Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 85167 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85167 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Even as Driver’s strong hands gripped his cock, it wasn’t enough.
“Please,” he said on a gasp. “Driver, please.”
Driver groaned before kissing him deep, their tongues twisted together but not for long. Then Driver was on his knees between Tam’s thighs and both hands were working Tam’s shaft and balls.
Tam’s head slammed back into the pillow and he moaned.
Fuck yes. Fucking hell.
“Beautiful,” Driver said. His voice was so gruff and filled with praise it kindled an answering heat in Tam’s core.
Feet on the bed and thighs spread, Tam lifted his hips into each stroke. Driver’s pleased grunt was all the reward he needed to keep going. Well, that wasn’t really true. He kind of loved the way Driver’s eyes were glued to him too. The way his cheeks were flushed and his lips were swollen, the way his abs tensed and relaxed in unison as if he could feel what Tam felt, and definitely the way his fist tightened on every upstroke like he couldn’t stand to let Tam slip from his grasp.
The heady rush of it all sent Tam flying high until he thought he might rocket into the sun. He was so gone, right on the edge, toes curling into the soft sheets and head thrown back when he felt the unmistakable pressure of a finger on his asshole.
It took all of Tam’s newfound courage not to descend into panic when his entire focus narrowed to that single point of contact. His heart squeezed and his lungs seized, but he didn’t let himself get sucked down. He just grabbed Driver’s wrist.
“Stop.”
Driver responded instantly. And even though Tam knew he would, relief still flooded him with a strange euphoria. He collapsed onto the bed and hid his eyes with his arm.
“Sorry, I... I still can’t...” His hands clenched as a sense of failure overwhelmed him.
“No, baby, I shouldn’t have surprised you like that.” Driver rubbed both of Tam’s thighs.
It took Tam a minute, swallowing the lump in his throat before he could speak again.
“I hate them for ruining this.” Tears threatened to leak from the corners of his eyes. He was doing his best to keep still while he fought the disappointment.
Driver moved to cover him again, his body a warm comfort. As were the soft kisses he placed along Tam’s jaw.
“Nothing is ruined.” His hips flexed, drawing Tam’s attention to the erection rubbing against his leg.
“I’m not ready. I can’t.”
Driver took Tam’s arm and moved it away from his face. “That’s okay. I can.”
Tam bit his lip and opened his eyes. Driver looked so earnest and confident it stole Tam’s breath.
“You?”
Driver leaned down and kissed him. “Make love to me, Tam.”
Never in a million years had Tam ever imagined a man like Driver would want to bottom. Of course, everything he knew about sex was tainted by his experiences. But Driver was so...so...virile. From his sharp features, deep-set eyes, and rough five-o’clock shadow to his sculpted body, tattoos, and I-don’t-give-a-fuck attitude—he was a man’s man.
It had been a shock to find out Driver was bisexual, but this?
Tam was having a hard time processing it, which was just another example of his own prejudices. “Really?”
Driver rolled them again so Tam ended up straddling him.
“I told you my motto when it comes to sex, didn’t I?”
Yes, please. Tam blinked.
“I’m a glutton. I’ll take it however I can get it. Sometimes that means bottoming for some super-hot alpha top.” He squeezed Tam’s ass. “I never minded one bit.”
“I’ve never topped before.”
Driver’s eyes hooded and his nostrils flared. “Good.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.” And it always hurt, didn’t it?
“I’ll prep myself real well, precious. It’ll be fine.”
Then he pulled Tam down into a mind-melting kiss that reignited Tam’s desire like a damn nuclear bomb. Just that quick he went hard as a steel stiletto.
What else could he do but trust Driver?
“You keep surprising me,” he said.
“Yeah? Is that good?”
Tam hummed his answer, bringing their mouths together again. So damn good. It was like the best roller coaster ride in history. Or the most perfect dance routine.
“Let me grab a condom. I need you inside me.”
Tam scurried off so Driver could lean over the edge of the bed and dig around inside his jeans. He came back with two small foil packets. He ripped the first one open with his teeth, then squirted the contents onto his fingers. Tam held his breath as Driver brought both knees to his chest and began circling his hole with the newly lubed fingers. His ass and hole were mouth-wateringly smooth, but his balls were surrounded by a soft patch of pubes. Tam squeezed his own cock, eyes glued to the delectable sight as Driver breached himself with one finger.
“Oh my God.” Tam felt the tug deep down in his core.
Driver winked at him, completely shameless, and twisted the finger buried inside. “You like that?”