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“Alek…” I don’t give him a chance to reply. I hook my arm under his shoulder and around his back and haul him into my lap.
“Jesus Christ.” Ezekiel exhales, bracing his arms on my chest and settling into his new position. His legs are spread open, knees on either side of my hips as he settles his ass onto my knees. And of course, his cock is still out and now rests on the zipper of my pants.
“You throw me around like I’m weightless,” he comments.
The shot to my ego has me puffing my chest out with pride.
“Thought some messing around in the car might be fun.” I run my hands up his thighs, my palms applying pressure as I inch closer to his hips. My eyes continue to follow the path to his still—hard cock. Raising an eyebrow, I meet Ezekiel’s eyes once again and nod downward. “Looks like he’s up for it.”
“It seems unjust that I’ve been exposed this entire time while I haven’t even gotten a glance at you.”Fuck. He’s pouting for my cock.
Gripping his wrists, I drag them down from where his hands rest against my chest, slowly moving them down my torso. I work hard for my body and I want Ezekiel to feel every inch of it. The man is squirming in my lap by the time our hands reach my lower abdomen.
“Expose me then, angel.” I buck my hips.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
EZEKIEL
A sense of belonging.
My hands tremble but my eyes never waver from Alek’s as I begin to unbutton his jeans. While this is all new in so many ways, I only feel safe and cherished in Alek’s embrace. I would never trust or want anyone else to bring me onto this journey of discovery.
“That’s it, angel.” The man below me praises. Slotting into the fabric of his boxers, I still at the first touch of my hand on his cock. It’s so incrediblywarmand feels foreign despite being accustomed to my own.
Alek takes notice of my pause and places a hand on my forearm. “Ez, if this isn’t comfortable for you?—”
“Alek, if you keep me from your cock I will be sorely upset,” I interject. “It is just both dissimilar and familiar, the feeling of it. May I continue?” There is a bit of bite in my tone that I was unable to leave out. I may benewbut I do not want him thinking I am delicate.
“You may.” With a surprised look on his face, he removes his hand from my forearm. Permission granted, I delve into his boxers, grip his length, but struggle a bit to free him.
“Must your pants be so incredibly tight?” I grunt.
“You like it,” Alek replies.
I absolutely do.
After a moment of crafty movement, I’m staring down at both of our cocks, side by side, just barely illuminated in the soft glow of the lights inside my car.
“Hmm...” I hum.
“Hmm?” Alek asks.
“I have never considered the nuances a penis can have.”
My statement draws a small laugh from Alek.
“I never thought I’d be getting hard while hearing the wordnuance.” Alek reaches for my free hand and moves it from resting on his hip toward my arousal. “Here, feel mine and feel yours.”
I do as he asks, each of my hands now wrapped around our cocks. I experiment with him, twisting slightly in an upward motion that I enjoy. My eyes are trained on his face, watching for his expressions as I continue to work both of us.
“Fuck,” he pants and I feel my breath quickening to meet his excitement.
“And here I thought you were giving off shy little librarian vibes,” Alek admits, his eyes drawn to the meeting of our bodies with reverence in his eyes. While I am drowning in the sensations, I feel no urgency to finish. More than anything, I am relishing just being here with Alek.
“I never—” A groan leaves me as I continue to pump my hands. “I never understood the idea of being shy about your needs.”
“Noted.” There is a glimmer in those wicked eyes as he shifts underneath me so that my length now lays on his. A shiver racesup my spine when I feel the heated skin of his cock directly on mine for the first time.
