Trying It Read Online Riley Hart, Devon McCormack (Metropolis #4)

Categories Genre: GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: , Series: Metropolis Series by Riley Hart
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Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 91961 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
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Derek makes an overdramatic sweep at those blond bangs of his. “That’s misleading…I still want to sit on your dick. I’m just lucky the rest is pretty incredible too.”

We all laugh together before we keep on with the game. When we finish, the guys help us clean up our mess before they leave.

Derek and Jackson are the last ones out when Derek whispers to his man, “Bet they’re going to wait until the door’s closed and then be on each other like rabbits.”

“Why would we wait until the door’s closed?” I ask, lunging at Frankie.

He falls back against the door so that it shuts.

I enjoy the flavor in his mouth before pulling back and saying, “You totally had some of those Thin Mints Derek brought over.”

“Of course I did. Now be quiet and kiss me if you want another taste.”

I kiss him again, enjoying the minty tingle on my tongue and the sensation of Frankie’s hands sliding under my shirt, greedily feeling their way around my body.

His kiss is just as greedy, which I’m totally fine with.

He squats down, wraps his arms around my legs, hoists me into the air, and carries me to the wall adjacent to the door, pushing me up against it before kissing down to my neck.

“Frankie’s extra frisky tonight.”

He smiles against my neck before leaning back and saying, “You make it easy to be frisky.”

I lick his lips again, and in no time, he’s got his tongue down my throat. He carries me across the room and sets me down on the couch. I enjoy the feel of his weight on me.

He pulls his right hand off me and slides it into his pocket, retrieving a condom and bottle of lube.

“When did you grab that?” I ask.

“While everyone was trying to figure out Hayden’s My Fair Lady clues. I decided I wasn’t going to be able to wait long after they left to get in that ass, after all.”

“Is that why you had that big boner all through the game? Because you had those on you and you were waiting to take my willing hole?”

“More like because I can’t stop thinking about that hot sex we had with you in your puppy gear.”

“I can go put it on right now if you want.”

He shakes his head. “No, Ev. Not this time. Don’t get me wrong, I love you in your puppy gear, but I also love you like this. Just watching you loving having my cock in you, taking it the way you do best.”

“I can definitely do that.”

He kisses me again, and I enjoy that minty flavor.

I roll my head back, allowing myself to let go and revel in what Frankie’s doing to my body.

I wouldn’t be this willing to let go if it hadn’t been for all the work we’ve done together in puppy-play mode…if Frankie hadn’t proven again and again how good he can be to me…if I hadn’t learned to be more myself around him than I am with most people.

“Get inside me, Frankie,” I say, “I need it.”

I try not to sound too desperate for it, but I can’t help myself.

We strip together, and when we’re undressed, Frankie falls back on the couch and says, “Come on. You know how beautiful you are when you’re riding my cock.”

I chuckle, but there’s nothing funny about that look that’s in his eyes—totally serious, totally ready to claim my body.

I straddle him, taking to his cock the way I did that first night.

I want him inside me so bad. It’s easier to take him now, and part of the reason is because I know that he’s not going to fucking kill me with that thing.

While I’m riding him, Frankie rubs my abs with one hand and cups the back of my neck with the other, rubbing gently.

He works me into it before he leans up and wraps an arm around me, pressing his lips against mine as we work together, kissing in a frenzy as we’re both climbing.

I growl softly, and Frankie whispers against my lips, “Bad pup.”

He slides a leg off the couch and repositions until he’s able to push me onto my back, still filling me with his girth as he wraps his arms around my thighs, fucking me with one knee on the couch and his other leg on the floor.

I grab my cock and jerk it, feeling the pressure intensifying as heat rushes to my face.

I reach back and grip the arm of the couch with my free hand. Frankie releases my left leg and leans down close to me, sucking and licking my nipple.

“Come on, give it to me, Ev,” he whispers so that his hot breath rushes against my already sensitive nipple.

My body bends to his command as a string of come rushes across my abs.

I’m so caught up in the feeling of it, the waves of relief that radiate through my body, that when I’m finally able to open my eyes, I see Frankie’s twisted expression and the way his body shifts about.


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