Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 73002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
A single tear rolled down Wells’s face, his eyes so dark and full of pain. Matty moved, wrapping his arms around Wells, taking him in his embrace. Their lips came together in an unexpected but oh so welcome kiss. Soon, though, it turned demanding as Matty squeezed Wells in his arms, deepening the kiss as the silence descended on them. Wells knew what Matty was doing. He wasn’t good with words, but he was great with actions, and within seconds, they were ripping each other’s clothes off. And when Matty took ahold of Wells’s ass cheeks, molding them in his hands, his cock brushing against his, Wells was rock hard within seconds.
Pulling away, he captured Matty’s face in his hands, pressing his nose to his as he inhaled deeply. Wiping away Matty’s tears with his thumbs, Wells smiled. “I’ll always be yours.”
Matty hiccupped a sob before he took Wells’s mouth with his again, kissing him long and hard. Wells’s toes curled against the hardwood as they stood in the kitchen of Matty’s apartment. For a split second, Wells wanted to look around, see if Matty had changed anything, even though he was sure he hadn’t. Wells had been the one to decorate when Matty first moved in. But he didn’t have time to admire anything before Matty was pulling him into his bedroom.
Since Wells took the last flight to New York, it was late. The room was dark, the lights of the city skyline the only illumination filling the room. Matty hit his stereo, and soft music filled the room before he turned, pulling Wells into his arms. Their hard, naked bodies pressed together as their lips met. As they swayed to the soft, crooning voice of Ed Sheeran, Wells breathed deeply while their hands slid along each other’s body. The ridges of Matty’s stomach, the crease at his V, and his thick buns Wells was pretty sure were his favorite part. Except for his eyes, of course. Those suckers were heaven.
Soon they found themselves in the bed, Matty between Wells’s legs as he kissed his way down his chest and then his stomach before taking his cock in his hand and sucking him into his mouth. Letting his head fall back, Wells arched off the bed as Matty took him slow and deep inside his mouth. Matty’s mouth was heaven, warm and so fucking perfect as he drew out each stroke, taking him so deep Wells was almost whimpering. It was perfect, he was perfect, fuck…
Wells clutched the sheets with his fingers as he fought for breath, his thighs shaking as Matty sped up and then slowed, driving Wells completely insane. “Remember I can do this to you later.”
“Please,” Matty practically begged, running his tongue along the tip of Wells’s cock. “I want you to. I want it all.”
Choking as he heard Matty’s words, Wells was lost as Matty continued his torture that had Wells squirming on the bed. It wasn’t how Wells usually took his pleasure, but Matty was driving him crazy. Taking him deeper, Matty sped up, fondling his balls in his hand. That’s all it took before Wells was hollering out, exploding in Matty’s mouth. Matty sucked him hard, and Wells cried out once more, smacking the side of the bed as Matty drank him dry.
Falling back in the bed, spent, Wells gasped for breath as Matty kissed up his thighs and his pelvis before running his tongue up his belly, his chest, and then to his jaw. Wells knew he hadn’t shaved, so it had to be rough, but Matty didn’t seem to care as he covered Wells’s body with his own, nibbling on his lover’s jaw. He was so hard and thick against Wells, but he couldn’t move. “I'm pretty sure you sucked the life out of me.”
Matty’s body shook with his laughter as he kissed Wells’s face. “That’s okay. You don’t have to move. Just lie there. Be pretty.”
Opening his eyes, Wells met Matty’s gaze. The lights from the city were beautiful against his face, sparkling in his eyes. “Last time I checked, you’re the pretty one.”
He shrugged. “See, I think it’s the other way around.”
A flutter tickled Wells’s gut as Matty reached into his nightstand, getting out the lube before repositioning himself between Wells’s legs and pushing his thighs up with his own. Opening the bottle of lube, Matty squirted it in his hand, running it down his full length before spreading some on Wells’s hole. When he jumped, Matty laughed. “And you say I’m the baby.”
Wells made a face. “That shit is cold! You keep it arctic in here.”
Directing his cock right into Wells’s entrance, Matty leaned down, nipping at his lips. “Let me warm you up, then, huh?”
Before they could say anything else, Matty pushed into him, his fingers biting into Wells’s thighs as he continued to move in and out of him, his grunts loud and harsh against Wells’s lips. He wanted to say that Matty was fucking his feelings out, but he wasn’t. Matty was looking into Wells’s eyes, his gaze full of love and admiration. A little grin sat on his lips as he continued to fuck Wells into oblivion. Wells was aware he thought it often, but he knew no other man could ever come close to Matty Haverbrooke.