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 grin pulled at Wells’s lips, yet he was curious. “How’d you know?”
“Vaughn texted me.”
Wells paused, looking over at where Matty was coming toward him. “My Vaughn?”
Matty grinned. “If I didn’t know you, or the relationship you have with him, I would be very jealous right now.” Taking Wells by the hips, Matty nipped at his lips. “But yes, your Vaughn.”
Matty went to kiss him, but Wells pulled away, completely blown away by what he’d just said. “Wait, what? Vaughn called you.”
Matty seemed a little taken aback by Wells’s rejection as he shrugged. “He texted me.”
“What did he say?”
He exhaled, visibly annoyed as his hands slid down Wells’s hips to his thighs. “He asked if I was really going to let you marry Alex. For the longest time after I saw your engagement photo, I’d told myself you wouldn’t do it, so I ignored it. But when I got that text, I didn’t think. I came.” He cupped Wells, making him jump as his eyes widened. “But now, I want to make you come.”
Wells’s joyous smile spread across his face. “I’m sorry, I’m just a little surprised Vaughn did that. Jensen, yes. But, Vaughn? He isn’t like that.”
“He loves you,” Matty answered simply. “He knew you were making a mistake. That you’re mine.”
Wells laughed at that. “I can promise you that Vaughn did not think that last part,” he started, but then Matty captured his mouth, moving his tongue inside without much warning, not that Wells was complaining. As their kiss turned demanding, he clutched Matty, needing him more than he could fathom. His best friend, basically his brother, brought this man back to him.
Shit, that meant he owed the guy.
Damn it.
As Wells’s lips turned up, Matty pulled back, smiling in return. “Fuck, Wells, you drive me crazy with that smile.”
That feeling of completion and straight-up lust coursed through his veins. “You drive me just…completely—” Wells exhaled, moving his hands to the front of Matty’s pants, unable even to comprehend this moment. He’d waited. So fucking long. God, he wanted this man as his, completely and freely, for so long. And finally, he was going to have that life. That forever. “Crazy. Fucking crazy.”
He gasped as he unfastened Matty’s pants, and Matty leaned into his hands as he nodded, his eyes darkening as Wells pulled out his cock. The velvet smoothness of Matty caused Wells’s skin to break out in gooseflesh. His shoulders went taut as he gazed into Matty’s hooded gaze, his jaw twitching as he breathed out. Falling to his knees, Wells stroked Matty, his hand shaking slightly as his heart jumped up into his throat while pulling Matty’s pants down. They rested at his thighs, Matty’s engorged cock begging for Wells.
But all he could do was admire him.
Matty.
His thick thighs, the soft dusting of hair along his stomach and chest, the V that pointed right to the thing Wells wanted most.
This was real.
This was them.
Before, back at that shitshow of a wedding that turned really sweet, they’d had to be quick, needing to reestablish their connection. But this, this was them.
Making love.
Moving his tongue along the head of Matty’s long cock, Wells could feel his toes curl up as Matty urged him on with a moan. As he took Matty into his mouth, Wells’s own cock throbbed in his slacks before he took him to the hilt. Matty cried out, his fingers tangling in Wells’s hair as he arched up into his mouth. Wells loved the taste of him, the length of him, and fuck, he loved Matty. All of him. His body was a wonderland, as cheesy as it sounded, and as he took Matty’s balls in his hand, massaging them while he continued to move his cock in and out of his mouth, he couldn’t even figure out how he had gone so long without.
Matty…Matty was everything.
Some fresh-faced kid with an attitude problem was everything to Wells. He’d always thought he would love someone older, wiser, but that wasn’t the case. No, he was in love with someone who wasn’t even his type, but it didn’t matter. While it scared him how much he craved and needed Matty, Wells didn’t care, because he loved him. Entirely.
When he felt Matty starting to throb, he knew he was almost to his release. Wanting it like his next breath, Wells sped up, raking his teeth along the shaft as Matty moaned loudly, clutching Wells’s hair tighter. When Matty pushed his cock to the back of Wells’s throat, his release starting to fill his mouth, Wells sucked him harder, digging his fingers in Matty’s butt so he couldn’t move. Arching into him, Matty cried out as he squeezed Wells’s hair in his hands one more time before he finished coming hard. Matty’s body shook with the moment as his hot come ran down the back of Wells’s throat, sending chills down his back.