Kris Summers Nude Novels & Stories

The younger man panted softly beneath his touch. Pulling Ken onto his lap, Cris leaned forward, his tongue teasing at a nipple. “Hold tight, kiddo,” he murmured, one hand at Ken’s back while the other teased his other nipple. Ken’s moan was soft, shaky. “F…fuck…” Cris smirked and laid him down again, trailing his lips down his body. Clothes disappeared between them, and soon Cris’s hands were slick with lube as he touched Ken—slow, deliberate.

"Where are you going?" "Your mate needs to eat." His mom rolled his eyes and Kris didn't say anything. Instead he took a step and grab my hand. "She will wait for me, I haven't take my breakfast as well." He said in a flat tone. "No--" "It's fine, I'll wait for him." I smiled at her and she smile back. "You will be a great luna." I blushed and she left as Kris close his door and spin me around facing him, I gulp seeing him half naked and only towel wrap around his torso, I look away. Those abs, perfect toned chest.