Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 81426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 407(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 407(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Without opening my mouth, I knew I wouldn’t be able to speak. Instead, I nodded, and he smiled again, making my cock throb.
He worked the buttons on my shirt. When he had it open, he brushed his callused fingers over my chest, gently, so fucking gently, I thought I would die. “Okay, answer the question now. What else about my body gets you hard?”
“Umm…” My brain was short-circuiting. I could feel it misfire. Every time I thought something, I felt him, and the wires sparked, making me lose it.
“Umm, what, Beautiful?” He was hardly touching me at all, but somehow it got my head spinning. He leaned in closer, his mouth next to my ear as his thumb rasped over one of my nipples. “What about me gets you hard?”
“This,” I managed to say huskily. “How you’re talking to me…and your back…that was fucking hot, watching how you moved. Your smile. How it’s both cocky and sweet at the same time.”
He sucked in a sharp breath at that, and I wondered if he was as shocked by my confession as I was.
“What am I going to do with you? Something about you really fucking gets to me. Ask me to kiss you, Jude.”
This was it. He was giving me a chance to change my mind, to tell him to slow down, to think this through and make sure it was something I wanted. I knew that as well as I knew my own name, and all it did was make me surer. There was no one I wanted to do this with, to experiment with, more than Cam. “What’s taking you so long? Hurry up and kiss me.”
Cam chuckled, then leaned in and did just that.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Camden
It’s just you, I guess. Do you know that about yourself? How comfortable you make people? How something about you just makes people feel safe? ~ Letter from Henry
This was probably all kinds of a mistake, but no way in hell could I stop myself. Not after how much and how long I’d wanted Jude.
A shock of electricity ran up my spine as our tongues tangled together. Jude kissed hungrily, with passion and desire woven together with nerves. “I’ll take care of you, Beautiful,” I said as I kissed my way down his throat. “Don’t worry. It’s just us.”
At that he growled, grabbed me, and before I knew it, Jude was flipping me on my back and hovering above me. “Treat me like you would any other lover. I don’t want you to coddle me.”
“Say it again.”
Jude’s forehead wrinkled in this way that was too fucking adorable. “Say what?”
“That you’re my lover. Or just the word lover over and over again. It’s hot hearing you say it. Gets my dick hard.” I pushed my hips up to grind against him. He wanted no-holds-barred, and he was going to get it.
“Oh fuck, that feels good. Different but good. And you’re ridiculous. I’m not saying lover again.”
“Not saying what again?”
“Dickhead…as in you are one.”
“Was that supposed to be less hot? I like hearing you say dick too. And I wanna see yours and touch it, so why don’t you get those pants off, Boyfriend. That real enough for you?”
I watched his Adam’s apple move as he swallowed.
“What are we going to do?” Jude asked, heat flickering in his gaze.
“I’m gonna make you come so hard, you’ll wonder why in the hell we haven’t been doing this all along.”
Jude trembled, and it radiated from him through me. My hands traveled up and down his back under his open shirt. “Do you like it? You said you wanted my hands on you. Tell me what it feels like.”
Jude didn’t answer me. Instead, he crushed our lips together, sought entrance with his tongue, fast and furious and messy. Like he wanted to feel and not think, and I couldn’t help but question how many times in his life Jude tried to turn off his brain.
I sucked his lip, and he rutted against me, buried his face in my throat as I shoved my hands down his pants to cup his ass. He jolted as if I’d electrocuted him, but then whimpered into the crook of my neck. Somehow I knew he needed a minute, that he was gathering his thoughts, trying to wrap his head around this. “You wanna stop, we stop. At any point.”
“I know,” he said, then gently rolled his groin against mine. “I…I don’t wanna stop.”
“You okay getting naked for me?”
“You’re coddling again.”
“Do you know me?” I teased, and something about that made Jude stiffen on top of me, and I didn’t mean his dick either. That was already hard as a rock.
“I’m not your brother.”
It was my turn to freeze then. “Um…no shit?” My erection began to deflate. Talking about Sawyer when I was with another guy was all sorts of wrong.