Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36478 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36478 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
“So, um…” Sterling’s fingertips nervously tapped against his thighs when he reached me again. “Do you want to…sit down, or…?”
I hated that he appeared nervous, but he was so damn adorable. “That sounds great.”
I followed him further into the room, where he sat on the couch, keeping his hands folded on his knees and his back straight. I sat on the cushion next to him and when I put my hand on his shoulder, I noticed his breathing quicken slightly.
The last thing I wanted to do was make him uncomfortable, so I told him, “Sterling, if this is too much, I understand. I can go-”
“No,” he cut in as his hand moved from his own knee to mine. I greedily scooped it up and squeezed it as he continued, “I want you here.” He let out a long sigh. “I’m sorry; I’m a little nervous. I’ve never had anyone in my home before. Well, besides my parents, of course. But I mean, I’ve never had…you know…a man here.”
My heart did a somersault in my chest. “Thank you for trusting me enough to invite me in. I’m honored to be here with you.” To know that I was the first man he’d let into his space made it even more special. “But please don’t be nervous; there’s no pressure here. We don’t have to do anything that you’re not ready for. I’m just happy to be near you.”
“Being with you makes me happy too,” he replied, his shoulders losing some of their tension. “You know, all night, I’ve really wanted to kiss you.” My eyes widened at his admission, and a subtle blush crept up his cheeks.
“Trust me, the feeling is more than mutual. I wanted to kiss you so badly; even started to a couple of times, but I thought I was making you uncomfortable.”
“It’s not you,” Sterling sighed again. “I’ve got myself so worked up. You remember the kiss that was supposed to happen with Xander?” How could I forget? “That was going to be my first kiss. And this is embarrassing to admit since I’m almost thirty, but I’ve never had my first kiss. And as much as I want to have it with you, I’m nervous that I’ll do it wrong or that I won’t be any good at it. I like you so much and I don’t want to do anything to push you away, or-”
He stopped talking when I leaned in and pressed my lips to his. Now that I knew Sterling felt the same way as I did, and that he was just nervous, I didn’t hold back. I felt his surprise in the way he stiffened against me, but it was only for a moment; then he melted.
I lifted my hands to slide them through Sterling’s beard and into his hair. I stroked the soft locks as he rested his palms on my chest. I slowly and carefully pecked every inch of his lips, savoring their sweet flavor on mine.
I pulled back just enough to see the look of bliss on Sterling's face; his mouth was slightly parted and his jaws were slack.
"Was that worth the wait?" I asked, hoping that I'd made his first kiss experience a pleasurable one.
Sterling nodded slowly before replying, "I don't want to wait anymore."
He leaned forward this time, taking control and touching our lips together. Though it started sweet and chaste, it didn't stay that way for long. Sterling opened my mouth with his, and slid his tongue between my teeth.
When his tongue touched mine, it sent all of my systems into overdrive; my heart pounded, my blood heated, and I couldn't control myself. I licked against him wildly, tasting his slick skin and the moans he breathed into my mouth.
Sterling kissed me back just as fervently, shoving his tongue deep into my mouth and lapping against every surface. My lips grew slippery as his saliva trickled out and into the hair of my beard. It was sloppy, crazed, and the best damn kiss of my life.
I pulled Sterling closer, needing his beautiful body against mine. He melted into me, wrapping his arms around me and squeezing me so tightly, it was hard to judge where I ended and he began. But it still wasn't close enough.
I sat back against the sofa cushion and hauled him onto my lap. Sterling straddled my legs, and I moaned when I felt a thick lump pressing into my stomach. Sterling moaned as well, and the noise drove me crazy. I wrapped my arms around his waist and moved my hands onto the swell of his ass, gripping two heaping handfuls of his firm flesh.
The contact sent Sterling into a frenzy; he snaked his arms around my neck and rolled his hips. He had gone from being shy and nervous about a kiss to passionate and desperate in his movements.