Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
They climbed into bed, and Sky rolled onto his side, out of habit. Before he could correct himself, Nolan scooted close, spooning him as if they’d been doing it for years. Sky closed his eyes, releasing a happy sigh as he soaked in the feel of Nolan wrapped around him, confident he’d never be able to fall asleep.
Except…
He fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Son of a bitch!
Sky stretched, his bare feet sliding along the soft sheets. He rolled over, trying to decide whether to wake up or steal a few more minutes of sleep, when he realized his cheek was not resting on cotton but warm skin. He wasn’t alone.
Nolan!
That’s right! When he’d lain down for a nap, Nolan had promised to join him. And he was still here.
Sky tipped his head up, resting his chin on Nolan’s shoulder. He blinked still-sleepy eyes at the man, who was smiling at him.
“Did you sleep too?” Sky inquired.
“Mn. I’m the king of naps. I’m always ready for an afternoon nap.”
“How long was I out?”
“A little over two hours. I just woke up myself.” As he spoke, Nolan rolled toward Sky, wrapping his arms around him, pressing them together chest to chest. It became clear instantly that other parts of Nolan were up and thrilled to see him. If this was what it meant to take an afternoon nap with Nolan, Sky was more than happy to do this every day.
As if they’d been doing it for years, Sky’s lips found Nolan’s with no effort at all, allowing them to sink into a series of soft kisses. Sky closed his eyes and let himself get lost in the heat and hunger building between them.
Each time their lips met, the kisses grew more urgent. Their mouths opened at the same time and Nolan’s tongue plunged into his, tangling and stroking Sky’s. A whimper squeezed out of Sky’s throat and he caught Nolan’s tongue when it attempted to retreat, sucking on it.
One of Nolan’s hands dropped from Sky’s waist to grip an ass cheek. Fingers dug into tender flesh as he hiked Sky higher and ground their cocks together through thin shorts. Sky moaned into Nolan’s mouth and kissed him harder. Fire scorched a path through his veins, blazing away conscious thought and leaving behind desperate need.
“Tell me you want me to fuck you,” Nolan growled, their lips still crushed together.
For a second, Sky could only nod, his brain frantically trying to remember how to form words. “Yes. Now,” Sky managed while pulling one hand away from Nolan’s shoulder to jerk down his shorts and underwear.
“Lube. Condom,” Nolan ordered, and the part of Sky’s brain still getting blood cackled. Good. The man had gone total caveman with horniness.
Not that Sky was any better. He huffed out a breathless “Uh-huh” and pushed away from Nolan to roll to the edge of the bed to his nightstand. Fumbling fingers located a bottle of lube. He attempted to snag a condom, but the damn thing wouldn’t rip. In the end, he tossed an entire strip of them over his shoulder at his lover.
When he rolled back, it was to find Nolan had shoved the blankets to the foot of the bed and he was lying naked beside him.
Sky froze. This was a treat for all the senses. He needed a moment to look, touch, and taste to his heart’s content. Nolan’s pale skin was delicious against his navy sheets. A light dusting of hair covered his chest. The most tantalizing trail ran from his belly button to a nice, thick cock that was jutting up from a neat nest of dark curls.
“Like what you see?” Nolan teased, breaking him from his mindless stare at last.
“Fuck yes,” Sky moaned. This was even better than all his random fantasies of the sexy goth boy across the street. This was real and in his bed!
He fell between Nolan’s legs and kissed his way along the man’s chest. He paused long enough to lick and suck nipples until they were as hard as diamonds. Nolan smelled heavenly, of sweat and musk and need. His lover’s stomach dipped as he shifted to lick the head of Nolan’s perfect cock.
Fingers tangled in his hair, twisting and pulling slightly, holding him in place. Nolan tortured both of them by thrusting only the head of his dick into the hot, wet cavern of Sky’s mouth. Sky tried to move, to take the man all the way to the back of his throat, but Nolan held him in place, not letting either of them have more than this taste.
“Condom,” Nolan grunted as he pulled Sky’s head up and away from his tempting member.
Sky managed one last lick before he sat up, and Nolan released him. He moved the condoms closer to his companion and scooped up the bottle of lube. After coating two fingers, he reached back and stretched himself. A deep moan rumbled up his throat while he watched Nolan rip open the packaging and roll the condom down his length with trembling fingers.