Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 78647 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78647 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Quinn made that noise again and plastered himself against him, wrapping his arms around Shane’s neck, then crushing his lips down on Shane’s. Quinn thrust his fingers into the hair on the back of Shane’s head to hold him close.
Shane’s toes curled again at the hunger he could actually taste in that kiss. He ran his hands up and down Quinn’s ribs, tilting his head and opening wider for Quinn, who instantly made the kiss deeper. Hotter. Quinn kissed like it would be the last time he got to and it scrambled Shane’s mind. His tongue stroked slowly, mimicking sex in a way that had heat pooling low and deep in Shane’s groin. His cock ached.
Quinn pulled back, his blue eyes at half-mast behind those sexy glasses. “You okay?” His hands came around to cup Shane’s cheeks and neck.
The gesture was so caring, so…intimate, he couldn’t breathe for a moment. He lifted his hand and laid it on the back of Quinn’s. “Get up,” he whispered. “And get the condom and lube.”
He stood but didn’t move to comply right away. “This time, I want you. In me. I want to try that again.”
The trust he was giving Shane humbled him even as it ramped up the lust tearing through him. “You sure?”
Quinn nodded, his hands curled into fists. “Yeah, I am. What would be the best way with your thigh?”
All the possibilities rolled through his mind like the best kind of porn. He reached out and stroked Quinn’s dick again, watching as he hissed and thrust into his hand. As his hands opened and closed. “I should be on the bottom.”
He stilled. “But I really want—”
“I didn’t say I’d be the bottom this time. I just think it would be best this first time with you on top. That way, you can control how you want it. How hard…how deep.”
Quinn’s Adam’s apple bobbed with his hard swallow and he was on Shane again.
He parted his lips and slashed them over Shane’s, licking into his mouth, his hands running over his neck, shoulders, and back. He grinded on him in a way that had sweat breaking out all over Shane’s body. He groaned and bit Quinn’s bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth, causing an answering moan to vibrate from Quinn, who again rubbed against him and thrust his tongue back into Shane’s mouth.
Shane couldn’t keep his hand off that beautiful prick and pushed it between them, circled his fingers and squeezed, loving the way Quinn hissed into his mouth. He pulled back, eyes dark as he rocked his hips so his dick slid in Shane’s fist. With his other hand, he removed Quinn’s glasses and stretched to set them on the nightstand. When he moved, Quinn came with him and he grinned, knowing he probably looked like the big, bad wolf about now.
He wanted to sink into this man more than anything.
When he let go, Quinn made a disappointed sound and Shane felt a wave of lust so strong, he couldn’t stop himself from going back in. At this rate, they wouldn’t make it to the condom part of the program.
Tongues lashed and hands roamed and fingers dug into muscles. Quinn bit down on his collarbone as Shane groaned again. His dick was so hard, it ached and his eyes rolled back in his head as Quinn sucked on his skin. Then he suddenly stood and instead of pushing Shane to his back, he gestured for him to sit up against his headboard.
Shane moved slowly, taking in the way those blue eyes raked over him. He could almost see the desire thrumming through Quinn as he shook with need. He turned and rummaged in the drawer for the condom and lube and Shane’s exhale was shaky and rough as his gaze dropped to Quinn’s ass. His ass, like him, was slim and firm and it drove Shane crazy.
“Stay there,” Quinn ordered. “And let me do the work.”
Still, Quinn looked a little nervous as he came to the bed and straddled Shane’s thighs. He rolled the condom on Shane and Shane had to grit his teeth because Quinn took his time putting it on, slowly rolling it down, then stroking lube from the tip down. In fact, he seemed to be enjoying it so much, Shane couldn’t take his eyes away from him as he stroked him with a firm fist, squeezing at the top and watching it pop through his fist. Each time he did it, Shane gasped.
“You have such a beautiful dick.” Quinn said—he seemed to be mesmerized.
Shane couldn’t take his eyes off that gorgeous face as something inside him burst and flooded his chest with warmth. He started breathing harder and it wasn’t only from that slow, delicious slide of his hand, no. It was his expression and his need and his trust and it all built up inside Shane until his breath actually stopped.