Free The Nobleman and the Spy by Bonnie Dee, Summer Devon

his shirt, waistcoat, trousers, and underclothing, then stood straight and gazed at Reese, inviting him to look his fill.
    Blood pounded in Reese"s temples, and he felt he might go blind from staring so hard. The count was a perfect specimen of manhood. With Karl"s mixed lineage, no doubt he had some Nordic forebears, and their blond beauty was evident. He was built big and blocky, with broad shoulders, a solid chest, and the arms of some Viking warrior carrying a battle-ax. His torso tapered to a narrower waist and hips and then a pair of legs as sturdy as tree trunks. Rather than European nobility, with that hard body Karl could be a laborer of the land. And his cock was a long, thick club jutting from a thatch of light brown hair. Reese"s entire body clenched just from looking at it.
    Reese wasn"t short or slight by any means, but Karl"s body made him feel that way. Weak and tender and, Christ, was this a womanly feeling, this desire to submit to anything this man demanded of him?
    Karl reached past him to pull down the covers. “Move up,” he ordered, and Reese scooted toward the pile of pillows as pure white as snow. His feet were no longer cold. Not one particle of his body was. He burned as he waited to see what His Excellency would command next.

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    Karl slipped into the bed beside him and drew the covers over both of them, up to their chests. He smiled at Reese again. “So…here we are, with plenty of time to do exactly as we wish. What do you wish, Mr. Reed?”
    Reese couldn"t speak. He believed he"d literally lost the ability to push words from his tight throat. He wanted. He needed. He desired.
    The other man placed his palm flat against his chest, feeling for his heartbeat.
    “Go ahead. Say it. For once in your life, admit to what you want.”
    Reese took a deep breath and exhaled. “Everything.”
    Karl"s smile grew wider. “That, I can do.” He pulled Reese into his arms so they lay chest to chest, groin to groin, their legs entwined. He stroked his hand down Reese"s spine and cupped his buttocks, cradling his body close. His cock pressed hard into Reese"s stomach, and Reese"s did the same, nestling into the other man"s flesh. Fire crackled on the hearth, and heat built between them as, for long moments, they simply lay facing each other. Then Karl lowered his eyelids over those astonishing blue eyes and leaned in to kiss Reese.
    His mouth plucked lightly at Reese"s lips, playing before settling into a deeper kiss. Reese opened his mouth to meet Karl"s tongue with his and moaned softly as he gave in to the pleasure of simply kissing. It was heavenly. He moved his hand up Karl"s broad back, over his muscular neck, and into the soft strands of his straight, fine hair, relishing the contrast of hard, masculine muscles with that oh-so-silken hair.
    They might have kissed for five minutes or fifty. Reese, who lived by appointments and deadlines met, completely lost track of time as he existed in a haze of pleasure and lust. He pushed his aching cock into Karl"s groin, wanting release, but at the same time he was content simply to kiss and kiss. Exploring another"s mouth with so much leisure and passion was far more delicious than he"d imagined. Everything about this encounter was far beyond any of his furtive fantasies.

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    It was Karl who finally pulled away and gave the next directive. “I want to be inside you now,” he murmured breathlessly. “Turn over.”
    Apparently Reese had surrendered his will at the door. In these rooms, Karl was the ruler, and he had to obey. He rolled over. He suspected there would be pain, but he welcomed whatever the more experienced man would show him. Hell, Reese longed for any pleasure or touch even more than he craved release for the exquisite tightening in his balls.
    Karl moved away from him for a moment, making noises as he got something from the night table. Reese"s heart pounded, and his buttocks tensed in