Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83586 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83586 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
His right eyebrow had a scar from when we were eleven. We’d been exploring the woods, and Jasper fell and hit his head on a rock. I’d never seen so much blood in my life, or felt the kind of fear I had in that moment, heart turned chaotic, beating like a stampede of wild horses. I’d taken my shirt off and held it to his face until we got home, arm around him while we walked, prayin’ Jasper was okay.
When he opened his grayish eyes, his gaze snagging on me, I wanted to tell him he was beautiful, but I didn’t know if that was strange or not.
“What?” he asked, giving me that crooked smile.
“Just can’t stop lookin’ at ya, is all.” Hoping he didn’t change his mind, that he didn’t freak out or consider this a mistake. Now that I had him, I didn’t know what I would do if I lost him.
“Then you don’t gotta.” Jasper cuddled close, wrapped an arm around me, and nuzzled his face into my chest. “Let’s take a nap.”
“We have cum in our underwear.”
“I don’t care. I’m tired. It’s been a long six months, Sutt, feeling you slowly pulling away, losing you a bit more with each passing day…” His arm tightened around me.
Yeah, yeah it had been. A very long, fraught six months.
We fell asleep in each other’s arms, and I woke up to Jasper’s lips against my chest, peppering it with kisses. The light through the window was bright, telling me it was late morning or maybe early afternoon.
Jasper held on to me, kissing my throat and pecs, then rolled to his back again. I ended up on top of him, my dick hard against his cloth-covered erection.
“Want ya again, like earlier. I figure we got a lot of time to make up for.”
I grinned down at him. “You’ve always been the horniest damn thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Are you complainin’?”
No, no I wasn’t.
I answered him with a kiss, feeding him my tongue. We made out, rutting against each other like our damn lives depended on it before spilling another load into our underwear.
“Now I need a shower,” I told him, though part of me didn’t ever want to get out of this bed with him. If I did, I was scared he’d realize what we’d done and tell me he wanted nothing to do with me anymore.
“Wanna do it together?” Jasper pumped his eyebrows dramatically.
“If you’re serious, in no world will the answer to that be no.” I might not know a whole lot about being with another man, but I was game for practice. I wanted to see Jasper naked as much as possible.
“Okay. Let’s go in my room.”
I nodded and went with him. Jasper’s room was the biggest in the house, and he’d made his own little space out of it. He had glass doors that led to a small patio area, made private by a white trellis with thick vines and leaves twined through it. This side of the house also faced away from his parents’ property, thick trees not too far behind it, almost like it was its own world.
I waited by the en suite door while he went to the tiled shower and got the water running. When it was to temperature, he turned to me. The best way I could figure to go about this was to follow his lead, so that was my plan. I did think it was important that we talked about everything soon, even if that scared the shit out of me.
When I didn’t move, just stood there with my arms crossed, watching him, Jasper kept his gaze on me as he pulled his boxer briefs down his thighs. He wasn’t hard, his dick hanging soft over his balls. The nest of hair at his groin was darker than the blond on his head, and he had a little birthmark on his left hip bone. I wondered what it tasted like. Had wondered more than once.
He stood there letting me take him in, study his body in ways I’d never been able to do before.
“So?” he eventually said.
“It’s cute.”
“Cute? You asshole.” He took a roll of toilet paper off the shelf and chucked it at me. “My dick isn’t cute. He’s…big and manly. He’s hot or somethin’. Anything but cute.”
I laughed and walked over to him, setting down the toilet paper I’d caught. I wanted to touch his dick, but I was nervous. Rutting together was one thing, but taking hold of it was another. “I’ve seen it before, more than once. Little glimpses here and there. Watched it slide into a woman’s mouth, somethin’ I don’t ever wanna see happen again. It’s…huge, might be the biggest one in the state of North Carolina.”
“You jackass.”
“And it’s hot, sexy.” I brushed his shoulder with the tips of my fingers. “I want it real bad, Jasp. At some point. I’m not sayin’ I’m ready today, but I wanna touch it, wrap my hand around it and make you come. Pretty sure I wanna suck on it too. Maybe I’ll spend a whole day just gettin’ to know your not cute dick.” Well, shit. Talking to him like that was getting me hard. The fear was there, the insecurity and the never-been-with-a-guy thing, but then this was Jasper, which made all those things smaller, less significant.