Total pages in book: 143
Estimated words: 133886 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 669(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 133886 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 669(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
He fisted his fingers into Dallas’s dress shirt. Words failed him as he fought his most basic instincts. Luckily, the doors dinged open to their floor. He kept a hold of Dallas, pushing him out backward as he followed. Greer made it to the darkened entrance of the hallway leading to their rooms before Dallas’s strong hands reached for his hips, stopping his forward movement. His mister’s brawn owned Greer in that minute. He was wrenched against Dallas’s solid chest, those large biceps locked around his waist.
“Thank you for coming after me. To lose you would’ve been the greatest loss of my life.” The devotion-filled words were whispered against Greer’s ear. His whole body turned into a tingling mass of nerves. Greer’s forehead hit Dallas’s shoulder as that sweetly given oath healed the fractures in his heart.
“I was afraid you didn’t want me,” Greer confessed, his eyes closed as Dallas tightened his hold. Possession seeped into every pore of Greer’s body, showing him exactly where he belonged. Greer felt loved and protected in the embrace.
For the first time in his life, he understood the security of what a genuinely loving embrace meant for both his heart and soul.
“I’ll want you until the day I die. Even longer if it’s possible.” Outside of the giant steel cock pressing into his, this moment wasn’t about sex. They would end there. Greer was too sexually attracted to this man not to, but right now, they were about sealing their future together.
“Tell me what we’re up against,” Greer whispered. He pressed his lips to Dallas’s jaw and reared back to look him in the eyes. Dallas’s Adam’s apple bobbed.
“I need a drink.”
“Me fucking too.”
Dallas’s husky chuckle sent goose bumps springing across Greer’s neck, chest, and arms. Dallas owned him. The elevator dinged behind him. Who knew if it was coming or going? Dallas released him, and they started for the room.
=♥=
“Change,” Greer said over his shoulder, trying to walk away.
Dallas wrapped an arm around Greer’s stomach, drawing him backward. They were just shy of the hotel room’s door as it swung shut behind them, closing them into the privacy of their room. Did they really need to talk? Dallas’s mind was made up. He’d deal with his family when the time came.
“You’re making it too hard, Dallas.”
Dallas’s chuckle reverberated throughout his chest. “You know how to make it soft again.”
Greer’s chin tilted over his shoulder. “I want you to talk first, then fuck me out on the balcony. I’ve been thinking about it all night. You can bend me over the oversized chair and fuck the shit out of me while promising you won’t ever disappear again.”
Dallas ground his hips into Greer’s ass. One of those involuntarily, lust-induced gyrations. In contrast to his words, Greer turned in Dallas’s arms, lifting on his tiptoes to seal the promise with a kiss. With no hesitation, Dallas opened, sweeping his tongue forward. He kissed Greer like they had been kissing just this way forever.
The latch on the door clicked, Dallas felt more than heard the door swing open then a startled gasp behind him.
“Excuse me.” The unexpected voice didn’t automatically make Dallas tear away from the kiss. Instead, he finished with a slow removal of his lips as his gaze fixed on Greer’s. “I’m sorry to interrupt. I have the platter. I understood you wouldn’t be in the room.”
“Did you order food?” Dallas asked, inches from Greer’s face. He almost refused to let Greer go.
“I did. I haven’t seen this side of you.” Greer did let Dallas go, taking a small step backward as his brow arched with suspicion as he spoke. “Had I known you had that in you, I’d’ve planned differently.” Greer’s shoulders squared in resolve. “Go change. I’ll take care of this.”
Dallas relented, ducking his head and started away, looking back over his shoulder, hoping Greer would cave and follow. He didn’t.
Dammit.
=♥=
Greer unbuttoned his jacket, shrugging it off his shoulders as he murmured to the attendant, “I apologize, I didn’t think we’d be back yet. Set us up, please. I’m going to change.”
Even though all their belongings were together in Dallas’s room, Greer went the other way. He wasn’t accustomed to going against his urges. Leaving Dallas’s seduction felt as wrong to him as anything he’d ever done. Greer rounded the corner to the bathroom, berating himself as he went.
What the fuck was he thinking? Well, he wasn’t thinking. At least not with the right body part.
Fuck it. Greer started to go to Dallas. They could talk later, but his reflection in the mirror stopped him in his tracks, startled by what he saw. Everything else was forgotten.
He looked the same but somehow completely different. He took in the blond strands and the subtle flip of his styled hair. His perfectly shaped brows. His almond shaped eyes. His nose, slightly too wide for his narrow face, and his full lips. It was clearly him, but no longer belonging to him.