Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 109523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 438(@250wpm)___ 365(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 438(@250wpm)___ 365(@300wpm)
Andrei laughed. “I said you were a horrible nurse. I didn’t say you weren’t a sexy nurse.”
Lucas froze, letting Andrei’s joking words sink in. His heart sped up and he fought to keep his voice light when he could order his brain to function again. “I have a feeling you didn’t mean that like it sounded.”
“Maybe I did.” All laughter and joking left his voice, becoming a soft caress that had Lucas clenching his teeth against a real moan.
His body had hardened the moment he sat down behind the man and all he longed to do was pull him firmly against his chest so he could run his hands over every inch of Andrei while kissing along his neck. But he couldn’t and Andrei was now pushing the flirting too far. Lucas was strung out from too much stress and uncertainty in his life. He couldn’t trust himself to make the right decisions, certainly not where Andrei was concerned.
Lucas shoved off the bed to stand back on his feet, intending to put the sunburn gel on the bureau on his way out of the room, but Andrei stood at the same time. The space between them shrank instead of grew and Lucas’s tight control wavered.
“Wait,” Andrei started but any other words seemed trapped in his throat when Lucas was just suddenly there. Their bodies brushed from knee to chest so that the growing bulge in his pants pressed briefly against Andrei’s thigh. The man needed to know exactly far he’d pushed Lucas.
Leaning close, Lucas pressed his nose into Andrei’s cheek while his sticky fingers twisted in the silken strands of his hair, trapping his head so that he had nowhere to go. No more hiding. No more teasing dance of words. He closed his eyes, becoming lost in the scent and heat of the man. With each harsh, ragged breath, their chests rubbed, igniting a fire in Lucas’s blood.
“Say it,” Lucas growled. “Tell me you’re straight and I will stop.” His lips barely grazed the rough stubble on his cheek.
“Is that one of your rules?”
“Yes,” Lucas hissed. “I look at you and I know that you’re going to break every one of my damned rules. Now say it or I’m going to kiss you and I won’t stop until we’ve both lost our minds.”
“No.”
“Please, Andrei…” Lucas’s voice trembled on his last plea, trying one last time to save them both.
“Kiss me.”
Those two whispered words snapped the very last of Lucas’s control. But he didn’t pounce. He dragged his mouth along Andrei’s jaw, savoring the prickles of his whiskers. He kissed him slowly, a tantalizing caress of his lips moving along Andrei’s, learning the contours of his mouth, the softness, the gut-wrenching fullness of his lower lip. Lucas pulled away and Andrei chased after him, opening his mouth on a soft moan.
Lucas deepened the kiss, plunging his tongue into Andrei, tasting him at long last. Strong hands clamped down on his waist, pulling him flush against Andrei’s long body, making it impossible to hide that both men were aroused. One kiss would never be enough. Not even a dozen kisses stretching straight on until dawn.
Reluctantly, Lucas drew away so he could look at Andrei’s flushed face and dark hooded eyes. The man was a fucking wet dream. Was one night even going to be enough?
“What do you want?” Lucas demanded in a voice that sounded harsh and raw to his own ears. He was trying desperately to get his brain working again, but Andrei was determined to wipe every thought from his head.
“More,” Andrei immediately replied. He leaned the last distance to claim Lucas in a demanding kiss that had both men groaning. Andrei clasped the back of his neck, pulling him close so that he could crush their mouths together. His tongue plunged into Lucas’s mouth, tangling with his own so that another groan was trapped between the two men. Lucas rocked his hips, sliding their hard cocks against each other. It was perfect. The sharp desperation biting at them, pushing them between languid exploration to aggressive thrusting.
“Lucas,” Andrei said on a gasp for air, a shudder running through his body. It was the first time his given name had slipped past Andrei’s lips and it sounded like heaven.
“I’m serious,” Lucas ground out through clenched teeth. “I need to know how far you want to take this.”
Andrei blinked a couple times, some of the haze of desire clearing. They stared at each other for several seconds, the silence shattered by their heavy breathing. “I want whatever you’re willing to give me.”
“Have you bottomed?”
“No.”
A slow smile spread across Lucas’s lips and he pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth. “You’re not ready for what I want.”
“I’ll try.” Andrei’s words were thick and heavy, a tremor going through the hands clasping Lucas’s waist.