At Attention Read online Annabeth Albert (Out of Uniform #2)

Categories Genre: Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Out of Uniform Series by Annabeth Albert
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Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82173 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
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“Yeah?” Apollo’s voice was deeper now, not so unsteady. His brain might still be a muddled mess, but his body had definite opinions about why it was in Dylan’s embrace.

“Oh yeah.” Dylan licked his way to Apollo’s ear then sucked the earlobe into his mouth.

“Fuck. I like your ideas.” Apollo gasped.

“You’re going to love this one.” Dylan gave him a grin full of wicked promise before sinking to his knees. He undid Apollo’s belt with the smooth, efficient movements of a man who knew exactly what his target was. He withdrew Apollo’s cock, and somehow he already knew exactly how Apollo liked to be jacked—tight on the shaft, looser on the head, fingers grazing the sensitive underside.

Another smile and then Dylan dipped his head, swallowing Apollo down until his lips met his fist. Fuck. Nothing in years had felt as good as the tight, wet heat of Dylan’s mouth.

“Hell. My knees may not be up to you,” he groaned as he pushed his shoulders back into the door to keep himself upright.

“I’ll take that compliment.” Dylan laughed and shoved Apollo, pants half-down and all, until he was sitting on the edge of the bed. Apollo kicked his pants and boxers the rest of the way off. Not missing a beat, Dylan returned to his knees in front of Apollo.

Apollo had to laugh at how he’d gotten all tangled up in his clothes and at how damn eager Dylan was. The sound felt a bit unfamiliar to his ears. Sex in his experience was usually far more serious than silly, but somehow everything with Dylan was infused with a certain...levity he’d never had before. He leaned back slightly so he could watch Dylan lick his way down his shaft. He was damn good at coordinating the hot strokes of his mouth with the firm grip of his hand on the base of Apollo’s shaft.

Apollo ran his hand through Dylan’s curls, loving how Dylan hummed his approval.

“Fuck. You. Are. Amazing.” Apollo moaned between words. It wasn’t just that it had been so long for him—it was Dylan and how damn...joyful he made this act, laughing around his cock before he doubled down on the licking and sucking.

He shifted around and then his arm brushed Apollo’s calf, an unmistakable bump-bump-bump that told Apollo that Dylan was jacking himself off while he sucked him.

Simply knowing that was almost enough to get Apollo the rest of the way there. “Wait,” he panted. “Want...something for both of us.”

“Oh trust me, this is.” Dylan grinned up at him. “Hell, I’m having a hard time making sure you come first.”

“But...”

“Tell your brain to be quiet.” Dylan worked his tongue against the underside of Apollo’s cock. “I promise we can indulge whatever you’re thinking in a while, but right now, I’m dying to taste you.”

Huh. A double-header. Apollo hadn’t done that in forever. He guessed there were indeed certain perks to having a much-younger lover. Lover. Was that what Dylan was? Were—

“Gah.” He moaned as Dylan swallowed him deeper than he previously had.

“Stop thinking,” Dylan ordered before starting a hard and fast rhythm with his hand and mouth. The little sounds he made around Apollo’s cock were among the sexiest things Apollo had ever heard. Knowing he was getting off on this too was a major head rush. Dylan moved to the right, getting a deeper angle on Apollo’s cock, but also letting Apollo feel the motion of his jerking off more fully. Dylan swallowed hard, milking his cock between his tongue and the roof of his mouth. His hand sped up and the little whimpers he was making made Apollo’s balls tighten.

“Close,” Apollo warned.

“Gimme.”

“Fuck. You love this, don’t you? Sucking me off? You want my come?” Saying the words, freeing the dirty, demanding side of his brain made his whole body tense.

In response, Dylan moaned as he went deep, lips meeting his fist, pinky brushing Apollo’s balls.

“That’s it. Take it deep.” Apollo groaned, hips rocking as he skirted the edge. Dylan tightened his mouth, cheeks hollowing as he sucked frantically. A harsh moan as his wrist brushed against Apollo’s leg, strokes speeding up, and that was all it took—knowing Dylan was so close.

“Coming.” Apollo gripped Dylan’s head, holding him deep as he came. Not like he had to worry about Dylan escaping—the eager noises he made were enough to coax out a few more spurts. The orgasm hit like the last surge of energy on a grinder circuit—as if nothing could keep him from the finish line, adrenaline high clearing out every ounce of doubt in his brain.

“Yes.” Warmth hit Apollo’s leg as Dylan came. Hottest thing Apollo had ever seen, Dylan’s eyes squished shut, mouth pursed, lips all swollen, hair a mess from Apollo’s hands. His head fell heavily against Apollo’s thigh. He peeled off his T-shirt and used it to swab at Apollo’s leg. “Fuck. I love my big ideas.”


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