Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 111143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 556(@200wpm)___ 445(@250wpm)___ 370(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 111143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 556(@200wpm)___ 445(@250wpm)___ 370(@300wpm)
He’d been stupid.
He slanted his mouth over Jude’s, letting Jude taste himself on Snow’s tongue. Jude rubbed his calf over Snow’s ass and Snow groaned into his mouth, deepening the kiss. One kiss followed another as Jude’s hands mapped Snow’s shoulders and back, then slid down to grip his ass and press their groins together. Jude wasn’t hard—not after coming so recently, but he felt amazing against Snow and before he knew it, he’d started to rut against him.
Jude moved his mouth to Snow’s jaw, then his ear. He sucked the lobe into his mouth, bit it lightly and Snow shuddered and moved his hips faster against him.
“I figured out last night that you’re sensitive here. I wonder if I could make you come just by sucking on your ear.” Jude licked the pulse-point below his ear. “Any other interesting erogenous zones, General?”
“A few.”
“Gonna tell me?”
“I’d rather you find them for yourself.” Snow pushed up on his elbows so he could look down into Jude’s face. “The hunt is the fun part.” He grunted when he was suddenly on his back with a hundred and ninety pounds of Spanish heat looming over him.
“I bet I know of one already.” Jude slid his hand over Snow’s throat and kept his grip firm, steady, grinning when Snow immediately started panting. The man had picked up on that kink fast. That stupid need to be held down—a need he’d spent most of his adult life shoving to the back of his mind. He’d never, ever trusted anyone enough to let them take the reins and he still wasn’t completely sure why he let this man.
Other than he couldn’t seem to stop it. He wanted it, wanted him and something told Snow that it was possible that it never had to get any more violent than this. Just knowing that Jude was strong and tough enough to deal with his shit turned him the fuck on like nothing ever had in his life.
“Be still,” Jude ordered, taking his hand away. “Don’t even think of moving. It’s time I did more hunting.”
Snow held his breath as Jude latched onto his shoulder and sucked his flesh hard enough to leave a mark. He didn’t stay there to make sure, pushing back up to roll to Snow’s side. He watched Snow’s face as he began touching his body—running his palm down Snow’s chest. “Do you wax?” he asked.
“No. I’m as smooth as nature made me.”
“I like it.”
“Yeah?”
Jude nodded, thumbing his Snow’s nipple, smiling when Snow narrowed his eyes. Jude didn’t linger there and Snow knew the man was paying close, close attention. Having his nipples played with was nothing more than pleasant for Snow. There were things he liked more and it occurred to him that he was looking forward to Jude figuring his body out. No one had ever bothered, but then, he’d never allowed anyone linger long enough to even try.
But now wasn’t the time. His dick felt hard and hot. He reached down and gripped Jude’s hip, stretching enough to slide that grip to back of the man’s thigh, so he could hike his leg up over Snow’s crotch. Dark brown eyes locked with his and a smile played about those sexy lips.
“Hunt later,” Snow growled as he pushed back on top of Jude.
But Jude just chuckled and flipped them again, using those strong hands to hold him down and stare down at him with dark, glittering eyes. He thrust his hips in a slow, sensual slide, still keeping those strong hands firmly on him. Snow’s eyes rolled back in his head, his body bowing up off the bed in pleasure.
“Fuck, General,” Jude bit out. “I just want to swallow you whole.”
“Yes,” Snow hissed, grinding up against Jude.
Then Jude’s hands were gone. Snow’s eyes snapped open only to see Jude opening his lips and pulling his cock into his warm cavern of a mouth. He didn’t explore, didn’t lick. He just sucked him down and swallowed around the head, and Snow couldn’t stop the yell that tore from his throat. He thrust up into Jude’s mouth and Jude grabbed his hips with strong fingers, taking him even deeper, pulling hoarse cries from Snow, because that hint of pain—that he loved.
He couldn’t think, could barely breathe, as unbelievable pleasure swamped him. His toes curled into the soft comforter beneath him. He reached up and pressed his hands to the headboard, pushing. Jude didn’t protest, didn’t lessen that powerful suction. He just groaned and slid his warm hands under Snow’s ass to clutch him close. Holy shit, he’d thought the man might have an oral fixation and he’d been right. So, so, wonderfully right.
Snow didn’t have to thrust because Jude dug in his fingers and spread Snow open. Cold air hit his hole as Jude groaned again—the vibration on Snow’s dick mind blowing. Snow’s vision went white as the pleasure raced through him and blasted out of his body. He cried out again as Jude swallowed everything that kept pouring out of his body. Jude lessened the force of his suction, holding Snow’s cock in his mouth as tremors wracked Snow’s body. When he could breathe, barely, he reached down, clenched his fingers into Jude’s soft, thick hair and pulled him off his dick. “Holy shit, Torres. Holy shit.” He tugged and Jude slid his sexy body up Snow’s, slanting his mouth over Snow’s. Snow tasted himself on Jude’s tongue and groaned. He pulled back, panting. “Holy shit,” he whispered, dazed.