Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 132962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 665(@200wpm)___ 532(@250wpm)___ 443(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 132962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 665(@200wpm)___ 532(@250wpm)___ 443(@300wpm)
“Get in the damn car. I’m not gonna molest you. Well, not unless you ask nicely,” Mitch chuckled as Cody grabbed on to the door to keep himself upright. “Look, if that’s seriously what’s stopping you, dude, you’re my size, maybe a little bigger. You know what I do for a living and every person in that bar saw you with me. You’re fine. Get in the car.”
“It’s not that,” Cody started.
“Explain it to me in the car,” Mitch suggested. For a few moments, they were again in an eye-staring standoff. Finally Cody caved and crawled inside the car with a huff. They both stared out the front window until Cody finally shut the passenger side door.
“See, no scary monsters in here,” Mitch teased in a mocking tone. Cody clenched his jaw and continued the vigilant stare out the front window. The silence must not have been agreeable to Mitch because he lifted the steering wheel, turned completely in his seat, and stared directly at him. Cody’s heart thundered in his chest. Without question, there was a powerful attraction between them. Well, at least from Cody’s side, and the longer Mitch stared at him, the more his body stirred, pushing him to end its agony.
“So a trooper that wants to be a ranger, right?” Mitch asked, and Cody just cut his eyes over, giving Mitch what he hoped was his best are-you-seriously-asking-that glare. That caused a laugh from Mitch, and he leaned in closer. Mitch’s scent surrounded him, and damn, that man smelled amazing. His traitorous cock swelled against his jeans.
“A good-lookin’ guy like you must be at this club for a reason,” Mitch said, slowly lifting a hand and running his knuckles down the side of Cody’s cheek. Cody tried to turn away, but Mitch stopped him, grasping his chin. His brain begged his mouth to speak up—demand his car keys back—but his cock seemed to control everything he’d done since he crawled inside the car. Hell, his cock had actually controlled him from the minute he’d seen Mitch enter that stupid bar. Cody Turner did not think with his dick, he thought with his brain.
Mitch leaned in even more, coming closer to Cody’s face. His eyes settled on Mitch’s perfectly formed lips, and the smirk that followed made it clear Mitch knew the power he had. His eyes shot up to Mitch’s deep amber gaze. “Why are you here tonight, Cody?”
“I’m celebrating,” he heard himself say, lost, completely transfixed by Mitch’s eyes. His answer must have surprised him. Cody dropped his gaze back down to Mitch’s sexy smirk. And damn if that grin didn’t go all the way to his cock.
“What are you celebrating?” Mitch moved in closer. The movement seemed to suck the oxygen from the car, and all he could do was breathe Mitch in. He was losing what little control he had. He could feel the connection and sexual tension sizzling in the air around them. There wasn’t six inches separating their faces, and he welcomed the warmth of Mitch’s breath on his skin. Cody remained silent for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts. There were so many things running through his head.
“My new detail, getting closer to my goal.” His brain was scrambled.
“As a ranger?” Mitch’s husky voice dropped an octave lower as he descended, moving closer to Cody’s lips.
“Yeah.” Cody lifted his face. He wanted, no needed, to feel Mitch’s lips on his.
“That’s hot.” Mitch sealed their lips together. Cody welcomed the kiss and let Mitch take the lead.
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When Cody relaxed and opened for him, he needed no further invitation. There were no awkward moments, no learning how the other kissed. They just fit from the very first press of lips.
Mitch slid his tongue along the seam of Cody’s lips and pushed in. Cody’s tongue met and brushed against his, caressing and swirling without hesitation. Damn, the boy could kiss, and fuck if Mitch didn’t want more. The kiss deepened quickly, turning fervent as primal sounds radiated from Cody. At the same time, fingers ran through Mitch’s hair and across his face. The whole encounter pleased Mitch, knowing his kiss turned Cody on so much.
Cody moved instinctively, giving Mitch better access to delve deeper, and he took the offer to its full advantage. Cody’s hands moved of their own accord, skimming over every inch of his bare skin. Mitch smoothed his palm eagerly over Cody’s thick chest, stopping to roll his budded nipple between two fingers before sliding down to his well-defined stomach and exploring every swell and indention under his palm.
Without any hesitation, he reached lower to massage Cody’s rock hard erection entrapped behind soft, well-worn jeans. He groaned when that hard bulge thickened against his palm. Damn, his boy was a big one, just like he liked them. Mitch liked to bottom just as much as he enjoyed topping. Hell, he’d take sex any way he could get it. But tonight, he wanted to be balls deep in this hot Texas cowboy.
He massaged Cody’s dick to the same rhythm he created with his tongue. He swore he would keep on till Cody was begging to be fucked. Even as he told himself to take the time to draw Cody in, Mitch made a move to speed things along. He needed to be closer to Cody. He wanted to feel that hard body under his.
“Damn fucking console,” Mitch hissed, breaking from the heated lip-lock as the side of a cup holder lodged into his ribs. He pushed himself up, trying harder to get into the passenger seat with Cody. Their eyes made contact, and the need reflected in Cody’s gaze took his breath away.
“I have a room,” Cody whispered, lowering himself back as far as the seat would go. Mitch gasped in uneven breaths, watching Cody lie back in the seat. Fuck, that sexy hooded eye thing that Cody had going turned his shit on.
“Is it nearby?” Mitch panted, partially lying across Cody, getting as close as he could. If he couldn’t be kissing the guy, he certainly needed to touch him. Mitch’s hand was right back, massaging Cody’s hard dick. He didn’t want to lose the momentum they’d started, and he placed a simple kiss on Cody’s lips, waiting for his answer.