Right Move (Clean Slate Ranch #6) - A.M. Arthur Page 0,70

both middle fingers nearly touching his nipples. “I’ve seen this, I just...never imagined...fuck.” He was slowly losing the ability to speak.

“The real thing is better than a video, for sure. Can I hold your hips?”

“Yes.” He adored the man for asking. Being so goddamn respectful of the fact that George had never done any of this before. “Please, Levi...you can touch wherever. Anywhere you want.”

Lust burned in Levi’s blue eyes. His hands slid up George’s thighs and squeezed his hips, a firm hold without directing him. After a series of thrusts, Levi’s hands moved a bit farther, stopping with his fingers over the very top of George’s ass. The touch spurred George on, and he rolled his hips harder. Grew brave enough to rub Levi’s nipples. Levi moaned again, his own hips snapping up against George’s. Seeking his own pleasure.

Levi was always so controlled and well mannered, and George loved watching him fall apart. Loved knowing he’d done that for Levi. And as much as George was loving watching Levi’s face, he needed the comfort of Levi’s kisses. He plunged back into Levi’s mouth, seeking that familiar heat and taste. The slide of Levi’s naked torso against George’s had his balls drawing up tight, release imminent.

“Getting close,” Levi panted.

George lifted his hips and shoved his briefs down as far as he could, releasing his dick. Purposely revealing himself to an adult man not his doctor for the first time in his life. “Get yours down.”

Levi let out a sharp, almost-growl and pushed his underwear down as far as he could reach with George kneeling over him. As much as George wanted to admire Levi’s dick, he wanted to come a hell of a lot more. Precome and sweat helped slick their way, and George hadn’t thrust more than a half dozen times before he shattered into a thousand pieces.

Pleasure unlike anything he’d ever experienced raced up his spine, and he couldn’t censor the sounds he made. Levi writhed below him, and the extra wetness on their bellies told him Levi had come, too, but George was too boneless to do anything except remain plastered to Levi’s body. His pulse raced and he tried to get his breathing back under control. He needed to find words. Any words.

“Fuck,” Levi said. “Wow.”

Two very good words. Then surprise jolted through him, and George raised his head high enough to see Levi’s very blissed-out face. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard you cuss before.”

“I trained myself out of the habit. But back when I was in the rodeo, I could put Samuel Jackson to shame.”

He laughed, and the movement reminded him of the mess they’d made of each other. “We’re all sticky.”

“I would hope so, considering that was one of the best moments of my life. And I have to admit, it was a heck of a turn-on when you ordered me to get my underwear off. I love seeing that take-charge side of you.”

“I kind of surprised myself with it, but I didn’t want to come in my briefs. I wanted us to share it more intimately.”

Levi leaned up to kiss him. “I’m glad. No regrets?”

“None. And it’s something I’d like to do again. Naked the whole time.”

“Oh, we are definitely doing that.”

“Good.”

“We should probably go shower.” He squeezed George’s hips. “Believe it or not, the bathroom is big enough to share if you want.”

For as in control as he’d felt during the sex he’d just had, George faltered over such a simple thing as a shared shower. Levi wasn’t going to maul him if they were squished together in a shower for ten minutes. It might even be fun. Everything he did with Levi—even the slightly scary stuff like riding a horse for the first time—was fun. “Okay.”

“Yeah?” Levi kissed the tip of his nose. “Thank you for your trust.”

“You’ve more than earned it.” He rolled off Levi, careful to keep his sticky skin off the coverlet, and untangled his legs from his briefs. Levi did the same. They both gathered up their discarded clothes and carried them downstairs. The cats were lazing about in a patch of sunshine, all three staring at them like they knew exactly what their daddy had just been up to.

George had thought the bathroom was pretty spacious when he’d first inspected it—he still didn’t understand how the composting toilet worked but he’d search on his phone later—but with Levi’s broad body in the room, it suddenly felt cramped. The tub had a clear sliding door instead