Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 70115 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70115 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
“Nice and sexy, or nice with flashbacks of moms, rubber ducks and bubbles?”
Goosebumps rose along his arms as Hugo traced his tattoo and then slid down along his ribcage. “Never had that, so I’m going with sexy.”
Strong hands massaged his shoulders and biceps. “There are way too many nevers in your life, Younger. We need to fix that.”
“You already are,” he said blissfully, loving the way his palm curved over his ass, unable to resist a light tap. “You’ve spanked me, topped me, put me in a positions I didn’t know were possible. Taken me to a hotel to get freaky.” He could feel Hugo smiling, even with his eyes closed. “You’re the only one.”
My only one.
“I shouldn’t like that as much as I do. That I’m the only one who really knows how well the mighty Finn submits. Not sure if I believe you never went to a hotel with a hookup before, but I do like being the first to spank your ass.”
Hearing something in his voice he didn’t like, Solomon reached out with his good hand to grip Hugo’s hip and tug him closer. “It was never like this. It was cheap and quick and…nothing. I knew the first time I touched you I’d had it all wrong.”
“Stop saying things like that, Younger.” Hugo pressed their foreheads together and spoke against his lips. “You don’t mean it the way I think you do.”
The importance of the moment slammed into him.
Knock down his barriers.
“I’ve never meant anything this much,” he said honestly. “I know I hurt you, and I’ll follow your rules as long as you need me to, but you deserve to know I want more.”
When Hugo kissed him he felt like he was coming up for air for the first time. He clung to him, backing him up against the shower wall and giving everything he had to the man he’d never been able to forget.
Their cocks slid against each other, making him shiver, and Hugo’s hand slipped around to press a finger against his tender ass. “Sore?”
Not enough to stop this. “We forgot the lube.”
Hugo knocked over a small bottle of shampoo to get to the conditioner. “In case of emergency, we adapt.”
Solomon let out a shuddering breath when the cool, thick substance was poured on his skin, Hugo’s fingers massaging the seam between his cheeks, his clenching, empty ass that already missed being filled. “Jesus, that feels good.”
Hugo kept kissing him, cock pressing against Solomon’s stomach as his fingers pushed inside. Yes. He rocked back, taking more, telling Hugo without words what he wanted.
“Wet Younger is doing things to me. Giving me ideas. If your arm wasn’t in a damn cast I’d take you on all fours right here,” Hugo rasped.
He was tempted to rip the thing off, but he lowered himself to the floor instead, lying on his back and letting the hot water pound his stomach and chest. “This is an emergency. Adapt, Hugo.”
“Condoms?” Even as he said it, Hugo was kneeling beside him and reaching for his cock.
“I haven’t touched anyone since you. I’m clean and I know you. I trust you.”
He closed his eyes, shuddering. “Damn you, Younger.”
Hugo kissed him, moving between his thighs and wrapping them around his waist. “I said casual. Bareback isn’t casual.”
But he wanted it. He could feel how much Hugo wanted it. Solomon looked up and his heart tightened at the image above him. A gorgeous, wicked god with water pouring over his shoulders, eyes dark with lust and something else that was harder to read.
“This isn’t casual for me. I want you like this. I need you inside me with nothing between us.”
Hugo didn’t need a second invitation.
“Younger.” His face tightened in ecstasy with the first, slow thrust. “Jesus, there’s nothing between us. You feel so fucking good.”
So full. So deep.
He could feel everything. The cool tile at his back. The water falling around them. Every nerve in his body firing with each dragging glide of the bare cock inside his ass. The faint smell of apples, spice and sex that drove him wild.
“Harder,” Solomon growled.
“I need to be careful,” Hugo shook his head, caressing Solomon’s bruised hip, the hot cheek of his ass. “Quit trying to top from down there. You’re hurt and I’ve been rough with you all night.”
“I want it rough, damn it. I want to feel it tomorrow. Next week. I need to know it’s real.”
He hadn’t meant to reveal that much, but it did what he needed it to do. With a broken, feral sound Hugo curved his body over Solomon’s, lifting his legs higher, nearly bending him in half as he set his hands on either side of his head.
“You’ll feel it,” he promised hoarsely. “You’ll fucking feel how real this is.”
Solomon cried out his name as Hugo claimed him, pounding strokes grinding him into the floor again and again. Harder and faster and so fucking deep it almost hurt. But the pain was part of it. “Hugo!”