Gone for You (Wild Side #1) Read Online Riley Hart

Categories Genre: Angst, Contemporary, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Wild Side Series by Riley Hart
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Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 69004 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
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“What are you doing?” Oliver asked.

“Fixing a car,” Matt replied, making the other man chuckle. “Undressing you. What do you think I’m doing?” After Oliver’s shoes, he went for his socks, then opened his pants and began pulling them and his black underwear down his legs.

Oliver’s thick cock burst free, and Matt leaned forward, circling the head with his tongue. “If I would have known you were packing this, we might have started fucking years ago.” He leaned in and nuzzled Oliver’s balls. He’d always had a thing for having his face between a man’s legs but as he rubbed his nose against Oliver’s sac before tonguing it, he thought he could spend even more time here, kneeling for Oliver, and memorizing every inch of this spot on the man.

“Christ, Matt. You’re killing me. You look so goddamned beautiful down there.” Oliver’s hand tightened in his hair as he pushed Matt’s face closer to him and Matt took advantage, sucking his balls, taking in his scent and running his tongue up and down Oliver’s impressive shaft.

“That’s enough for now,” Oliver said and pulled him to his feet. He liked the way Oliver took control in the bedroom. He was passive other ways in his life but here, he liked to be the one to run things, and Matt liked letting him.

Oliver disposed of Matt’s clothes faster than Matt had his, and then they were in the shower, kissing beneath the spray. Oliver lifted him, pressed Matt’s back against the wall and Matt wrapped his legs around his waist.

He ran a hand over Matt’s ribcage and pulled far enough away to say, “You’re too skinny.”

“I’ve always been small,” he replied and he had, but Oliver also knew he was a whole lot thinner than he had been in high school.

“You’re too small, Matt, and you know it.” Oliver’s mouth went down on his again. They kissed and rubbed against each other until Oliver put him down. “This tattoo is so fucking sexy.” He rubbed the ink on Matt’s hip.

There was soap next…and more kissing. As much as Matt enjoyed it, he felt like he would be eviscerated with desire if Oliver didn’t fuck him soon.

As if he’d read Matt’s thoughts, the water turned off, and they were drying themselves before Oliver pulled him to the bed. He cupped Matt’s ass, spread his cheeks and with his face close to Matt’s ear he said, “I want my face right there, Matt. Wanna taste your hole before I’m inside it.”

A tremor rocked through him. Matt bucked his hips, wanting just that. “I love being rimmed.”

“You’ll love it even more by me.”

“Oooh. When did you get so cocky?”

“When I landed Matt Daniels.”

Matt didn’t have a chance to think about those words because Oliver was manhandling him, flipping him to his stomach, Matt’s face in the pillows. He lay between Matt’s spread legs and ran his tongue from the base of Matt’s spine down his crack.

A strangled moan ripped from Matt’s throat as he thrust, rubbing his cock against the bed.

Oliver palmed his cheeks, then spread them. “Christ, this fucking hole, Matty. It’s so goddamned perfect. So tight. I could eat it and fuck it all day.”

That sounded perfect to Matt. “Then do it,” he said. That was all Oliver needed to go at him, tonguing Matt’s asshole—fast then slow. He used his teeth on Matt’s ass cheeks. Spit on his pucker then fingered it, sliding the digit in and out while he flicked it with his tongue until Matt thought he would lose his fucking mind.

Rolling wave after wave washed over him. His hands fisted in the blankets. He pumped his hips, needing friction on his cock, his body shattering bit by bit as Oliver rubbed his prostate.

“Please…I need you. I need your dick in me.”

Then Oliver was gone. There was fumbling in the bedside drawer and Matt knew he was getting a condom and lube. He heard the package rip open, saw Oliver’s hands shake as he rolled the condom down his leaking erection before he rubbed lube on himself.

The cold was a shock to Matt’s system when Oliver squirted it onto his asshole, rubbing it in before he said, “Get up. I want you to ride me.”

Yeah…yeah, Matt wanted that too.

Matt moved, and then Oliver lay in the middle of the bed. Matt straddled him, grabbed Oliver’s hot erection, rubbing it on himself before he slid down on it. Oliver’s hands were on his waist, his blunt nails digging into Matt’s skin as they breathed together while Matt filled himself with Oliver’s cock.

He looked down, saw so much fucking emotion in Oliver’s eyes it nearly took his breath. His pulse sped up and he nearly ran. Jesus, the way Oliver looked at him. It made Matt feel like he was someone else. Someone better. Someone he could never be. Oliver had always seen more in him than was there.


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