In the Gray Read Online Christina Lee

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Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 71303 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
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“You’re my only friend.”

I organized a bookshelf, helped a few students find resources, and before I knew it, the afternoon had flown by and it was nearly time to trek home.

“All set for the conference this weekend?” my supervisor asked on my way out.

“Yep, should be productive.” It was an annual conference that allowed attendees to network, share resources, and learn new concepts, and for sure there would be some familiar faces, librarians I’d met at other events or even from college. CSU employees took turns attending, and this year it was mine, but the timing felt off. Or maybe that was only my insecurities talking. However, given that it was the entire reason I first asked Lachlan to move in, I certainly couldn’t bow out now.

When I got home, I found Lachlan on the couch in front of his laptop—with Oscar beside him, of course. His grin upon seeing me made my stomach flutter. Damn, he was incredibly handsome.

“Dinner is simmering on the stove,” he said. “And guess what? I have another job interview.”

“Awesome news!” I petted Oscar. “Where?”

“A barbershop on Carnegie Avenue called Urban Cuts.”

“Urban Cuts?” I tried to picture where it might be located. “Sounds familiar.”

“It’s nothing fancy, which suits me just fine. I got my start working in one. It’s a whole different vibe, and this guy sounded cool on the phone.”

I leaned over to kiss his cheek. “Anyone would be lucky to have you.”

He flushed. “Thanks.”

As we ate and talked about our day, I felt this strange foreboding, like he was bound to get one of these jobs and be gone soon. I should’ve been happy for him—and I absolutely was—but I also wanted to keep him all to myself for a little while longer.

After we cleared our plates, I retired to the couch and scrolled through my phone to put on some music.

“I recognize this Beatles song,” Lachlan said. “‘With A Little Help from My Friends,’ from the—”

“Sgt. Pepper’s album,” I cut in with a wink. “Figured some nostalgia was in order.”

He held out his hand, urging me to stand, and when I did, he said, “Let’s dance.”

I chuckled. “What’s gotten into you?”

He grinned as he moved his feet. “You’re the one who started it.”

He pulled me into his arms and swung me around the room. It was clumsy, our feet not always lining up, but it was fucking perfect. I could almost picture him and his mom hamming it up together. She must’ve loved him so much, and I could see why.

That night, freshly showered and naked in bed, I wrapped him tightly in my arms. “Just wanna hold and kiss you.”

“Are you okay?” he murmured.

“Yeah, just…” I cleared the frog in my throat. “I’m leaving in a couple of days.”

His gaze flashed to mine. “Are you having second thoughts about me staying here while you’re gone?”

“What? No! That’s not what I mean.”

“Then what do you mean?” He worried his lip between his teeth.

“That I’ll miss you, okay?” I kissed his lips. “Miss this.”

His eyes widened. “Foster, I—”

In a move that surprised even me, I rolled on top of Lachlan and stared down at him. “In case you haven’t noticed, I’ve grown pretty fond of you. I like hanging out with you. I hope that doesn’t scare you off. I’m only trying to be honest.”

His eyes searched mine, and I could’ve kicked myself for confessing too much. I adjusted my arm to roll away, but his legs encircled my thighs, pinning me to him.

“I’m pretty fond of you too,” he said against my ear, making me shiver.

“Good. Now let me make you feel good.” I started from the top of his head and kissed his nose, lips, and jaw. Then his shoulders, collarbones, and the soft hair under his arms. “Mmmm.” The way he smelled…fuck, like an aphrodisiac.

“Feels so good, but also…” He squirmed against my mouth.

Lachlan was ticklish there, so before he dissolved into hysterics—though I would’ve enjoyed seeing that too—I changed direction, feathering my lips across his chest, enjoying the smattering of coarse fur against my chin from his pecs down to his groin. His stomach trembled as I brushed my nose across his belly, over to his rib cage. “I can’t feel your hip bones anymore.”

“That’s what happens when you eat more than one meal a day. Oh fuck,” he bit out as I licked the tip of his cock, then a stripe down his length.

So responsive. He panted, his moans becoming even more animated as I sucked his cock and licked his balls thoroughly. When I moved lower to kiss his taint, I didn’t know how he’d respond to my mouth being there. But he simply lifted his knees to his shoulders in invitation. Fuck yes.

I dived straight in, circling his rim, getting it soft enough for me to poke my tongue inside.



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