Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 97836 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 489(@200wpm)___ 391(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97836 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 489(@200wpm)___ 391(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
Heat pooled low in my belly as I tried to put on a brave face. “Be gentle with me…” I locked eyes with him. “Husband.”
FOURTEEN
SILAS
Hearing this beautiful cowboy call me husband did something to me. When Kenji had first used the word, it had been jarring. Wrong. A reminder of all the things I’d once thought I’d wanted before I learned how devastating relationships could be.
But now, the word cut through me, hot and sharp. It was a good pain, unexpected and strangely settling at the same time. While I had my sister and my brotherhood of friends, there was something about having a husband—even a temporary, accidental one—that felt different. More intimate. More… mine.
I crooked a finger at him, which made Way’s eyes darken.
While we’d spent time getting to know each other at the table, I hadn’t been able to keep my hungry eyes off him. His defined chest and arms, his sparse chest hair and rosy nipples, the little patches of faded freckles under his eyes, his thick blond hair sticking every which way after our shower. He was truly a golden boy—one of those men who seemed to draw the eye and spotlight in any crowd. The main character in a high school rom-com whose teeth sparkle when he smiles at the leading lady.
One of the main differences between Way and the leading man was the thread of insecurity running below his beautiful bravado.
He was nervous as fuck, and it brought out my protective instincts.
“Do you want this?” I asked as he moved closer.
The corner of his lips crooked up. “Not exactly sure what ‘this’ entails, but I’m pretty damned sure the answer is yes.”
I grabbed his hand and pulled him closer. His warm, soap-scented body landed solidly against my chest. I wrapped my arms around him and ran my hands up and down his smooth, bare back. “You’re going to stop me if I do anything that makes you uncomfortable.”
Way’s crooked grin grew wider. “I’m not a virgin, Silas.”
“Thank god for that,” I admitted. “So you don’t mind if I rail you into the mattress, then?”
The look on his face made me laugh out loud, which made him immediately turn twelve shades of red.
“Fuck off,” he said with a laugh, shoving my shoulder. “But… I wouldn’t mind if you were on the receiving end of a railing.”
I didn’t let him push me away. Instead, I held him tighter and leaned in to kiss the edge of his mouth. “I’d be more than happy to bottom for you, but right now, I just want to take your pants off and lick you all over.”
The noise in his throat made my cock fill.
“You good with that?” I teased, trailing kisses down his jawline to his neck and chest.
His only response was another groan. His hands moved into my hair as I moved my mouth down to suck one of his nipples.
“What do you like, cowboy?” I murmured around the nipple I held gently between my teeth.
“I liked shoving my cock down your throat earlier.” I glanced up at him. His hot gaze was locked on mine. “Did a good job of shutting off that never-ending chatter of yours.”
I could tell from the glint in his eyes he was teasing. No one had ever accused me of chatter before, so his words would have made me laugh if I weren’t so hard and desperate.
I moved my hands under the low waistband of his pajama pants and cupped his ass as it tightened in my grip. “You want me to suck your cock, Mayor?”
His gaze smoldered. The pink in his cheeks darkened to deep red flags that streaked down his neck and onto his chest, which made my dick impossibly harder.
“I want to suck you, too,” he admitted in a low voice.
Ahh. That explains the blush.
I straightened up and pulled his ass closer so our dicks pressed hard together. “Permission granted,” I teased before leaning in to kiss him.
Way grabbed my face and held it as I deepened the kiss. I took the opportunity to shove his pants down before reaching for my own clothes to get them off as quickly as possible.
We stumbled toward the bed, all the while touching and squeezing, running greedy hands over each other and kissing until our tongues seemed fused together. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been so physically attracted to another man. Nothing with Justin had ever been this exciting, this freeing, this… almost… obsessive. It was a feeling I wasn’t sure I’d ever had before with anyone, and nothing in my experience could explain it.
Instead of thinking about it, I shoved it to the back of my mind and allowed myself to simply enjoy this temporary boon. If I was going to stay here in Majestic, pretending to be Way’s husband, I wasn’t going to overthink it. I would make damned sure to enjoy every minute of my marital duties instead.