “Do you now?”
Balt chuckles softly. “The thought has popped into my mind a couple of times since meeting you.”
“Really?”
“I get how weird that sounds. We still hardly know each other, and this is all…” He blows out a breath. “Temporary. But if you’d let me, I’d really like to.”
“It’s not weird, Balt, but it’s unexpected.”
“Yeah.”
I brush my fingers across his soft beard. “I don’t want you to do something because you think you owe me in some way. You don’t. If anything, I’ll owe you when this is all over.”
“My only motivation is desire.” His hands roam over my hips. “So much desire.”
My stomach flutters with excitement. “I’ll never deny your desire.”
A slow smile spreads across his face. “Thank you.”
I gasp as he roughly tugs my briefs down. My cock bounces free between us.
