Alibi (Brantley Walker Off the Books #5) - Nicole Edwards Page 0,44
licking his wounds, protecting himself.
Magnus had proceeded with caution, telling himself he could help. After all, he wasn’t looking for anything and he certainly wasn’t looking to hurt him.
Didn’t mean he would love Trey or want more than a brief fling. He wasn’t that man, didn’t look to the future. At the same time, he didn’t pretend not to want what he wanted. Magnus lived in the moment and never, ever took anything for granted. There was nothing to say it wouldn’t be ripped right out of your hands with your next breath. He’d learned that lesson early.
But that night… He still remembered every kiss, every touch, but most often, he relived it so he could enjoy Trey’s dominance one more time. And he wasn’t lying when he said it’d been the best sex he’d ever had.
He took a long pull on his beer, stared at the wall as the memory flashed once again.
Magnus focused on the weight of Trey’s body grinding against him in all the right places, the warmth of his skin beneath his palms.
“Christ, you taste good,” Trey rumbled, his lips trailing down Magnus’s jaw, his neck.
“Fuck.” He palmed Trey’s head, holding him close so that wicked mouth moved over him, so skillful, so determined.
Unfortunately, Trey slipped away, getting to his feet, ending the moment abruptly.
Magnus shifted on the bed, angling for more space while he watched Trey in the dim light provided from the hallway. A soft click was followed by a warm yellow glow highlighting the sexy man so that Magnus no longer had to squint to admire.
“Better,” Trey said, his eyes still on Magnus.
Oh, yeah. “Definitely better,” he agreed, smiling.
He watched as Trey toed off his boots, stripped off his jeans and socks, leaving him in only the ass-hugging black boxer briefs that did little to hide the thick shaft tucked beneath.
“So much better,” he said on a long exhale.
One thing Magnus knew for sure, Trey might consider himself old, but his body was still in prime condition. Lean and defined with a set of rock-hard abs that made Magnus’s mouth water. Every move was a perfectly choreographed shift of sleek muscle and sinew beneath smooth, taut skin.
He made sure Trey saw the heat in his gaze as he eyed every delicious inch the man revealed.
Magnus jerked his chin toward Trey’s hips. “Might as well lose those, too.”
Trey’s eyes glittered, a smile forming as he teased him, lowering his underwear and revealing his rock-hard cock. Magnus admired the way he fisted his erection, stroking slowly, eyes never leaving Magnus’s face.
Magnus didn’t have to pretend to be appreciative. The man’s cock was glorious. Long, thick, with a slight curve and a wide head currently glistening with pre-cum, proof he was as excited for what was about to happen as Magnus was.
Although it would’ve behooved him to stay where he was, to wait to see what Trey had in store for him, Magnus wasn’t the sort to wait for things to come to him, not even sinfully delicious men whose eyes gleamed with passion.
Without haste, he sat up on the bed, scooted to the edge, then quickly eased to his knees on the floor in front of Trey. He heard the hitch in Trey’s breath when he slowly wrapped his fingers around his shaft while he stared up at him. Opening his mouth, he stuck out his tongue, then dragged the wide, glistening head over it, earning a hiss from Trey.
Magnus maintained eye contact as he teased with his tongue, outlining every ridge, learning the shape of him before taking him into his mouth. Trey’s beautiful cock was soft as silk and hard as steel. So. Fucking. Hard. Trey’s cock pulsed against his tongue, as strong and steady as the man himself.
This was going to be so damn good.
Trey’s hand shot to his head, palming it firmly. “Fuck.”
And when Trey took control, holding him in place, pumping his hips, Magnus gave himself over to the pleasure of it. He relished the velvety flesh that slid over his tongue, sucking and licking just to hear the sounds Trey made.
Trey inhaled sharply, held tight to Magnus’s head, hips pumping rhythmically as he fucked Magnus’s mouth. All the while, Magnus watched him, his goal to give Trey all that he needed, all that he wanted in this moment. And seeing him like this … uninhibited, wrapped up in the pleasure … it made him ache for things he hadn’t ached for in a long damn time.