A New Dream [Dreams: 1] by Alex C. Clarke Read Free Book Online Page A

glorifying the curve of his back, two cute dimples on the top of his cheeks and the twin globes resting proudly on the white sheets. His legs were slightly spread but not enough to show his anatomy for James’ taste. He didn’t have a lot of body hair but freckles sprinkled the top of his shoulders. James wanted to kiss, lick and torment every single one. He wanted to make David his friend, his lover and a lot more, his wishful thinking to go slow long forgotten…
    Once more, his hard-on was tucked against the rough fabric of his jeans. He couldn’t remember being so constantly aroused in his life, except maybe during his teenage years. He blinked and, without even realizing it, he had crossed the room to sit next to his perfect fantasy. He was afraid of being rejected but he would never know if he didn’t try. He felt like he was witnessing the scene from outside of his body.
    His hand rose in spite of himself. His fingers touched David’s shoulder blades and the freckles he craved to lick. His caress felt like a butterfly’s wings to him. Barely touching David’s pearly white skin, a shot of electricity coursed from his fingertips through his body down to his groin. He grazed the prominent spine with delicate fingertips. David wasn’t well nourished; he would make a point of feeding him. James wanted to draw a protective cocoon around him and heal his tormented soul.
    His fingers continued their path on the pale skin and lingered in the deep dimples. He dared to put his hand flat on David's left cheek, appreciating the curve as he tested the softness of the skin, feeling the heat under his trembling fingers. He heard a low moan as David moved leisurely on the bed. His arms still tucked under the pillow, he turned his head to James. The sleepy look on his face was adorable. A smile crept up on his sultry lips. James didn’t hesitate, he bent over unhurriedly to give David the opportunity to pull away if he didn’t want what was about to happen.
    Their eyes were locked on each other when their lips first met. David had shifted a little to give James more space and he had opened his mouth, his eyes filled with pure lust. When they at last touched, fireworks exploded between them. The shock made James whimper. The sweetness and warmth of David’s mouth spread like wildfire through him. Their tongues brushed shyly at first until James tilted his head to deepen the kiss. His free hand landed on David’s stubble, holding him in place. His other hand, still on the curve of his buttocks, was trembling a little.
    Their tongues gave battle, their mouths melting into each other. A wave of heat rushed down James’ veins, leaving him panting heavily. David lifted up, never breaking the kiss. Resting on his elbow, David had freed a hand and he let it rest shyly on James’ neck, where his pulse beat wildly. James flipped David over and covered his body with his own, deepening their kiss even further.
    James pulled his hand from David’s lower back to run it over his rib cage, over his chest and gently pinched a nipple. He wasn’t able to think anymore, he could only feel wave after wave of heat as he slid his tongue along David’s jaw, nibbling his skin, tasting their mutual sweat; it was the purest ambrosia. David was pressed against him, disheveled, eyes bulging, mouth hanging open, glistening with sweat, his erection rubbing against James’ jeans. He had yet to touch this part of his anatomy. Exciting noises elicited from them, their short breaths echoing in the room. The setting sun was casting shadows on their joined bodies. James was so excited he was afraid to cream his pants with his release, before he had a chance to pleasure David. He had both hands on his face now, holding him a few inches away.
    Their breaths mingled together, they were so close. So hot. They were so hard, so ready for what was to come.
    They jumped at a sudden noise. Bo, leaning against the door jamb, chuckled softly.
    “Ya didn’t waste