Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 82187 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82187 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
As soon as he and Law stepped into the dark hallway of his house, the floodgate of emotions broke.
Wes just got the door shut before Law slammed him against it, grabbed his face, and crushed their mouths together.
The kiss was full of hunger, all teeth and tongue and primal groans vibrating his chests.
Law clawed at his shoulders, dragging him closer, gasping when Wes bit his bottom lip hard enough to sting.
“Fuck,” Law rasped.
They staggered up the stairs, and Law gripped him so tight it was hard for him to breathe.
Law tripped on the top step, and Wes went down with him, pressing him into the carpet and kissing him again.
Law wrapped his legs around his waist, grinding their cocks together through their clothes until Wes saw stars.
By the time they reached his bedroom, he was shaking so bad he could barely turn the doorknob.
They fell inside, fumbling all over each other, tearing at clothes like they were shedding layers of time and distance.
He yanked Law’s shirt over his head, tossed it aside, then ran both hands over his chest, digging his fingers into hard muscle before brushing his thumbs over his nipples until Law let out a strangled groan.
Law’s voice was as rough as sandpaper. “You drove me insane every goddamn night you were gone.”
Law shoved him backwards onto the bed, dropped to his knees, grabbed the waistband of Wes’s jeans and yanked them past his knees with trembling hands.
“I thought about you,” Wes growled. “I jerked off every night thinking about your mouth. Your hands. The sounds you make when you fuck me.”
Wetness formed on the head of his cock as Law dragged his tongue up his length. He hissed, fisting his hands in Law’s dark hair.
“Get up here,” he snarled. “I want your mouth on mine.”
Law surged up, kissing him again, hard and messy, still half-dressed. Wes shoved his pants down his thighs until Law kicked them off.
They writhed around on the twin bed that’d always been too small, but they’d never cared.
Wes rolled on top of him, straddling his hips and grinding down until Law bucked beneath him.
Law grabbed the back of his neck and groaned into his mouth. “Tell me you missed me.”
Wes sucked on Law’s earlobe. “Yes. So damn much.”
He reached between them, wrapping his hand around Law’s cock, stroking it slow and firm until a strangled cry tore from him.
“Wes…”
Law dug his fingers into Wes’s shoulders, head falling back against the pillow as Wes stroked him harder.
“Fuck…don’t stop.”
Wes shifted lower, kissing and biting at Law’s nipples hard like he liked, until he was cursing and thrashing under him.
He traced his tongue down Law’s sexiness, dipping into every curve before he closed his lips around the head of his cock.
Wes sucked him deep, moaning around the hot, salty taste, one hand pumping his shaft as he bobbed his head until Law almost came off the bed.
Law’s thighs trembled against his shoulders. “Shit…I’m gonna…”
Wes pulled off regretfully, and Law let out a broken growl of frustration.
“Not yet.”
He climbed back up his body, grabbing Law’s thighs and spreading them wide. He pressed their cocks together, grinding as the heat and friction sent sparks through every nerve.
“Fuck me,” he panted.
Law grabbed the crumpled bottle of lube from the nightstand drawer, slicking his fingers and pushing one inside until Wes arched into him.
Another finger joined the first, then the second, and a third, stretching him open until he couldn’t keep quiet.
When Law finally pushed inside, they both let out the same ragged moan.
Law thrust slow at first, as if he wanted to savor him.
Wes’s head fell back, eyes shut tight as Law stretched him inch by inch.
His cock was thick and hot, every vein rubbing against his sensitive walls, filling him until he was breathless, until it bordered on too much…then became perfect.
Wes clawed at Law’s back. “Harder.”
Law obeyed, slamming into him, strong and relentless, sweat dripping from his brow onto Wes’s chest as their bodies rocked into each other, again and again.
Law’s voice broke as Wes drove his hips up to meet his thrusts.
“God, I missed you,” Law rasped, kissing him.
Law’s eyes rolled behind his lids a second before he shouted his release.
The sight, the feel, the sound of Law’s orgasm pushed Wes to the edge of insanity and over. Untouched, except for his cock gliding roughly over Law’s stomach, he spilled between them as Law struggled to fuck him through it.
Law collapsed on top of him, panting and sweat-slicked.
For a long time, all Wes could hear was the pounding of their hearts as Law curled in tighter to him.
Law pressed his lips to Wes’s throat and whispered, breath still shaking as he began to doze off. “You came back.”
Lawson (Law) Sheppard
Law woke to the oppressive weight of Wes half-draped over him, their legs tangled together.
The cheap twin mattress dipped so low in the middle that he felt like he was trapped in a kayak.