Off the Clock (Mount Hope #2) Read Online Annabeth Albert

Categories Genre: Contemporary, M-M Romance Tags Authors: Series: Mount Hope Series by Annabeth Albert
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Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 73794 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
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“I’m forty-two. Way past cute.” My protest didn’t carry much weight, especially when he resumed sucking and I groaned.

“Nah. You’re cute.” Chuckling, he rose back to stand in front of me, giving me a swift kiss on the mouth. “Deal. You can’t be scary all the time.”

“But some of the time?” I wheedled, totally unused to this teasing side of myself.

“Some of the time.” Caleb gave me a long, indulgent kiss before steering me toward his bed. A few more kisses and my knees threatened to give way, so I tumbled us onto the bed. We landed with him draped over my torso, the best blanket I’d ever had, warm and weighty.

With the luxury of time finally on our side, we traded lazy kisses and long caresses. I was hard, and so was Caleb, but neither of us seemed in any hurry to get to the fucking. The longer we kissed and touched, the more my nerves subsided, but I still had my share of first-time worries.

“How do I know if you’re ready?” I asked between kisses. I wanted to be what he needed this morning on so many levels, most of which I didn’t want to think too hard about.

Caleb released a hearty chuckle. “I tell you.”

Rising onto his knees, he rooted in the bedside table drawer before producing a bottle of lube, which he tossed next to us. He held up a condom.

“Your call. We’re both tested, and I’ve been on PrEP a few years now as well.”

“I’ve never skipped it.” I dug my teeth into my lower lip, practicality warring with the heated image of slipping into Caleb with nothing between us. “But I kind of want to try going bare.”

“Excellent choice.” He grinned down at me with a feral glint in his eyes before he kissed me again. The leisurely vibe was replaced with something far more urgent. I gripped his hips tightly until he ground down on me with even more delicious pressure than when he’d straddled me in the truck. He fucked his tongue into my mouth, a hot, dirty rhythm punctuated by low moans when I sucked hard on each retreating stroke. “Damn. Now. Definitely now.” He picked up the bottle of lube. “You want me to prep us?”

“Please.” I liked the way he’d asked casually, considering my dislike of sticky fingers without making a huge deal and also using us effortlessly, underscoring our connection.

“I’ve got you.” Waggling his eyebrows, he made a playful show of generously lubing my cock with long strokes of his talented hands. Rising back onto his knees, he reached behind himself, demonstrating impressive flexibility, but I was more concerned with what I couldn’t quite see.

“Spin,” I demanded. “I wanna watch.”

“Oh, you like to show off and watch both.” Caleb shook his head, pretend censure lacing his tone. He really did have my number. He spun slowly, wiggling his ass as he reversed his straddle. Slowly working himself open, he teased his rim with two fingers, starting shallow but going deeper until he was moaning and swaying.

“Can you come that way?” I was genuinely curious. And also hard as fuck from watching him fuck himself on his fingers. I had a rough understanding of the prostate as an erogenous zone, but Caleb’s lusty moans and enthusiastic movements certainly upped the appeal of ass play.

“Just from fingering?” Caleb gave a strained laugh. “Nah. But if I’m getting fucked by fingers or a cock, add a hand on my dick, and sure, I’ll come like a firehose.”

“Noted.” I joined his laughter, loving his corny firefighter joke. But the more he played, the more I really wanted to join the fun. “Can we do it in this position?”

“Reverse cowboy?” Caleb rose higher on his knees, withdrawing his fingers to instead position himself above my eager cock. “Absolutely. And hey, look at that.”

He gestured across the room to a set of double closet doors, one of which had a mirror in the center, giving me a side view of his face and torso.

“Wow. I love that closet door.” I was past the point of being able to laugh, my breath coming in little gasps as I anticipated him lowering any second now.

“Bless the previous renters.” Caleb reached back, steadying my cock as he finally took pity on me and started using my cock to tease his rim. His legs brushed my hips, and it said something about how far gone I was that even his fuzzy calves and working-man feet were sexy.

“And how.” I was torn between watching pleasure flicker across his face and the erotic display of my cock entering his ass. The way his rim stretched was sexy as hell, but so was the way he bit his lower lip and panted. “God. Can’t watch, or I’ll come.”

“Not. Yet.” He grunted the instruction as he started to move in earnest, sliding up and back, bearing down a little to find the angle he wanted, then moaning. “Oh my God, that’s good.”



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