Who's ready for another JUICEY teaser from BOSS (Coming July 15th). Ezra and Joshua are having a bit of fun in the kitchen wink emoticon
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Ezra ripped back the plastic sheet, plucking a fat, juicy strawberry from the bunch. He bobbed it into his wine before lifting it slowly to his lips. The dark liquid dripped down his chin and onto the stiff collar of his white shirt. He slowly bit into the strawberry, his lips wrapping around the red skin as his eyes stared intensely into Joshua’s, narrowing without blinking.
“They’re aphrodisiacs,” Ezra tossed the green stem into the carton, before plucking out another, “try one.”
Joshua was about to dip his hand into the strawberries but before he had a chance, Ezra lifted the strawberry he’d chosen and dangled it in front of Joshua’s lips, darting his brows up and down as if daring him to try it from his fingers. He stared at the strawberry, his eyes crossing as he looked down his own nose. Heart pounding in his chest, he told himself he wasn’t going to eat a strawberry from another guy’s hand. His tongue poked through his lips before sucking it back in.
“Go on,” Ezra pushed it forwards, “try it. Are you afraid you'll enjoy it?”
Somehow, Joshua was sure Ezra wasn’t just talking about the strawberry.
His lashes fluttered, the pounding of his heart rising about the loud music. He darted up to Ezra’s eyes but they were still fixed on him, like they always were. He wanted to pull away, he really did, but before he could stop it, he was ducking under the strawberry, letting Ezra dangle it into his mouth.
Catching it between his teeth, he expected Ezra to move his hand but he didn’t. He quickly bit into the strawberry, the sugary juices mixing bitterly with the red wine.
“Nice, isn’t it?” Ezra pulled away the leaves, tossing them into the carton.
Joshua chewed the strawberry in silence, his eyes locked on Ezra’s. It’s like he couldn’t stop himself. Whenever he got too close to Ezra, he seemed to lose all of his judgement skills.
“Juicy and sweet,” Ezra whispered, sipping his wine, “ripe.”
No other words were needed. Joshua wasn’t strong enough to resist anymore.
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Ezra ripped back the plastic sheet, plucking a fat, juicy strawberry from the bunch. He bobbed it into his wine before lifting it slowly to his lips. The dark liquid dripped down his chin and onto the stiff collar of his white shirt. He slowly bit into the strawberry, his lips wrapping around the red skin as his eyes stared intensely into Joshua’s, narrowing without blinking.
“They’re aphrodisiacs,” Ezra tossed the green stem into the carton, before plucking out another, “try one.”
Joshua was about to dip his hand into the strawberries but before he had a chance, Ezra lifted the strawberry he’d chosen and dangled it in front of Joshua’s lips, darting his brows up and down as if daring him to try it from his fingers. He stared at the strawberry, his eyes crossing as he looked down his own nose. Heart pounding in his chest, he told himself he wasn’t going to eat a strawberry from another guy’s hand. His tongue poked through his lips before sucking it back in.
“Go on,” Ezra pushed it forwards, “try it. Are you afraid you'll enjoy it?”
Somehow, Joshua was sure Ezra wasn’t just talking about the strawberry.
His lashes fluttered, the pounding of his heart rising about the loud music. He darted up to Ezra’s eyes but they were still fixed on him, like they always were. He wanted to pull away, he really did, but before he could stop it, he was ducking under the strawberry, letting Ezra dangle it into his mouth.
Catching it between his teeth, he expected Ezra to move his hand but he didn’t. He quickly bit into the strawberry, the sugary juices mixing bitterly with the red wine.
“Nice, isn’t it?” Ezra pulled away the leaves, tossing them into the carton.
Joshua chewed the strawberry in silence, his eyes locked on Ezra’s. It’s like he couldn’t stop himself. Whenever he got too close to Ezra, he seemed to lose all of his judgement skills.
“Juicy and sweet,” Ezra whispered, sipping his wine, “ripe.”
No other words were needed. Joshua wasn’t strong enough to resist anymore.