Total pages in book: 142
Estimated words: 132031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 660(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 132031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 660(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Besides, he’d trained through these moments.
Stay quiet.
Give nothing away.
Keep it all in.
Enjoy the ride. He tossed in that last part.
You’ve wanted him since the minute you first laid eyes on him. Let yourself go. Remember every detail to have in your memory forever.
From the little boy who was fascinated by the rebel in his class, to the fairytale Cash had conjured in his head through the years of recovery and rehabilitation, every decision he’d ever made brought him right here, right now.
Desire burned Cash from the inside out when Dev’s lips captured his, his tongue thrusting forward, deep inside Cash’s mouth.
Fireworks exploded behind his eyelids as the haze in his head dissolved. Cash found his purpose. He circled his arms around Dev. He lifted his hand to the back of Dev’s head, threading his fingers through the soft strands. Cash took Dev fully into his arms as their tongues met and tangled.
Dev’s soft, persistent velvety swipes were in direct contrast with the unyielding steel of his body pushing Cash backward. The intent took a second to comprehend. Dev was driving their moment, ushering him into the bedroom.
His windbreaker was pushed down his arms, forcing his hands off Dev. They felt deprived, working quickly to discard the jacket in order to touch Dev’s body again. Their awkward steps became frenzied as they stayed locked in the heated kiss.
Cash’s back hit the wall. A crash sounded somewhere in the back of his lust-filled mind. Dev stepped all the way into his body, coming in head to toe. The kiss turned incendiary, scalding. His tank was lifted up his chest, and over his head, forcing a momentary break in the kiss.
He peeked through slitted lids. His mouth sought what it had lost. Dev’s strong, sure hand encased Cash’s jaw, holding his head back against the wall as he lowered his gaze, looking down the length of Cash’s chest.
“The pretty boy’s got a fuckin’ rockin’ body.” Dev’s other palm caressed a trail over the dusting of fur covering Cash’s chest. Tingles and goose bumps sprang forward, covering the upper half of his body at the reverent touch. A labored pant heaved from his lungs, unable to control the heavy rise and fall of his chest under Dev’s approval.
Dev’s nose and jaw led the way down Cash’s neck, kissing and mouthing over his shoulder while his palm and fingers found his left pec. Dev lowered his head, sucking the nipple straight inside his mouth.
Deep desire roared through his body in seconds flat.
Dev lapped and suckled, sending wave after wave of pleasure rippling across his body.
Cash tucked his hips, rutting against the biker’s hard cock. The guy was such a tease. Dev released the suction he had on his nipple, but not the tip of his tongue licking and lavishing the hard bead. His hand slid temptingly down between his body, a straight shot inside Cash’s shorts. Dev closed his palm possessively around Cash’s eager cock, giving him a rough, tip to base stroke.
This moment, with this man, was a game changer.
Cash gripped Dev’s ass, holding tightly to each fleshy globe, squeezing and pulling them forward as he ground his cock into Dev’s hand.
Dev’s handsome face, with that sexy smirk, lifted to Cash’s. Dev’s gaze searched his face as Cash’s hips matched the rhythmic motion Dev tried to create. “I promise I’m gonna fuck you so good.”
“Yeah?” he managed to reply. At least in his head, the single uttered word came out with excitement and anticipation of what was to come. The hand in his shorts kept moving.
He took in the needy emotion swirling in Dev’s blue depths. What a turn-on. Those blue eyes were so damned expressive. Cash didn’t know how much more he could take without blowing his load right there in his shorts.
“I like the idea of you suckin’ my cock,” Dev muttered, staring at Cash’s lips. He twisted Cash, an unexpected move, sending him spinning around, straight into Dev’s bedroom. His shorts were pushed down his thighs, then Dev’s body came in behind his, those calloused hands roaming as far as they could reach.
Cash looked around the room. If the apartments were mirror images, this was the smaller of the two rooms. A king-size box spring and mattress lay on the floor in the middle of the room.
They were maybe three feet from the bed when Dev wrapped himself around Cash. His hands became octopus worthy, touching and feeling, caressing over every curve of muscle Cash had. His body hummed under the lust and desire this man provoked within him. His cock strained and pulsed, already leaking from the tip.
Dev’s fingers turned reverent, grazing tenderly over the scar on Cash’s hip. The investigatory touch ran the long length of the ragged scar. Cash looked down at the battle wound that had long been a part of his life. He couldn’t remember a time without it there. But watching Dev’s tattooed fingers run the length felt full circle, healing in a way he hadn’t known he needed.