Here is an exclusive sneak peek at the newest and final
scene to be added to the story. It’s certainly a steamy one.
“Someone’s got their mind in the gutter
tonight, don’t they?” Gray teased.
“It’s your fault.”
“Is it, well, then I guess I will have
to sit over here and behave and not tell you how bad I wish you were here right
now. I would pull you down to straddle me in this chair and let you ride me
until you were begging me to fuck you through the bed.”
“God, that’s not fair,” Nicky moaned.
“You should touch yourself for me,
Nicky, let me hear you get yourself off.”
Nicky whined low, his hand moving before
his brain could think, all he wanted was to loosen the tightly constricting
fabric of his jeans and find some friction. He heard Gray moan into the phone
and wondered what he was doing, tried to picture the older man getting off in
his chair.
“Are you touching that gorgeous cock of
yours, Nicky? Are you stroking it wishing I was stroking you, sucking you?”
“Yesssssss,” Nicky breathed out,
stroking himself a little faster and wishing it was Gray’s hand, Gray’s body
pinning him down, sliding into him.
“Good, that’s so good Nicky,” Gray
praised. “I love that you’re so vocal, all those little sounds of yours just
make my cock harder.”
“Are you stroking yourself too?”
“You better believe I am,” Gray groaned,
and the sound of it made Nicky shiver.
“You don’t know how much I wish you were
here right now,” Gray continued. “I’d bend you over the table and mark you up
good.”
“Mark me?” Nicky moaned, stroking his
dick a little faster. “How?”
“With my teeth,” Gray growled. “And my
tongue. And my handprints on your ass while you squirmed for me. Do you think
you’d like that Nicky?”
“Fuuuuuuck yeah.”
Gray chuckled, his voice sounding
wrecked through the phone and Nicky felt a surge of pride, knowing he’s been
the one to cause it.
“I think I’d enjoy seeing you spread out
across my table, you’re tight hole just begging to be fucked,” Gray said.
That only served to excite Nicky more
and he mewed into the phone, moaning “I want to blow you.”
“Christ, Nicky, having you on your knees
with my cock in your mouth and my hands buried in your hair would be the end of
me.”
“Good, I wanna make you feel good,”
Nicky replied eagerly.
Gray chuckled, and Nicky found himself groaning at the
sound. “And I wanna make you scream,”
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