“I love your body,” Nick murmured, both hands running down Alec’s back. The touch warmed him and brought his blood rushing closer to the surface of his skin. “The way you taste. The way you sound. The way you feel.”
Alec stilled beneath the gentle touch and softer words. He doubted any of the men who fucked Nick on the island heard any compliments or endearments. He ached for Nick. He wanted to feel him everywhere, but at the same time, the words reminded him to relax. To take it slow and really enjoy the moment that had been a month in the making. He heard Nick tear open the condom, felt him lean back as he unrolled it down his shaft, and took several deep breaths to ease the tension from his body.