Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 86614 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 433(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86614 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 433(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
I peered at him through hooded eyes. “So you’re admitting I’m huge.”
“Your ego? Fuck yes.”
I cracked a smile, the first one that had felt real all night.
After a couple of beats of silence, Ramsey spoke again. “We got outplayed tonight. Wasn’t the first time and sure as shit won’t be the last. You fumbled the ball—”
“I ruined a perfect pass.”
“You ruined a perfect pass. Won’t be the last time for that either. It’s not the defining moment of your career, though, Garrett, unless you’re planning on starting to suck ass from here on out.”
“Depends on whose ass.”
“Goddamn, you’re an idiot sometimes.”
I deserved the splash that followed, but Ramsey was right. I knew he was, and maybe coming over here had been the thing I needed after all, because some of the weight in my chest had already vanished. I’d fucked up, and all I could do was try to be better next time.
I swiped water from my eyes. “Thanks.” I meant it sincerely, and Ramsey nodded, just once, to show he knew what I meant, then tipped his chin up. “C’mere.”
Fuck, his confidence with men was definitely growing, and it was a total turn-on. I closed the short distance between us and straddled him, expecting him to wrap a hand around my cock immediately. Instead, his fingers cupped my chin and pulled me in for a gentle, lingering kiss. My lips parted for the press of his tongue, and I groaned as he plunged inside, his other hand smoothing down my back and pulling me tighter against him until our cocks rubbed his stomach. I rolled my hips against him, then pulled back. “Sure you didn’t splurge for the upgraded tub after all? My ego’s already feeling a little better.”
“Don’t you dare give the hot tub credit for my skills, jackass.”
My chortle was cut short by another searing kiss. I snaked a hand behind me, guiding Ramsey’s hand lower, over the curve of my ass and down the seam until his fingertips brushed over my hole. He went momentarily still. Even our kiss paused, but then he rubbed over the tight muscle once, a palpable tentativeness in the movement, his eyes flicking up to mine, the question within them clear.
“Fuck yes,” I whispered, choking back a moan. “That’s perfect. Keep going.” This was what I needed, what I wanted, and after another beat of hesitation, Ramsey’s fingers started moving, circling, rubbing, softening me up. His other hand tightened on me, guiding my hips back and forth, our cocks bumping and brushing against each other, the friction far from perfect and a little awkward in the water, but pleasure still raced through me with every second of contact.
I reached behind me again and laid my hand over his, pressing down on his middle finger as it circled my rim until it sank just barely inside, and I hissed at the immediate, familiar sting. It’d been a while. “Fuck me with your fingers.” Ramsey muttered a curse as I slid my hand to his wrist, guiding him deeper. “Slow and steady,” I told him, and sucked in a sharp breath as he pushed in all the way to his knuckle, then pulled back slowly.
“That how you like it?”
I nodded mutely, clamping down on my lower lip as he pushed inside again. The increased momentum as he grew surer in his strokes made our trapped cocks rub together.
Ramsey threw his head back on a moan, and I took advantage, attacking his throat, licking and sucking the stubbled skin. “You like the way I feel?” I whispered.
“Fuck yeah.” His voice was a throaty rasp. “Goddamn tight as hell.”
“Mmm…” I worked my way back to his mouth and licked over the seam of his lips until they parted for me and I could suck on his tongue like the hungry motherfucker I was while I rode the finger inside me. It wasn’t enough, though. When I clamped down, he exhaled a stuttered breath. “I wanna feel your cock stretching me open, fucking me hard and deep until I come all over you.”
“Jesus, McRae.” Ramsey’s eyes blinked half-open, a lust-filled glaze shading them a darker blue as they narrowed. “Get your ass in the bedroom, then.”
13
RAMSEY
I was nervous as shit but hoping it didn’t show. I was about to fuck a guy for the first time…who also happened to be my best friend’s little brother and my NFL teammate. But this was Garrett, the cocky little fucker that, hell, made me smile more than I wanted to admit. Since training camp, he’d quickly gone from Houston’s bro to my friend and the guy letting me explore this part of myself I’d kept buried for too long.
I watched his tight ass as he ran upstairs, me trailing him. We didn’t even dry off, leaving tracks of water along the way, but I didn’t care. I wanted inside that ass, wanted to feel his tight heat around me, his hard body against mine as I blew his fucking mind.