Chapter 4

His body was so hairy and I wanted to run my fingers over every inch. My dick pressed hard against my boxers, begging to be touched.

“Now,” he whispered, his mouth near my shoulder, “I believe you were going to tell me something.”

This was so embarrassing. But then his lips were on my shoulder and I felt myself melting. God, I wanted him. I gave in and told him the truth.

“In my fantasies, I’m alone and then you arrive. Well, sometimes it’s here, sometimes it’s somewhere else…Shit this is embarrassing.”

Nick’s mouth slowly moved up my shoulder to my neck and he licked softly. “Mmm. Keep going,” he ordered.

I tried to concentrate on what I was saying, but his mouth was killing me. “Umm, you always tell me to strip…and then when I’m naked…oh, God, that feels good!”

Nick was nibbling his way up my jaw as his hand slid across my chest and flicked my nipple, now a hard little pebble. The ache shot right to my dick and I moaned.

“So you’re completely naked in the fantasy?”