Love Song Read Online Christina Lee

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, M-M Romance Tags Authors: Christina Lee Advertisement1

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“Would you be opposed to…?” My pulse throbbed, and I was afraid to say the words aloud. “I want to feel you bare.”

“Less mess?” Ellis asked, and I nodded, my throat feeling tight.

“Okay.” He nudged me to stand.

We pushed down our boxers at the same time, both looking shaky and unsure. Both still hard as nails. It was as if we stood frozen in time, allowing ourselves to look freely at each other completely bare. His shaft was thicker than mine, smooth and symmetrical, whereas mine had a slight curve. I shivered, wondering how his length would feel against me. My cock swelled, obviously feeling emboldened by his parted lips and blazing eyes as he looked me over.

But then my doubts intruded, my gut churning with fear. Was this wrong? Would it end badly?

I sat down on the bed before my legs gave out, and he followed my lead. We looked like two hormonal teens worrying about our first time instead of grown-ass men old enough to reason through our feelings and make adult decisions.

I scooted back to lie against the pillow, and when he did the same, he seemed to sigh in relief as we faced each other in the darkened room. I lifted my fingers to push a strand of hair away from his forehead. “Any regrets? We can stop right here and just call it a night.”

Ellis cleared his throat as I waited, my heart throbbing in my throat. “I don’t think I want to stop.”

“Fuck, me neither.”

Relief coursed through me, and instead of delaying the inevitable, I scooted close enough that our knees knocked and our cocks brushed together. We gasped at the same time.

Ellis’s fingers curled against my nape as he pulled me to him. In one motion, our mouths and bodies connected as he rolled onto his back and I sank down on top of him. When my swollen cock slotted against his, we groaned in unison.

“Fuck, Nolan. Why does it feel so good?”

Drawing back, I looked into his eyes. “Because we want each other so much?”

“Sounds about right.” Ellis’s voice was scratchy and deep, and I always liked hearing it in the silence of the room when it was just us. But now it felt more intense, more real, more everything.

I bent down to take his mouth again as I rutted against him, the bony part of my hips knocking against his as we lost ourselves in the friction. It might’ve been sloppy, but I didn’t care. It was too incredible.

“Keep going,” Ellis said against my ear as his hands moved to my lower back to tug me tighter, and I snapped my hips forward in response.

But it was a hard pace to keep up, and besides, I wanted this night to last, so I slowed down, allowing us to catch our breath as we kissed softly, our hands gently roaming the other’s skin, taking advantage of the closeness. As if we were getting reacquainted all over again but in a more intimate way.

When his fingers wandered lower and cupped my ass, I shuddered. It felt like a spark being lit inside me.

“Please, Ellis.” I picked up my pace and ground against him, my skin tingling everywhere we touched. And when he rocked upward to meet my thrusts, I felt like I might come unglued, my skin heating to a boiling point, my balls heavy and full. “Oh God!” I spurted all over his stomach as I continued gyrating against him, the motion still enticing, if a bit erratic at this point.

When I felt him stiffen and then the wetness against my shaft and stomach, I glanced down to see his eyes rolled back and his lips parted in bliss. So fucking hot.

Suddenly I was exhausted, my limbs heavy, and I hoped I didn’t crush Ellis as I collapsed atop him. “Give me a minute.” I had trouble even moving, so I remained still, feeling safe and warm in his arms.

“No need. You can stay just like this.” His lips feathered over my hair and ear and neck as he panted heavily.

I lifted my head to meet his eyes, and we smiled at each other as if the joy we’d just experienced and the obvious aftereffects of our orgasms couldn’t be contained.

We kissed lazily for long minutes, our tongues meeting again and again until I finally rolled away to grab a washcloth from the bathroom to wipe us down.

“Ready for bed?” I whispered, and Ellis nodded, his lids already closing.

So I curled him in my arms, and we fell asleep with his breaths against my neck. Soft, sated, content.

14

Ellis

A couple of times a year, we played a show on the road, mostly within driving distance. But one year, we flew to Seattle and did a whole week of gigs. Perry wished we could do that more, but those days were likely behind us, given our jobs and family lives. Regardless of whether we played near or far, it was always a good time, and we were honored to be invited either as a headliner or to open for another band, the latter being the case this weekend. Perry had a ton of connections in the biz and got us invited to go onstage before a local rock band with a huge following. The show was at the well-known Grog Shop in Cleveland, and it was sure to be memorable.


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