Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 71647 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71647 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
“Oh, my gosh. Oh, my…”
I was too shocked to do anything other than stare. After a moment, I tentatively put my hand in his hair.
He went a little deeper and immediately gagged. He pulled away with a sheepish glance. “Guess it takes practice, huh?”
“Maybe. Do you want to try again?”
Ezra nodded, stroking me as he licked and sucked my shaft. Every once in a while, he paused to make sure I was okay. I was more than okay.
His hand and mouth moved in harmony and I had to admit, for someone who’d never given a blowjob, he was pretty darn good at this. I was teetering on the edge in no time. And the second he slipped his fingers between my thighs and slid a single digit along my crease, I was a goner.
I pulled his hair in warning. “Ezra, stop.”
He didn’t stop. He doubled down, sucking, licking with fervor. And that finger massaged a little deeper. If I lifted my hips, he could touch my hole. He’d be inside me and—on that thought, my orgasm ripped through me like a tidal wave barreling toward shore.
Ezra took what he could, but he sat up, choking. He wiped his mouth on the back of his hand, his eyes bright with humor and something that looked a bit like…joy. I didn’t have a chance to ponder the incongruity of Ezra Marsden feeling joyful about swallowing my—well, you know. He pulled me close and sealed his mouth over mine, sighing with pleasure when our tongues twisted.
We kissed until our lips were hopelessly swollen and lack of oxygen became a real issue. It was glorious.
But I was nervous about what came next. We couldn’t pretend nothing happened or that it was no big deal. We were going to have to talk and maturely figure out how to move forward.
“Your jizz tastes like strawberries,” he blurted, smacking my ass.
Leave it to Ezra.
“Strawberries?” I snorted and sat up, reaching for my boxer briefs.
Ezra snatched my briefs out of my hand and threw them in the general direction of his closet…next to a mound of discarded clothing.
“Nope. You can’t go yet. We have unfinished business here.”
“I wasn’t going anywhere. I just thought I’d get dressed while we talk,” I said.
“Naked talking only. And then…let’s do that again. And again.” He tugged my arm and enveloped me in a bear hug, pressing kisses along the column of my neck.
I wiggled out of his hold and fixed my glasses. “You seem extremely content with your sexual revelation.”
His grin widened. “I am.”
“Okay, that’s good. Does anyone else know?”
“That I’m bi? My brother. But…I’m not sure if he believed me.” He studied the ceiling intently for a moment. “We kind of skirt around the truth in my family.”
“Oh.” I cast a worried sideways glance his way. “Well, if you have any questions or concerns or—”
“Thanks, but I’m okay.” He laced our fingers and hooked his leg over mine as if to keep me in place.
“Can I ask why you seem so…well-adjusted? I mean, most men who’d identified as straight all their lives would be a little shaken. I know I was.”
“This isn’t an overnight thing, Holden. I didn’t wake up one day last week and wonder what it would feel like to be with a man. It’s been years in the making for me. Little hints I ignored, like stealing glances at hot guys or getting nervous around one out of the blue. I blamed it on other things—exhaustion, general horniness, whatever. I don’t think I was ready to do any bisexual soul-searching back then. I’m ready now.”
I inclined my head. “That’s good.”
Ezra splayed his hand on my hip and nodded. “What was it like for you?”
“Awkward. And similar to your experience in a way. I wasn’t suddenly sexually attracted to men. It was always there. But it confused me and I didn’t like that. I just wanted the feeling to go away, so I buried myself in science and pretended I didn’t feel the way I did.”
“Why? I met your parents when they came to visit, and they don’t seem like homophobes.”
“They aren’t. I—there were other reasons.” Reasons I was definitely not going to discuss now. “It just…took me a while to embrace my gayness.”
Ezra gave a mischievous grin as he squeezed my butt cheek. “I like your gayness.”
I smiled. “Gee, thanks. So, what now? Will you come out?”
“I wasn’t planning on it. Not now. I will eventually, but I have too much going on and I’m not ready to deal with questions and distractions.” He winced. “That sounds lame, doesn’t it?”
“No. You should take your time. Don’t do anything until you’re ready.” I wiggled my finger between our naked bodies. “I’ll give you space too, if you need it. This…doesn’t have to happen again.”
“Oh, hell no. I definitely want to do this again. And again and…” He crawled on top of me, pressing playful kisses on my cheeks, my forehead, and my nose. “Again. Don’t worry, though. I won’t get any funny ideas. To be honest, I’m still not totally convinced you like me anyway.”