Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44211 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44211 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Everett grinned. “Oh, I like hearing that.”
Dax narrowed his eyes. “That you make me crazy?”
“Of course!” Everett threw up his hands. “Everyone wants to drive someone mad with lust. It’s not only flattering but also means that together, we’ll be explosive. Who wouldn’t want that?” Everett stepped closer to Dax and tilted his head back to stare into his eyes. “You turn me on so much, Dax. All of you. And I’m sure even the parts I can’t see will, as well. They are as much a part of you as your big, beautiful body and your even bigger beautiful brain. You’re the whole package for me, and I couldn’t care less that I don’t even reach your shoulders in height.” He picked up Dax’s hand and placed it on his chest. “Just feel me. I’m strong. Please don’t underestimate me. I’m a strong man who happens to desire another strong man, and if we’re going to share a bed, then things are going to happen.”
Dax’s mouth twitched. “Are they?”
“Don’t you want that, too? I mean, if your need for me is that strong…” He gave Dax a smile as he reached up to gather fistfuls of Dax’s shirt so he could pull him down. “Kiss me.”
Everett actually felt sparks shooting off in his body when those soft lips met his. Still, he could feel Dax holding back, so he pressed in, forcing those lips open and thrusting his tongue into Dax’s mouth. That was apparently all Dax needed to let go because in the next instant, Everett was lifted off his feet and kissed to within an inch of his life. Deep, drugging kisses that made him glad Dax was holding onto him so tightly, because he would have sagged if still on his feet.
Dax pulled back and set Everett down. “I want to do this with you, but you have to speak up if I get too rough.”
“I don’t have a problem with rough, but how about me riding you?”
Dax visibly swallowed, his nostrils flaring.
Everett slowly ran his hands up that wide, muscular chest, hair crinkling under his palms. “I’ll control the movements.” He lowered his voice. “The depth.” He stood on his toes. “But I want your hands on me. I like to be touched.”
Dax curled those hands into fists.
“I know you can be gentle. I thought it was a dream, but you carried me carefully.” Everett leaned closer and whispered, “Just don’t be too gentle.”
“Fuck, Everett.”
“Yes,” he nodded. “Fuck Everett.”
Dax suddenly bent and lifted Everett and Everett wrapped his legs around him.
“You do know I’m thirty-six years old,” Everett drawled playfully, though inside, this show of strength turned him the hell on. “Kind of old to be carried off to bed.”
“You could never be too old for this.” Dax left the master bathroom and walked out of the master bedroom to the stairs, his hands cupping Everett’s ass.
Everett buried his face in Dax’s neck. “Damn, you smell good. Reminds me of a fireplace burning in winter.”
“Your scent appeals to me as well.”
Everett kissed the warm skin over Dax’s pulse as the ogre climbed the staircase. Every step made his dick rub against Dax’s soft belly. He tightened his legs, groaning when Dax kneaded his ass. He could feel the strength in that grip. It turned him on even more.
They reached the landing, and Dax paused, nudging Everett’s head up so he could slide his lips over his. Everett opened his mouth, loving the glide of Dax’s tongue against his own. It was a sensual dance. White-hot lust curled in his belly, making his cock ache. He thrust against Dax, stroking his tongue deep into Dax’s mouth.
This…need…was like a living thing inside him, expanding and simmering to a boil. He’d had good sex before, but nothing had ever quite felt like this. Everything about Dax attracted him. It was like his body, his heat, and even his scent had been designed just for Everett.
He moaned and pulled back to gasp. “Dax, this is… It’s…”
“I know,” Dax growled out the words. “I think I might die if I don’t fuck you now.”
“Wouldn’t want that.” Everett kissed down Dax’s jaw to his neck and sucked on the salty skin there. “Take me to my bedroom now. There’s condoms and lube.” He tilted his head back to look at Dax. “Do we even need condoms? Since you’re…what you are?”
“No, we don’t.”
“Oh, fuck,” Everett moaned. The thought of going bare had him clenching his hole. He’d never done that. This would be a first time, in a sense. He was so thankful he’d taken a thorough shower earlier and prepared his body. Just in case. He had been hoping for this. He was ready for this.
Dax carried him into the bedroom and set him on his feet next to the bed. Impatient now, Everett tugged his Henley over his head and dropped it to the floor. He kicked off his shoes and bent to remove his socks.