Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82250 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82250 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
“No,” I say before they can reply and feel Gary squeeze my hand in support. “I’m just going to go.”
“Stay,” my brother tells me, but I shake my head.
“I won’t be good company anyway. Tell Liz I wasn’t feeling well and I’m sorry I had to go, okay?” I turn to walk away, but I’m stopped by the fact that Gary won’t budge.
I turn back to see him looking at my parents. “You don’t deserve him. Either of you. He’s a good man. The kind of man who sees someone struggling and jumps in to help. The kind of man who would stick up for someone just to help make them feel better about themselves. He makes me feel like I can do anything. Like maybe I’m something special. You don’t deserve him, and one day, you’ll regret the way you’ve treated him.”
And then it’s Gary who’s moving and me who is rooted to the floor. My chest feels full, like it’s reached capacity because of the man standing beside me right now. I know how hard that had to be for him, for Gary to draw attention to himself…and he did it for me.
“Who do you think you are? Don’t talk to my wife like that, you—”
“Stop right there. Don’t say another word to him. Gary, let’s go.” I toss a look of apology to my brothers and then Gary and I are walking out of the building. My whole body is shaking by the time we make it outside. The second we’re out the door, I’m backing Gary against the brick building, and I’m on him, my mouth devouring his.
I grind my pelvis against his. My fingers dig into his hips and his hand knots in my hair. In this second, I think I would crawl inside of him if I could.
I’m hungrier for him than I’ve ever been for anyone before. The desire is so strong it overpowers any fears or worries or overthinking.
“Jesus, I need to be inside your ass, Gary. Please…I’ll beg you if I have to.” I’ve never begged for sex in my life, but in this moment, I would do it. For him, I’d get on my fucking knees and beg.
“Yesss,” he hisses out just as a car drives by and honks at us. “Maybe not here, though. We’ll likely get arrested,” he teases. I chuckle as I grab his hand and tug him away.
Then we’re in my car and parking at Metropolis. I nearly drag him to the elevator, and once the doors close, my mouth takes over his again. There’s a slight taste of vodka on his tongue, but he smells like Gary and feels like Gary, and Jesus fucking Christ, I’m losing my goddamned mind over him right now.
When the elevator dings, we’re practically running down the hallway, laughing as we make our way to my condo.
“What’s gotten into you?” he asks as I unlock my door.
“Don’t know, but I know I’m about to get in you.” I wink at him, and he laughs at my ridiculous cheesiness.
We fumble our way into my apartment. I feel this overwhelming giddiness that would embarrass me if I wasn’t so fucking needy for him.
Nothing else matters in this moment—not Steven or the money. Not my parents or the fact that I’m scared to fucking death that I can’t be what Gary needs.
I’ll try. I can’t not try.
“You look so fucking hot in this bow tie,” he says as he starts to loosen it on our way to my room.
“I’ll wear it for you again.”
“Just for me? Aren’t I lucky?” He gives me shit, and then we’re pulling at each other’s clothes, and I’m running my hand over his bare skin, loving the feel of his flesh against mine.
“What the fuck are you doing to me?” I ask him as I lay him on my bed. Lying on top of him, I nuzzle my face in his neck. “I wanna take you rough and dirty, slow and sweet. I can’t decide which one I want more.”
“Oh fuck. Jesus, that’s sexy.” Gary trembles beneath me.
I kiss my way down his chest. He arches off the bed as though he can’t get close enough to me. “Travis…”
I squeeze his hips, lean over and let my tongue circle the head of his meaty dick.
Kneeling between his legs, I push them back. “I missed having this hole.” I rub my finger over his pucker and Gary damn near lurches off the bed. “Missed fucking it. Tasting it. I don’t know if I want to fuck your ass or eat it.”
Gary’s breathless when he says, “Fuck now. You can do whatever else you want to it later.”
He looks at me, my eyes on him as well, and I can’t hold back the truth that rolls off my tongue. “I missed you too. Not just fucking you. I’ve never had that before.”