Chapter 80

Covered so beautifully in that soft skin, Sasha’s hand reached into Nathan’s jeans, beneath the elastic of his shorts, and wrapped long fingers around his heated flesh. Nathan instinctively shifted into the touch, both their eyes staring deeply into each other’s like they didn’t dare look away. Sasha pulled Nathan out fully, and the cool air made him hiss.

“Mmmm…” Nathan hummed low in his throat, almost mimicking Sasha’s usual purrs.

Sasha licked his lips again, his mouth so close to Nathan’s, that the action teased a wet circle around Nathan’s lips as well. At the same time Sasha’s thumb passed over the wetness at Nathan’s tip, making him harden further. Sashawasheavy sitting on Nathan’s thighs, but Nathan kind of liked it, the weight of it, the firm, undeniable presence.

“Gotta be illegal…somewhere…for a man to have hands that soft,” Nathan managed to say within Sasha’s hold, wishing his head could fall against something, but the back of the chair was too short.