Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 123877 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 619(@200wpm)___ 496(@250wpm)___ 413(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 123877 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 619(@200wpm)___ 496(@250wpm)___ 413(@300wpm)
As his heavy palms explored, Beckett’s moves grew bolder until they trailed a seductive line up Julian’s hard cock, trapped behind the material of his shorts. Julian’s lotion-covered hands fell to Beckett’s pecs as his breathing shallowed with excitement.
It only took a single touch from Beckett to cause Julian’s cock to weep with need. Their gazes stayed glued to one another. A wicked smile tugged at Julian’s lips. Beckett removed his hands to push the elastic waistband of Julian’s athletic shorts down to free his straining length. When Beckett released his own hard cock, Julian involuntarily rolled his hips, shoving his cock forward as Beckett gripped them both together.
Beckett’s touch felt so damned good. Julian drew in a slow, steady breath, absorbing his body’s crazy visceral reaction to this man. Beckett guided Julian’s hands down, scooping at any remaining lotion to smooth down the length of their cocks. Beckett gave a firm tug that practically curled his toes. Pleasure took control of Julian’s body, forcing him to roll his hips again. Julian was a visual guy. He loved watching almost as much as he loved participating. He fought to watch Beckett work them together, but that calloused palm sliding up and down his dick felt too fucking amazing, and his eyes closed under the pleasure.
“I want to make you feel good, Julian,” Beckett cooed in a soothing, seductive voice.
The overload of feels happened all at once. Beckett, the seducer, jacked them off with a steady purpose.
Man, he really liked when Beckett took matters into his own hands—literally.
“You good with this?” Beckett asked, using the arm around Julian’s back to encourage Julian closer, their hips fusing together as they moved in unison. Julian draped his arm casually over Beckett’s shoulders, his hips moving back and forth.
“Oh yeah,” Julian responded, closing his eyes, letting his head drop between his shoulders. Reality vanished. Beckett took every inch of Julian’s headspace, silencing the crowded thoughts always plaguing Julian’s sanity.
He slid his fingers wantonly into Beckett’s silky hair, tightening them as Beckett leaned in and those warm lips pressed against Julian’s neck.
“I don’t want to push you into something you’re not ready for.” Beckett’s tone had Julian prying open his eyes, staring at the man through the small slits he’d managed.
The chaos of Julian’s life had settled into a blissful peace from the second he’d spotted Beckett at the airport. Julian felt empowered and sure of himself. He also felt so damn safe. He continued to roll his hips, letting Beckett keep him aroused as he questioned his own intentions one last time.
Was he truly ready?
Oh yeah. Way past fucking ready.
Beckett’s kind nature and firm, gentle steadiness would do Julian right, and if Julian said stop, Beckett would, no questions asked. There was literally no risk for Julian to try this last step in bringing himself back.
He hadn’t needed the liquid courage buzzing through his head right now. He was ready.
Julian tightened his hold, giving a tug to the short hairs on the back of Beckett’s head. He stared at his lover as he said, “I want you to fuck me, Beck.” Julian’s voice was sexy, strong, and assured, showing Beckett exactly how he felt on the inside. “Something gentle and easy and everything my Marlboro Man has shown himself to be…”
Beckett’s Adam’s apple bobbed. The only readable sign Beckett had given, showing he was ready for the job.
“Show me how much I mean to you.”
Beckett parted his lips before closing them again. His hand on their cocks came to a stop, but the tight grip on their dicks remained. Beckett’s sudden show of indecision reaffirmed Julian’s choice in partner to help him get his life back together.
Julian lifted his fingertips to Beckett’s cheeks, his palms encasing Beckett’s firm jaw. They were inches apart as he stared directly into Beckett’s uncertain gaze. He spoke a truth he hadn’t let himself consider before this moment. “I can’t get to where you are emotionally about us until I tackle my insecurities. This isn’t just about sex. We care about each other. I feel something different with you, and I know I’m safe with you. I trust you, Beckett. I want you. I want to explore what this is between us. Make love to me. Say yes.”
Chapter 31
“Julian…” Beckett said seconds before firm, sexy lips captured his. Beckett stood, taking Julian up with him. Beckett’s scent and masculinity surrounded him. Those strong muscles accepted his weight with ease. Julian wrapped his legs around Beckett’s hips, grinding himself against the man as Beckett carried him to the bed then slowly lowered him to the soft cool bedding.
“I want you so fucking bad, Julian.” Beckett tugged Julian’s shorts down his legs. Those gorgeous dark eyes never left his. He stretched out naked against the comforter and crooked his finger, enticing Beckett to join him. He spread his legs and took hold of his throbbing cock, stroking to ease the need coiling in his balls.