Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71249 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71249 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 356(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
“No, you weren’t,” Reg assured him. “For the record, that was better than anything I’ve experienced too.” He grinned. “And when you said sex wasn’t a big deal, I just thought you needed someone to show you how great it could be and that I should be that someone.”
Jeremy snickered. “No, you didn’t.”
“Oh, yes, I did.” He gave Jeremy a light peck. “Superhot, superfun, supercute guy tells me nobody’s ever really yanked his crank?” He waggled his eyebrows. “That right there is what I like to call a challenge, Mr. Jameson.”
“And we all know how much you like to conquer a challenge.” Jeremy snorted and shook his head.
“Yup.” Reg dipped his chin in acknowledgement. “So did I?”
“Consider me conquered.” Jeremy rolled onto his back, flung his arms to the sides, and spread his legs. “Totally conquered.”
“Yes!” Reg fisted his hand and threw his elbow back dramatically. “Mission accomplished.”
“How do you have the energy to be goofy? I’m all melted over here.”
“You’re cute when you’re melted.” Reg kissed Jeremy’s chest. “Hot too.”
“Mmm, I might be hot, but this room isn’t. Get your big body over here and serve as my personal heater.”
“Pushy, pushy,” Reg said, but he yanked the comforter out from under their bodies, draped himself over Jeremy, and then covered them with the blanket. “Better?” he asked.
“Mmm-hmm,” Jeremy mumbled, his eyes already drooping closed.
Reg wrapped his arm around him and kissed his head.
Immediately, Jeremy turned into Reg’s side and shoved his leg between Reg’s knees. “I love you, Reg.”
Reg watched him sleep, knowing for the first time that he wouldn’t lose this, that it’d be his forever. With his heart full to bursting and a smile on his face, Reg finally closed his eyes. “I love you too, JJ.”
Chapter 17
“HOLY CRAP!” Jeremy yelled when he woke up to Reg’s face hovering inches from his. Reg was crouched over him, legs and arms on either side of him, staring. “You know it scares me when you do that!”
“I know.” Reg smiled and kissed Jeremy’s forehead. “But when you refuse to wake up, you leave me no other choice.”
Jeremy grabbed the pillow, covered his face with it, and said, “I like it better when you wake me up with a blowjob.”
“I like that better too.” Reg moved the pillow away from Jeremy’s face and gave him a smoldering look that took his breath away. “You know how much I like it.” Reg dragged his hard dick across Jeremy’s thigh, reminding Jeremy of how turned on Reg got when he was going down on him. “But I think maybe you like doing it even more.”
After a month and a half learning what he liked and what Reg liked in bed, Jeremy had figured out that he loved giving blowjobs. Loved it. Often times, he’d cum at the same time as Reg, humping his leg or the mattress. Other times it didn’t even take that much stimulation, the taste of Reg’s seed on his tongue enough to tip him over the edge.
“Unfortunately, that’ll have to wait, because we have a flight to catch, and you’ve already overslept,” Reg rumbled.
“I hate Bill,” Jeremy whined as he thrust his hips up, looking for friction and coming up short. “The tour’s done, and we’re supposed to be on vacation, having adventures, and—” Jeremy gazed into Reg’s eyes. “I think I might die if you don’t touch me right now.”
“How am I supposed to resist when you say things like that?” Reg grasped Jeremy’s dick in his big hand and started stroking. “Love how hot you are for it all the time.” He moved his fist up and down, rubbing his thumb over the crown on every upstroke. “Makes me fuckin’ crazy knowing you had this in you all those years, but nobody else saw it.”
“Only you.” Jeremy gripped Reg’s shoulders and whimpered. “Always you.” He thrust his butt off the bed on the next stroke and came, moaning as Reg worked him through it, tugging and squeezing until his balls were drained and his body was trembling.
“Better?” Reg asked, his eyes twinkling.
“Yeah.” Jeremy drew in a deep breath and sighed. His entire adult life he’d had a “take it or leave it” attitude about sex. A couple of months of getting sweaty with Reggie Moore, and he couldn’t get enough. “Yeah, I feel better.”
“Good.” Reg wiped his hand on the sheet and then scooped Jeremy into his arms.
“What are you doing?” Jeremy asked, laughing as he threw his arms around Reg’s impossibly broad shoulders.
“Carrying you into the shower so you don’t get distracted. We are in serious danger of missing our flight.”
Reg climbed off the bed, marched into the shower, and turned on the water. Once the spray was warm, he set Jeremy down.
“I don’t care if we miss our flight,” Jeremy said with a pout, which probably looked ridiculous, but he couldn’t stop himself. “We’re not supposed to be going back right now anyway.”