Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81018 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81018 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
“Um….” As Alex spoke, he massaged his very skillful hand over my erection. I heard him. I did. And I wanted to respond, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to focus.
“Ryder?” His voice dipped to a sultry purr that had my skin tingling. “You listening?” He squeezed my cock, drawing a deep groan from me as pleasure tightened my core. “I can stop if this is too distracting.” The incredible pressure on my aching dick vanished.
“No!” I punched my hips forward, seeking relief. “Fuck no, don’t stop. I’m listening. I hear you. Not selfish. Don’t give up my dreams.” Sweat broke out along my hairline. Soon, I’d be thinking of nothing but sex, but he’d made it clear I needed to stay online long enough to finish this conversation if I wanted to come.
“That’s right.” His hand returned to my bulge, and I made a half sigh, half moan of appreciation. Those things should come with a warning label.
Hands may cause loud reactions and sheet-grabbing.
“So what are we going to do about it?”
He rubbed his thumb over the tip of my dick through my pants.
“Huh, what?”
Hands may leave you crying, shaking, and wanting more.
He chuckled. “I asked what we’re going to do about it?”
That damn circling thumb would be the death of me.
Hands may make you forget your head, morals, and dignity.
“Uh… dinner tomorrow. They invited me. We’ll go. We’ll talk to them. I’m done with this.”
“We?”
I nodded so fast my lust-addled brain bounced around in my skull. “We. I want… I need you with me. Please come with me.”
“I wouldn’t be anywhere else. Now, how about you come with me?”
About fucking time.
CHAPTER FIVE
ALEX
The time for talking had ended. Later, we could hash out the details of what Ryder would say to his parents and what role I’d play tomorrow night. Would I keep silent next to him, a sentinel of moral support, or take a more active position and voice my opinion? Whatever backing he needed from me, I’d be there to provide.
Later.
Now, I’d be providing the reconnection we both needed in the form of skin-on-skin contact, filthy words, and mind-melting orgasms.
I captured his bottom lip between my teeth, giving a seductive tug that had him moaning. He chased my lips until my head hit the window, and our mouths fused in a hungry kiss that grew hotter and more aggressive by the second.
“Jesus,” he mumbled before crashing his mouth to mine after a quick hit of oxygen. As his tongue invaded my mouth, I fought with the clasp and zipper hiding his cock from me.
Ryder’s lips curved as he chuckled. I stole the sound, swallowed it down, and kept it all for myself. Finally, I got the damn metal hook on his expensive suit pants open. The second I slid the zipper down, I dove my hand into his tight briefs, curling my fingers around his hard-as-steel shaft with a firm grip.
I didn’t go easy on him, tugging his dick with the sure, hard strokes I knew he loved. He jerked against me, dislodging our kiss.
“God, yes, Alex. Touch me.” Already his lips were swollen and his eyes heavy-lidded with lust and need.
I jerked him for a few minutes, watching every pleasured reaction cross his face.
“More,” he said, panting. “I need more. I need your hands all the fuck over me.”
“Then I guess you’d better get that fancy suit jacket off before I rip it to shreds.”
His breath caught, and he hesitated as though considering allowing me to rip his five-thousand-dollar suit from his body.
I laughed. Damn, it felt good to be here with him again, laughing, touching, and smiling. “I’m not destroying your suit.”
His eyes sparkled with a playfulness I’d missed more than I’d miss a limb. “Well, you’re no fun.”
I arched an eyebrow. “You sure about that?”
Ryder blinked. “Christ, it’s so fucking sexy when you give me that look. Bossiness, intolerance, and I’m-going-to-fuck-your-brains-out all rolled up in one glare.” He shivered. “Makes my cock leak like crazy every damn time.”
“You’re fucking insane,” I said, shaking my head, but I couldn’t keep the stern face. What could I say? Ryder made me smile more than anyone else. “Get the damn suit off.”
He tried to wriggle out of the garments while straddling my legs and attempting to kiss me, but he eventually tumbled off with a laugh.
“Well, that failed.”
Laughing together, we lifted our hips to wrestle our bottoms off—perfectly pressed suit slacks for him and six-year-old basketball shorts for me. Before I took them off, I removed the lube I’d shoved in my pocket and set it on the carpet next to me. We’d be needing that very soon.
I was naked within seconds, having only to rid myself of my boxer briefs and T-shirt once I had the shorts off. Ryder had on a jacket, a tie, a button-up, and an undershirt, not that I was complaining. Anytime I got the chance to sit back and watch him strip was a treat I couldn’t resist. As I enjoyed the show of him shedding his clothes, I fisted my cock and lightly stroked myself.