Friction (Gravity #1) Read Online Kindle Alexander

Categories Genre: Erotic, M-M Romance, New Adult Tags Authors: Series: Gravity Series by Kindle Alexander
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Total pages in book: 116
Estimated words: 107673 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 538(@200wpm)___ 431(@250wpm)___ 359(@300wpm)
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“I’m not sure I agreed to all this,” he murmured, leaving me standing there. I watched his jean-covered ass pop with each step he took. That bubble butt was perfect. He had a slight bow between his thighs.

I went to the closet’s entrance and watched until the bathroom door shut behind him. No question, we’d be versatile as soon as I could get us there. I wanted to know what it felt like to be inside him.

My bottom lip slipped between my teeth. I bit down harder than necessary.

Get a hold of yourself. You have a long way to go.

From the moment I settled into the most comfortable bed I’d ever laid on—even better than Dash’s hotel room mattress from years ago—my worries melted away. The instant feeling of relaxation had me digging in to find the exact right spot. Ah, yeah, there it was. The resulting yawn proved the point.

The years of watching my own back had apparently worn me out more than I’d realized. I nibbled at the skin on my lower lip while admiring the intricate patterns of the ceiling tiles. Slowly spinning ceiling fans turned on the opposite sides of the room.

Was this what heaven felt like?

I allowed the notion of finally belonging somewhere—at least for the night—to soak in. I relaxed my muscles, crossed my ankles, and stretched my body from the tip of my toes to the top of my shoulders. I didn’t seek the bedspread. I was better than good enough.

Soft, muted overhead lights glowed around the seam of the ceiling and the base of the mounted fans. In the background, instrumental music played quietly. Dash lived a good life.

How I’d managed to get this far into the night was still very questionable, especially since I intended to be en route to Alabama eight hours ago. Nevertheless, I’d cherish this memory, just like all the rest.

Perhaps the universe had guided me on this path of reconciliation to propel me into the future in a healthy way. I was tying up my loose ends.

Dash climbed on the mattress from the other side. His muscular chest and toned arms led to a nicely defined belly, sweet treasure trail, and a solid erection outlined in the material of his shorts. He made no effort to try to hide it.

“I’m sorry. I’m too attracted to you. It’ll always be like this when we’re together,” Dash confessed, maybe due to how intently I stared at said erection. Despite being caught with my eye on the prize, I watched with interest as he used his palm to adjust his cock as he settled in beside me.

“I feel the same way,” I admitted, lifting an arm as he nestled against me. He fit perfectly at my side as if that was exactly where he was meant to be.

My feather-light touches along Dash’s arm soothed me. He rested his head in the space between my shoulder and bicep. Dash’s bark of laughter coaxed me to look at him, prompting me to draw my free arm underneath my head to help hold it up. “What?”

“It doesn’t appear that’s the case.”

I gave a hearty chuckle and solid humph at his absurdity and redirected my attention to the ceiling. Certainly, every person in the world found the man in my arms sexually attractive.

“What’s that supposed to mean? I need further explanation. You’re making me insecure.” I felt his eyes on me.

“Yeah, right. I don’t think you know the meanin’ of insecurity.” A further giggle welled until I had no choice but to let it go, just like the other. Dash insecure. Right. “I got to where I could control my arousal. You made it crucial because you were still all in my head. I guess I got too good at it. It seems like it doesn’t work right anymore.”

“Really?” Dash lifted to gauge the truthfulness of my words. His eyes narrowed with a wicked glint in his stare. His hand began to slide down my chest. “Can I give it a shot?”

Most certainly not. I was hanging on by a thread. If he managed to bring me up, I might not ever get it to lie down again. With a head shake, I grabbed his hand. There was little doubt the emotions he’d stirred needed to be released, but slowly, dealt with one at a time.

I caught the regret wrinkling his brow. “I’m disappointed. I expected us to be going at it hard.”

“Mmm.”

“Are you on any of the social sites?”

I barely knew what that was. “No. I don’t have access to a computer that often.” Another yawn slipped out, turning jaw cracking long this time.

“I didn’t think so. I searched for you. I have MySpace and Facebook.”

“Hmm,” I replied.

“What’s going on with the piercings?” Dash asked.

“An initiation deal with the team. All freshmen have it done. I took it a step further, getting my nose pierced. I knew it would piss off my dad,” I replied. The good memory of watching him blow his top had me smiling. “I wear these flat tip studs all the time. I’ll probably remove them soonish.”


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