Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 92688 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 463(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92688 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 463(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
I believed my own words. It didn’t mean I still didn’t hurt for Gentry and Dallas, but even just that little bit of weight off my shoulders made it easier to breathe.
Dallas’s fingers caressed my skin, then he was pulling me forward. His lips skimmed the bruise on my jaw before he pressed a kiss to the side of my mouth. He did the same to the other side. I closed my hands around his forearms as desire sparked to life deep inside of me. I shut my eyes and allowed myself to just feel. He kept teasing me with soft kisses that never actually landed on my mouth. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I opened my eyes.
“Dallas,” I whispered.
That was all it took.
That one word – his name – gave him permission to seal his mouth over mine. He absorbed my cry of relief and then he was pushing me down onto my back on the couch. I heard the tablet hit the floor, but I didn’t care.
We didn’t need it anymore.
I’d hear him just fine without it.
Chapter Fourteen
Dallas
Relief surged through me as Nolan kissed me back without any kind of hesitation. His body felt amazing beneath mine as I settled my weight on top of him. He let out a soft sigh when I trailed my mouth along his jaw and down his neck. I liked that he kept touching me, even as I began working my way down his body.
My arms.
My hair.
My shoulders.
Wherever he could reach, he touched.
Like he was afraid if he wasn’t touching me, he’d lose the connection.
I could have told him that whatever this thing between us was, it wasn’t going away anytime soon. But I knew it was something he’d have to figure out for himself.
I, myself, had gotten there already.
I’d been there a long time, I’d just been too afraid to admit it.
I used my right hand to push Nolan’s shirt up, exposing his abdomen, then his chest. I licked over his supple skin as he worked the shirt off. The physical labor he’d been doing had given him some muscle definition that I couldn’t not take my time exploring with first my fingers, then my mouth. Nolan’s body shuddered every time I touched him, and he let out moan after breathy moan as I played with him. When I covered his nipple with my mouth and gently sucked, he practically bowed off the couch. My name kept falling from his lips, along with pleas for more.
But I took my time savoring him. The last time I’d been too desperate to be buried inside of his perfect body to take the time to appreciate what he’d been offering. It was an opportunity I wasn’t going to squander a second time.
“Dallas, hurry,” Nolan groaned as I worked my way up his body, instead of down it to where I knew he wanted me. I kissed him hard and shook my head. His eyes held mine and we just hung there for a moment.
Talking without speaking.
Listening without hearing.
His fingers toyed with my hair as we watched each other, then he nodded. I kissed him softly, then began making my way down his body again. Before I reached his waist, I turned him over and lavished attention on his back. He was practically mewling into the couch cushions before I flipped him onto his back again. I let my hand play with his cock through his jeans.
His damp jeans.
The knowledge that he was leaking so much that I could feel it through a couple of layers of fabric had me tearing at the button and zipper.
I needed to taste.
I practically dragged the jeans off him and he was quick to kick them off. His flushed cock bobbed against his stomach. A line of pre-cum dripped from the head and streaked across his skin. His entire cock was glistening, proof he’d been leaking from the get-go.
I shifted back on the couch to give myself some room and then lowered my head to lick up his shaft. Nolan let out a rough shout and planted his hands in my hair. He tried to force my head where he wanted it most, but I resisted and moved lower instead. I used my fingers to roll his balls around before slipping my hand even lower. When I pressed against his hole, Nolan cried out my name. I chose that moment to swallow him down.
My sweet little Nolan let out a string of filthy curse words right before he began bucking into my mouth. I settled my hand on his abdomen to hold him down and used my body to pin his legs so that he was completely at my mercy. I alternated between sucking on him and licking up and down the length of his dick, all while massaging his hole. When I reached my right hand up and placed my finger on his lips, he eagerly opened and sucked it into the hot, wet cavern of his mouth. The suction on my finger was intense and I knew he was sending me a silent message.