Chapter 5Bennie danced naked in the colored sunlight from the octagonal window. This body was incredible! Lithe and strong. He ran his hands down his lean chest, pinched his n*****s and shivered deliciously at the nip of pain and pleasure. At first he’d thought of leaving this one for the other. Jordan, was it? The more dominant male. But this one suited him, Bennie’s carnal appetites far stronger.
He licked his lips, recalling Jordan under him earlier. Such a fine back, pale and muscular, with several dark beauty marks on his shoulder. He’d love to put marks of his own on that pale skin, bite marks and scratches and the lovely deep purple and blue of bruises. He’d tie Jordan up and make him scream for it.
And there’d be others. f**k, yes. He’d been denied his pleasures for far too long.
