Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 91755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Was I supposed to undress? Or… or offer him something to drink? I wasn’t even sure what to do with my hands, so I simply clasped them together in front of me and held on for dear life.
Once his pockets were empty of his phone and wallet, I expected him to begin unbuttoning his shirt or pulling open his belt, but he reached for me again instead, pulling me close and nuzzling his nose and lips into the side of my neck. His hands moved around to my back and rubbed slowly up and down as he nibbled and sucked a path along my throat and down into my collar. I buried my fingers in his hair again and closed my eyes. The sensations swarming me were too good to keep to myself. A few gasps and sighs of pleasure escaped me which seemed to encourage him.
His hands moved down to the top of my ass. By now my dick was hard and leaking. I’d never been so turned on in my whole life. How in the world had I waited this long to have a man’s hands on me? All this time I could have been enjoying anonymous fucks like this while I waited for Chris to come around?
I groaned again. Making out with another man was my new favorite thing.
He turned me around so that my back was against his front and his lips were on the nape of my neck and his hands moved across my chest and abdomen. I placed my hand on top of his and hesitantly moved it down to my aching cock. Was that okay? I wasn’t sure what the protocol was, and I didn’t want to come across as a bossy asshole. But he seemed to take it in stride, grasping my erection and squeezing it firmly. I dropped my head back onto his shoulder and pressed my hips forward into his grip.
I could hear his short breaths in my ear and feel the warm air against my skin. The scent of his body and the solid shape of him behind me were everything I’d ever dreamed of. His whiskers caught the hair on my head as he moved to kiss my temple.
My heart was going to beat right out of my chest with an embarrassing splat. Somewhere in the back of my head I realized that if I felt like this with some random stranger, I would probably lose my mind when I finally had sex with Chris.
The stranger grunted in a deep voice as he pressed his palm down against my dick again. He yanked my shirttail out of my pants and pulled it over my head before setting it on the nearby desk. Then he wrapped his arms around my front again and returned his lips to the side of my face and neck. His fingers brushed along my stomach and chest, raising goose bumps in their wake.
The man was an expert at seduction. He must have taken some kind of training course. There wasn’t a single nerve on my skin that wasn’t standing up and saluting him. I felt like every hair on my body was connected to jumper cables.
I reached back to grasp his hips. The fabric of his navy slacks was fine and soft like he shopped at Brooks Brothers. Again, I wondered what kind of businessman he was, but it didn’t matter. In my imagination he was an international man of mystery, flying around the world solving high-level problems in exotic locations.
And he’d stopped in Chicago for one night in order to give me pleasure.
His body was warm beneath the fabric of the slacks, and I was tired of not feeling his bare skin.
I turned around to face him, fully planning to undo his own shirt buttons, but as I turned, I felt the long, hard ridge of his erection.
My eyes must have widened comically, because a deep rumble of laughter came out of him, and he reached for my face with his hands again to give me small, reassuring kisses. The little chuckles that came on the tail end of his laughter helped put me at ease. I got the feeling he wasn’t laughing at me, but more like…
He was simply happy to be there in the moment, just like I was.
4
Jack
NurseTee was adorable but had clearly been nervous as hell. As I continued to remove his clothes, his wide eyes reminded me of a panicked woodland animal at the sound of a cracking branch.
He was smaller than I expected, but model-gorgeous and sexy as fuck. I wondered if my taller, broader frame intimidated him at all. I’d wanted to reassure him while also respecting his no-talking rule, so I’d softened my smile and held out my hand when he’d first opened the door.
He’d taken it carefully, sliding his smooth palm into my larger grasp and blinking up at me through dark lashes. His pale green eyes had rings of darker green around the edges. I couldn’t stop staring at them. When I’d brought the back of his hand up to my mouth and held it against my lips, his pupils had widened and his neck had flushed pink.