Page 9 of Gin & Sin (Last Call #2)

NINE

KIT

I tackle Stewart onto his bed, standing between his legs as I remove his shoes and socks. He watches me with a mixture of heat and innocence on his face, unaware of what to expect and what I plan to do next, but definitely open and wanting. I bend forward, unbuttoning then unzipping his pants.

“Lift your hips, babe,” I say.

He does, and even as his cheeks turn pink, he moans softly when I tug them down, revealing his tightly fitting black briefs. His dick is already hard, tenting the underwear. He grins at me, bouncing his hips slightly.

“Fucking gorgeous,” I murmur, sliding my hands up his thighs. “You look so good.”

Stewart’s brow creases as if he’s planning to argue with me but he wisely decides not to as he tugs his shirt over his head. “I want to see you now.”

I pull my t-shirt over my head and toss it on the floor before getting out of my jeans. Stewart watches my every movement, even licking his lips as I tug my briefs off.

“Do you work out to look like that?” he asks.

“Used to. I don’t give a fuck about the gym anymore though.”

“So you’re just built like that? Unfair. How does it feel to have the universe’s favor?”

“Ask yourself, gorgeous.”

He shakes his head. “You have strange taste in men.”

“That’s where you’re wrong. My taste is impeccable.” I shove his legs apart with my knee, training my eyes on his sweet cock and heavy balls. He’s covered in dark hair from his chest to his belly and down his thighs. He’s trimmed the hair that frames his cock, and my mouth literally waters. The scent of soap reaches me, kicked up by his body heat.

“What are you thinking right now?” Stewart asks, rubbing his hand over his chest.

“Taking inventory of the bounty before me.” I grip his hips and scoot him back on the bed so there’s room for me too.

Before he can say anything else, I indulge myself in his soft lips and heated mouth. Stewart sinks into the mattress under my weight, reaching up to wrap his arms around my neck and tangle his fingers in my hair.

I explore his mouth with my tongue, the way I plan to explore every inch of him before I leave tonight. His soft moans and hip bumps are addictive, and the way his dick brushes against mine increases the heat between us.

“Fuck, this feels so good,” Stewart moans. “I had no idea I could feel like this.”

“We’re just getting started.”