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)
I found my grumpy worrywart in our bedroom, filling his new dresser with clothes. He really fought me on purchasing that dresser, claiming the decades-old piece he’d scored on the side of the road and used for the past eight years would suffice.
It would not. He’d laughed and called me a snob when I’d wrinkled my nose and insisted on buying a new one. I liked nice things, sue me. In the end, I’d won the argument. Well, I’d purchased one, didn’t tell him, and then claimed it couldn’t be returned after delivery.
I leaned my shoulder against the doorframe, admiring him in silence. He did everything with precision and care. Each piece of clothing was folded identically and placed in a neat row in the dresser. Alex worked hard and strove for perfection in everything he did, whether it was folding his underwear or completing complex robotics engineering projects. His meticulousness extended to the times he edged me near insanity with borderline sadistic skill.
As though sensing my presence, he peeked over his shoulder. “What are you doing?”
I shrugged. “Watching you.”
He grunted.
I grinned, nearly coming out of my skin with the excitement. He was here, moving in. We live together now. “I’m also thinking,” I said as I pushed away from the door and strode across the room.
“Well, that’s new for you.”
“Funny.”
He chuckled. “What are you thinking about?”
I reached him and snuggled myself against his back as I planted a kiss on his neck. “Sucking your dick,” I whispered in his ear.
He stiffened against me, in more ways than one, as I could feel beneath my wandering hand.
“Hmm.” I licked a path up the side of his neck as I massaged my hand over the growing bulge in his shorts. He was warm, hard, and smelled like sandalwood, citrus, and heaven even after hours of manual labor. “Seems like you like that idea?”
Alex spat out a curse. “I always like seeing you on your knees.”
“Yeah?” I nipped his earlobe.
“Yeah, especially when your mouth is stuffed full of my dick. I’ve never seen anything better.”
Jesus. My cock surged to attention against his ass as his need punched me in the gut. I was supposed to be the one teasing him, but it seemed he’d flipped the tables on me. “You’re a little bit evil, you know that?”
“You’re the one who chose to live with me.”
“I am, aren’t I?” I slipped my hand down into his shorts to find the smooth skin of his erection waiting for me. I wrapped my palm around it, giving him a stroke that had him grunting and reaching for the dresser to steady himself. “I wonder what that says about me?”
“Probably says you like sucking my cock.”
I laughed. That was an assertion I’d never deny. “You know me well. Maybe we should move in together.”
“I don’t know…” He turned in my arms, forcing me to remove my hand from his dick. “What if I like sucking cock as much as you do? Can’t let you have all the fun.” As he spoke, he walked us backward until my legs hit the bed. Then he gave me a little shove, and my ass hit the bed with a light bounce.
My cock throbbed as I stared up at the hungry look in his eyes. God, I loved when he looked at me like that. “I don’t know. I hear living together requires compromise. I guess we could always take turns, or…”
He raised an eyebrow, giving him a sexy, rakish appearance. “Or?”
I licked my lips, staring up at where he stood above me. “Or we could have a treat at the same time.” An idea hit me, and I couldn’t help the impish grin that curled my lips. “We could relive a memory.”
“What memory would that be?” Alex asked as he shoved his shorts and boxers down, leaving his very hard dick pointing straight at my mouth, which started to water immediately.
His glistening tip snagged my attention, chasing away whatever I’d been about to say.
“Ryder?”
“Huh?” I forced my attention off my favorite toy and up to Alex’s dark, heated eyes.
“What memory?”
“Um…” What was he talking about? I fanned myself. “It’s hot in here.”
He chuckled. “You were saying we could relive a memory.”
Right. “The one that started it all, of course.” I joined him in relieving myself of my shorts and underwear, then yanked my tee over my head, tossing it to the side. Fully naked, I scooted up the bed until I lay back against the pillows. “See who can hold out longer.”
He smiled with a wicked grin. “And if I win?”
“Hmm…” I wrapped a hand around myself and lightly stroked my shaft. Alex followed suit, still standing at the edge of the bed, gripping his cock. “What do you want?”
He smirked before saying, “If I win, you stop researching new cars for me.”