Up For The Challenge Read Online Riley Hart, Devon McCormack

Categories Genre: M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: ,
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Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 91864 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
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“Thank you. Come on.” I nodded to the left. “I love the view from up here.”

Sean and I walked over to where the view was the best—where you could see the lights of LA that looked like they went on for eternity.

“Did you always know this was what you wanted to do?” he asked as he looked out into the night.

That was a difficult question. “Yes and no. It’s what I always knew I would do. I just didn’t know I’d fall in love with it the way I did.”

“Why’d you do it if you didn’t know you’d love it?”

“Most people do things they don’t know they’ll love.”

“I didn’t ask about most people. I asked about you.”

“So fucking pushy.” I winked at him. “If I told you, I’d have to kill you.”

“Oooh. That good, huh? I’ll get it out of you eventually. I’m good like that.”

“Yeah, like I said, pushy,” I teased.

“You’re g…you’re goo…you’re very good. Sorry. Those words were hard to get out.”

A laugh burst past my lips and goddamn it, he made me laugh a lot. Most people didn’t. “I’m good at a lot of things,” I replied, but the compliment meant something to me. There was nothing more important to me than being good at this. “I’m a good kisser,” I told him as I stepped closer. I boxed him in the same way I’d done against his building the other day.

“So am I.”

“Mmm. You are. I want to taste you again. Let’s be good kissers together.” Cheesy as fuck, but he grinned and I liked that grin so I called it a win.

I pressed my mouth to his and gave him my tongue. I didn’t know what it was about him that made me so out of control, that made me want him so much, but I did. I figured the whole bisexual revelation should be a little harder to work through. Maybe I was ignoring those facts because it felt good or maybe it was because of the college experiences or maybe it was because it was sex and I liked sex, but it just felt natural to me.

Sean pressed against me, and I felt his dick dig into me. It made me remember how good it felt to come with him last time, and I suddenly wanted nothing more than to do it again.

I kissed him harder and his hand tangled in my hair. He pulled and I loved the sting of it.

My mouth traveled down his neck, and his grip on me tightened.

It was addicting. Sean was addicting. And I wasn’t sure what I planned to do about it.

10

Sean

I matched Ethan’s kisses, enjoying his taste, totally losing myself in him—something that was too easy to do.

For a moment, I forgot to breathe, and I gasped for air—fucking gasped like some sort of thirteen-year-old who’d just realized how to French kiss. Ethan smiled before chuckling like he was impressed as fuck with himself.

What the fuck was Ethan doing to me?

He pulled back, his expression accusatory, claiming victory for how he’d affected me.

“Did someone need to catch his breath?” he asked, clearly proud of his accomplishment.

“Just a hiccup,” I lied, but his smirk revealed that he knew better.

He gripped my ass.

“Mmm. Well, I have a feeling I can make you gasp in a lot more ways.”

“Straighty,” I said. Even knowing he was bi, I still liked the nickname, and I could tell by the way his brow raised that he did, too. “What makes you think I’m gonna let you up in all this?”

“Because you know I’ll be good.”

“I’m not sure you can handle it.”

Judging by the expression he made—that cocky, arrogant look that, for some inexplicable reason, I couldn’t get enough of—I’d earned my reward. I didn’t really believe he couldn’t handle it, but I knew what to say to get to him—hit his buttons. He had a competitive streak to him—something we had in common—which made challenging him all the more exciting. Since he wasn’t the sort to back down but to step up his game and challenge me.

And in my experience, it was hard as fuck to find someone who could handle the kind of game I liked to play. It required a certain level of confidence and comfort with who a person was, and despite the fact that Ethan was just now coming to terms with his sexuality, confidence sure as hell wasn’t something he lacked.

“I’m handling it right now,” he said, gripping my ass tighter.

“An ass isn’t air hockey or pool.”

He sneered. “Sure it is. You’re just trying to get in the hole, right?”

“I mean, there’s more to it than that.”

“I told you, I’ve already handled ass before.”

“Not this one, you haven’t. And I can tell you right now, regardless of how good they were, it’s the difference between graduating high school and getting your master’s.”


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