CAMELOT FANTASIES

Excerpt from my first Male/Male erotica When Mr Grey met Mr Cross - a short story fanfiction based on a chance meeting between the two hottest and most troubled CEO's on the planet - Christian Grey and Gideon Cross. Told from Christians point of view. Read it for free here: http://www.movellas.com/story/201509230151275269-when-mr-grey-met-mr-cross

We lunge at the same time, but Gideon is up on his hunches, throwing me back so hard my chair rocks on its back legs. His mouth is hard and demanding; his tongue lashing against mine as I fight back. I grip his silky hair and try to push back, with hard thrusts of my own tongue, but he has me pinned - cradling my head into the back of the armchair, his taught chest pressed so hard against mine I can feel his shirt buttons through my t-shirt.

And his **** as it presses into my thigh...

What the **** am I doing? I'M NOT GAY! And as far as I know NEITHER IS HE! But holy fuuuucccckkkkk...This feels... sooooooo goooood...

I can feel my own **** now growing in my jeans. Gideon still has me pinned as we writhe and kiss ruthlessly. He's leaning between my legs so I kick off my loafers, lift my hips and wrap my long legs around his waist - using my bare feet against his rock hard ass to rub myself against him. He groans deep in his throat and the noise reverberates through me, making me moan. He rocks himself against me - our erections strain and rub together and I'm amazed by how much I like it. Suddenly he rips his mouth away from mine and I blink up at him panting hard. He's panting hard too and suddenly he grasps his shirt, ripping it in two. Buttons ping everywhere, ricocheting in all directions - revealing the kind of ripped body that would make Michelangelo weep. He doesn't move out of my legs - in fact he grabs the backs of my thighs.

"I want to **** your ass." He growls at me.

HOLY ****!

HOLY ****! I love your stories, Bethie! Wish you amazing success and all the best in your art!
I miss Alexa and Jake...