Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 93984 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 313(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93984 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 313(@300wpm)
“If you’re not burning enough calories to cover your dinner, then you’re doing it wrong.”
Gabriel made a loud scoffing noise and jumped to his feet. “You were definitely not complaining about how I do it.”
“Why would I complain? I’ve never seen you swim.”
Gabriel’s mouth dropped open and bobbed wordlessly for a moment before he finally got out, “What the hell are you talking about?”
“I was going to suggest that we swim some laps in the neighbor’s pool. He’s got a nice, big inground and said I can use it whenever I want.” Justin batted his eyelashes at him, giving Gabriel wide, innocent eyes. “What did you think I was talking about?”
Growling, Gabriel stepped around the coffee table and placed his knee on the chair cushion right between Justin’s legs. With his right hand, he grabbed a handful of Justin’s short hair and pulled his head back. “Sex, Justin Mallory. I thought you were talking about sex. And I immediately remembered that time I fucked you through the mattress and you begged me for more.” Just to make his point, Gabriel leaned down and licked Justin across his Adam’s apple and then bit on the delicious little spot where his neck met his shoulder.
A low moan rumbled up Justin’s throat. “Fuck. I think I just came.”
Gabriel chuckled and nuzzled Justin’s throat, kissing his way up to his jaw while loosening his hold on his hair. Seconds ago, he’d been ready to throw Justin against the wall and fuck his brains out until they were both a sweaty, panting mess. But there was something about Justin’s goofiness, his little center of joy, that left Gabriel wanting to move slower, to savor the satiny feel of his skin, the taste of his lips. If this was going to be their last night together, Gabriel wanted to memorize every bit of it.
“You drive me crazy,” Gabriel murmured.
“So, that’s a no to swimming?”
Releasing Justin completely, Gabriel straightened and started to take a step away. “If you’d rather swim…”
Justin snagged one of the belt loops on Gabriel’s slacks, keeping him from moving away. “Sex sounds good to me too. You do come up with good ideas every once in a while.”
They raced up the stairs to Justin’s bedroom, laughing like lunatics, until Justin tackled Gabriel onto the bed. He lay back with Justin on top of him, his hand wrapped around his wrists and pinning them to the mattress, but the position didn’t trigger a sense of panic or a need to flee. He only felt desire. He wanted to explore Justin’s muscular frame and for Justin to explore every inch of his body. With Justin, there was only a sense of safety and freedom.
“I want you inside me,” Gabriel murmured as Justin bent to kiss him. He’d been thinking about this for days, and he was finally ready. He trusted Justin as much as he was able to trust another person.
But before those wonderful lips could touch his own, Justin stopped sharply, his body frozen. “We don’t have to…”
“It’s what I want.”
Justin’s kiss was savage. His tongue plunged into Gabriel’s mouth, possessing him in such a way that Gabriel felt as if he were handing over his soul. He’d happily do so if it meant Justin would never stop kissing him. Muscles relaxed and he sank into the comforter, letting himself get lost in Justin’s touch. Those strong hands slipped along his forearms and kneaded his biceps, then stroked across his shoulders.
With a growl, Justin tore his mouth away and glared at Gabriel. “Too many clothes.”
“Same goes for you.”
Justin jumped to his feet and started pulling his clothes off. His shirt flew in one direction and his pants in another. Gabriel chuckled softly as he did the same. His pants and briefs were just hitting his ankles when Justin was attacking him again, driving him to the mattress. A soft hiss left them both as warm, bare skin met more naked flesh.
“I will never get tired of touching you,” Justin murmured against his neck as he kissed and licked his way across Gabriel’s collarbone.
Reaching up, Gabriel smoothed his hands down Justin’s chest and out to the sides. The stitches he’d placed on his left side had been removed and the wound was largely healed, but he kept his touch light on the tender area. The feel of his skin was amazing: the smoothness with the small ripple and bump of scars that drew his fingers like braille and the promise of some story. They’d never asked about each other’s scars, but Gabriel found himself wishing they had more time so they could swap those stories of pain and recovery.
Justin’s wandering mouth latched on to one nipple and he bit, making him jerk up. Gabriel met his playful gaze and he licked across the hardening peak. “Just making sure I have your attention.”