Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 73012 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73012 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
“Holy shit, Ant. Why do you keep that to yourself? You’ve created something incredible.”
“Because I don’t trust people. Because I’m afraid of being used. Because I’m scared of somehow fucking it all up and losing it, and my brain tells me that would be easier to handle if no one knows. I’m sure it doesn’t make sense anywhere except here.” He taps his temple.
He stands up but doesn’t go far, just hops up onto the table, facing me.
“I just wanted to tell you all my shit so you know what you’re getting into being my boyfriend, and maybe so you’d get why I’m the way I am. I know I don’t make it easy, especially after Malcolm, but…I don’t want to screw this up.”
Jesus, this man. He’s already dug his way so far under my skin, already found places inside me I didn’t know existed. He says he doesn’t want to screw this up, but the truth is, I don’t either. I really like Anthony.
I stand up, nestling myself between his legs. He immediately wraps them around me, and I sink into the touch. “Thank you for trusting me with that.”
“Eh, well, it wasn’t fun, and I did it mostly for selfish reasons.”
I’ve noticed he does that a lot, tries to make the things he does seem less important than they are. “No,” I reply. “You didn’t. And you’re not going to screw this up. We’ll work through it all together…because I like you, Anthony. I like you, and I want you. If your reason is selfish, mine is too. But I think you mostly told me because you trust me, and there’s nothing selfish about that. It’s…sweet.” I kiss the corner of his mouth. “You’re sweet.” The other side.
Anthony groans, and I push him backward so he’s lying on the table, shoving his shirt up and licking a strip from his navel up his chest. “Totally a ten.”
Anthony chuckles.
“But even more than that…I have the biggest fucking crush on you.” I lash my tongue over one of his nipples, Anthony arching up toward me. “You’re my boyfriend, and my boyfriend deserves to be spoiled for how well he opened up to me, for everything he shared with me, and for trusting me.” I nibble my way to the other side, then tug his nipple with my teeth.
“Fuck, Kason. I want it,” he says, voice gritty, hand knotted in my hair.
“Want what? Be a good boy and tell me what you want.”
“You…your dick. Want you to fuck me.”
“Who do you want to fuck you?” I ask.
I look up and see him grin. “Well played. My boyfriend. I want my boyfriend to fuck me.”
“God, we’re good at this already.” I thrust against him. “You’re good at this. Best boyfriend I’ve ever had.” I lick his salty skin, loving to taste him. I can’t wait to explore every part of him, touch him everywhere in every way and learn what Anthony likes. I want to bring him nothing but pleasure. Show him with my touch, my body, and my words and actions how fucking incredible he is. “Why don’t you go upstairs. My bedroom is right above the living room. If there’s anything you need, it will be in the en suite. I’ll clean up from breakfast, and I’ll meet you up there in a few minutes. How does that sound?”
“Like a few minutes too long.” He grins and seals his mouth to mine. I push my tongue past his lips, kiss him, rut against him until Anthony is panting beneath me. When he pulls back, he looks serious when he says, “I love sex. I want it so fucking badly with you, but…you know that’s not the only reason I’m here, right?”
I have a feeling Anthony has been made to feel bad about his enjoyment of intimacy. While I want him to know I’m here for more than his body, I don’t ever want him to think there’s anything wrong with craving sex. “I know. I want it badly with you too. It’s not why either of us is here, but we’ll have a whole lot of fun doing it.”
“Fuck yes. I can’t wait.”
I move off him, then pull him up.
“Meet you upstairs,” he says, but I grab his hand before he can walk away.
“It’s a few minutes too long for me too,” I admit.
The smile he gives me is blinding, and it’s a reminder to keep saying these things to him, keep being honest about how much I want him.
“We are so sappy,” he says, and I cock a brow.
“Are you complaining?”
“Fuck no.” He winks and goes inside.
I stand there watching him until he’s out of sight.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Anthony
It doesn’t take me long to take care of everything I needed to do. I look at myself in the massive mirror in Kason’s bathroom. I’m still naked because that’s one less step we’ll have to worry about when I go back out there, but my dick has obviously gone soft in my cleanup break.