Next to go on the floor were the black slacks and boxers. After that Gideon rubbed his chin smiling as he savoured the sight before him. Granted Jude wasn't as naked yet as Zero would have preferred but still, it was everything to him.
He moved in; slowly overlaying himself on top of Jude. His lips traced letters on Jude's bare shoulders.
At the first touch on his groin from the publicist; Gideon groaned a guttural sound. The sound getting lost in a moan of satisfaction from Jude.
Zero decided he liked how Jude moaned along with his body, so he dipped his head down. To lick at the pink nipple that was erect and begging for attention, attention he was more than willing to give. The Heisman trophy winner pressed his tongue on the malleable flesh. He circled his tongue on it and Jude moaned some more. Swivelling his hips beneath the former football player.
Their hips thrust in a sensual manner that reminded them both of high school stolen dry-humping sessions.
Jude's hands got entangled in his hair and pulled it back in a movement that could've been painful but at that moment it made the animal in Gideon arch his back seeking more he needed more of this, more of Jude.
Maintaining focus and taking it slowly had never been more difficult for Zero. But he managed. Cupping Jude's firm bottom and making sure his hands were branded on the publicist's skin.
The sound of the iPhone's ringing penetrated Jude's consciousness and he muttered a low curse. "I have to take that. "
"Don't answer it," Zero told him at the same time as his lips trailed over; distractingly on his neck. The kisses were deliciously punctuated with enticing licks of wet tongue until he trembled off and hovered above him. Zero held Jude's pink nipple between his thumb and forefinger, rolling gently.
The need to take Jude had never been stronger, he felt his own blood rush straight to his head from the desire to possess Jude.
The phone rang again.
"I really have to take tha..." Jude got distracted before he finished his sentence and moaned when Zero's lips covered his own. He raked his hands through Zero's blond hair. Hanging on to it tightly as he felt his partner's slickness. Without thinking he arched his back, seeking more. Then just as quickly his eyes opened when he came back to his senses. "I have to." With the problems at the lodge, he had no choice but to work, so he reached for the phone, and jerked off the bed. White bed linen wrapped around his waist "Jude Reynolds here."
Zero felt the cool brush along his skin, it didn't desolate his desire though. The need to take a man had never been stronger.
Ever!
And now looking at the fine publicist with a fine patrician profile sans any clothing the desire to possess him nearly consumed him whole. He jerked off the bed not caring to cover anything up and walked over to the publicist whose demure had changed adopting a more serious one since he'd gotten on the call.
Zero placed a comforting hand on Jude's lower back, sensually kissing along his jaw, up his neck, and up his ear in slow movements.
Jude held up one finger on Zero's mouth, eyes slowly drifting shut with heaviness "I'll be right there." He spoke into the phone and then softly spoke to the athlete right after he'd gotten off the phone "That was your assistant, someone broke into the lodge and sliced the electrical wiring in strategic places around the site."
Business and compassion flickered in his eyes as he walked over to pick up his clothes off the floor and finished "Which will prevent you from passing the inspection today."
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𝐀 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐘 𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐋: 𝐙𝐞𝐫𝐨 ✔️
RomanceZero was a football hero. A bachelor. A presumed ladies man. The last thing he expected during his retirement from a dazzling football career was his former boss's cool, calm and collected nephew. Who is assigned to handle PR. As Zero navigates the...