Semua Bab More Than His Touch: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Kingsley ranked among the rare folks who enjoyed giving blowjobs more than receiving them. It wasn’t merely the sensation of a man’s cock filling his mouth that thrilled him, but the rush of control it brought. He savored seeing his partner—or partners—tremble with ecstasy.He craved eye contact. He relished observing them, and being observed back with eyes heavy from desire as he pushed them toward climax. Kingsley followed a set routine with his casual hookups. Bringing the guy to the brink with his mouth while fingering him at the same time formed part of it.After his skilled multitasking, sensing the peak nearing—he’d pull back.Then Kingsley would flip him over, slide on a condom, apply plenty of lube, and slide in deep. He excelled at reading cues: who craved gentle paces, who needed it fierce, who desired a perfect blend. He’d maintain that rhythm until the guy clutched the sheets or gripped a table edge—wherever they happened to be—and spilled his release everywhere.Kingsley

A kiss. A simple kiss.Kingsley never imagined one single kiss could stir such feelings inside him. Soft lips brushed against his own, Lorenzo’s fingers threading gently through his hair, and his heart pounded like it might burst free from his chest. If he didn’t know better, he might think he faced a heart attack.When they drew back at last, Kingsley’s gaze stayed locked on Lorenzo’s face. He searched for any hint of worry or second thoughts, while hoping deep down to spot none. Lorenzo’s lips parted a bit, his breaths coming quicker than normal. From the rise and fall of his chest, the kiss thrilled him just as much as it did Kingsley.Lorenzo shut his eyes and leaned in once more. He planted a light, quick kiss on Kingsley’s lips. Then one more. And another. Those tender, feather-like touches teased and enchanted at once. Kingsley adored them, yet craved deeper connection.The fabric of their clothes chafed his skin, urging him to strip them away. He yearned to explore every curve

“So..”“So?”“So.” Nina paused, scanning the breakroom to check if anyone eavesdropped on their talk. “I have something to tell you!”“Spill the tea,” Kingsley said as he poured hot coffee into his mug, steam rising in curls, then spun around to face Nina, locking his eyes on hers fully.“Miles and I are dating,” Nina confessed, her cheeks flushing pink.“Oh.” Kingsley hummed with a nod. “Okay.”“Okay? Okay?” Nina frowned, her brows knitting in offense. “That’s it? That’s all you say?”“Can’t say I didn’t see it coming.” Kingsley shrugged, sipping the steaming brew. “I’m only surprised it took this long.”“Whatever,” Nina muttered, crossing her arms. “We talked to H.R. about it and signed the disclosure forms.”“Wait—” now Kingsley widened his eyes in shock, “—you’re official with H.R.?”“Uh-huh,” Nina smirked, her eyes twinkling as Kingsley stared back, mouth agape.“Damn,” he said softly. “That’s serious.”“We didn’t want to tell office folks before H.R.” Nina explained, leaning on

Kingsley sat slumped in the passenger seat, the city lights blurring past as Roan gripped the steering wheel and turned left onto a quiet street.“I’m fucked,” Kingsley said, his voice heavy with worry.“I know we’re close and all, but I don’t need to keep hearing about your sex life so often,” Roan replied, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, a smirk tugging at his lips.“Not fucked in that way. Well, that way too…” Kingsley shot back with a quick grin, his hand running through his messy hair before his face turned serious again, brows knitting together. “Can you stop joking for a minute?”“Fine. Speak, son,” Roan said, his tone shifting to one of concern as he eased off the gas pedal.“Things are getting more… complicated. More heated. With Lorenzo and me,” Kingsley sighed, staring out the window at the passing buildings, his fingers drumming nervously on his knee.“What else did you expect when you started taking the train to pound town with your boss?” Roan asked, his voice laced wi

“This is… incredible,” Lorenzo remarked, utterly amazed as he savored the meal Roan had whipped up. “Like, top-tier restaurant incredible.”“You know,” Kingsley chimed in, “every single time I taste your cooking, I kick myself for ever ending things with you, Ro.”“Uh.” Kai blinked in surprise. “Are you forgetting I’m right here? Me? His husband? The love of his life?”“Yeah, and you’re welcome,” Kingsley shot back with a smirk. “Who knows what might’ve happened if I hadn’t called it off? Maybe I’d be the one wearing the ring.”“Don’t be ridiculous and just eat your food,” Roan cut in, prompting a laugh from Kingsley. Kai let out a contented hum as he dove back into his meal. Roan shifted his attention to Lorenzo, offering a courteous smile. “Thanks.” Though Kingsley had felt anxious at the outset, he soon relaxed with Lorenzo among him and his friends. He kept up his usual antics—teasing Kai and acting like normal—and Lorenzo appeared to be having a good time, judging by the steady g