“I approve.”
“Good.” He sat on my crotch and kneaded my pecs, bottom lip held between his teeth as he went on to explore my chest and abs. “There’s just something about a man who does physical labor all day long. I could probably come just from watching you pound a nail into wood.”
I nudged his ass with my own wood. “I can oblige right now, if you’d like.”
He laughed and wiggled on my cock, making me cross-eyed. “We’ll get there soon enough.” René stood briefly and removed my sweats before stripping out of his clothing. I was speechless at the sight of him, all lean, muscular lines, smooth skin, and pert nipples.
I crooked a finger. “Come here, you.” Once he did, I ended up flipping him on the couch so he was under me. The way he felt, it was…perfect. That was the only way to describe it. And while I still believed he could do better than me, René seemed willing enough to be with me, for now, so maybe I should stop second-guessing everything and go with it.