Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 41687 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 208(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 139(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41687 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 208(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 139(@300wpm)
My dick was already on board. It had filled with blood the moment it was within fifty feet of Robbie. But my brain was struggling to decide what to do. Honestly, it didn’t seem to have as many votes as the rest of me did. My heart was clamoring to touch him, to give him what he needed. My hands and cock and mouth wanted all over that man.
And a small part of me wondered if maybe he was right. Maybe getting this over with would sate the hunger once and for all.
“You use condoms with Jake?” I asked, setting the packets on my desk and clasping my hands together in front of me to keep from reaching for him.
He ground his teeth before answering. “Yes. I’ve never gone without one. I… I don’t like the mess.”
He was lying about why. I could tell by the slight flare of his nostrils and the way his chin tilted up, defying me to challenge him.
Robbie was sentimental. Chances were, he was waiting for the right person to come along before giving away that last barrier to intimacy.
Which was why I was going to take it from him.
“I’m not using that condom,” I explained. “I’m clear, and so are you. If you want this, it’s bare or nothing.”
His face crinkled in annoyance. “You’re trying to get me to change my mind.”
“No.” I began straightening up and taking a step toward him. “But there’s not going to be anything between us. I need you to know I’ve been there. You’re going to feel the heat of my release sliding out of your ass all night, reminding you just how deep inside of you I was.”
I took another breath and held on to my calm facade by a vibrating thread. “If I’m going to give you a piece of me, you’re going to fucking hold it and treasure it.”
His eyes widened comically. I could see the moment he realized this was happening, that I was actually going to fuck him.
I continued. “And then you’re not going to let anyone else inside of you without a condom again. Do you understand?”
He flapped his arms out, drawing my attention to his beautiful sculpted chest and shoulders. “I already don’t! What the fuck. Stop talking! Just give me this!”
I reached him in two strides, cupping his face and slamming my mouth on his. Both of us let out a strangled groan as something true and necessary slotted into place inside me.
This. This was what I wanted. What I needed. And I wasn’t sure how I was going to live without it again after finally getting it.
His mouth went pliant under mine, letting me take control with licks and nibbles. Our tongues danced around each other, tasting and testing. There had never been anything as all-consuming as Robbie was. He took over all of my senses and flooded me with raw and uncontrollable need.
“Take off your clothes,” I commanded, my voice low and dangerous. He needed to feel just how much I no longer saw him as a child. Because I didn’t. The man in my arms was grown. Solid. Muscles firm and rounded under skin that had seen the sun and been through cuts and scrapes, leaving scars here and there.
Late-day stubble darkened his jaw and throat as I rasped my tongue along his carotid pulse. “Want to see you.”
“Please stop talking,” he whimpered, going loose and pliant in my arms. “I can’t… I just need… please.”
I reached for his pants and quickly removed them, leaning over to yank them off his legs while he braced himself on my back to keep from toppling over.
The utilitarian white boxer briefs gave me a certain kind of thrill, knowing he’d paid no special attention to putting on something more alluring for Jake on Valentine’s Day.
Within seconds, those were gone too, and Robbie Warren, my Robbie, stood completely naked in my office while I remained fully clothed.
“Hands on the desk.”
I knew what he wanted. Sex only. Purely physical slaking of need, that was it. And I would give it to him. But it was never going to be only physical between us, regardless of what he wanted.
The skin of his lower back was warm and smooth against my tongue as I leaned over to kiss it. I grasped his pert ass cheeks and squeezed, opening them just enough to get him to suck in a breath as his hole was exposed to the air. “So fucking sweet,” I murmured as I moved my mouth up along his spine, dropping kisses on each knob. “I want to take you apart.”
I could tell he wanted to say something, but I was also fairly sure he was losing the ability to. His breathing was rapid and shallow, and when I reached around to take his cock in hand, it was hard and dripping from the tip.