Total pages in book: 116
Estimated words: 111520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 558(@200wpm)___ 446(@250wpm)___ 372(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 111520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 558(@200wpm)___ 446(@250wpm)___ 372(@300wpm)
Like that would ever happen.
I let my lips part in invitation, which caused Aleks to pull back just a little. “I’m not good at this,” he said with a shake of his head.
“Aleks,” I said with what was supposed to have looked like a grin but probably came off looking like a grimace instead, because my body was lighting up like a brushfire. “If you were any better at this, I’d end up stroking out.”
I could see that last part confused him, but before I could explain, his mouth was back on mine. He still hadn’t tried to deepen the kiss when he pulled back again, but his entire upper body had shifted so he was lying on my chest.
“I… I like kissing you,” he began hesitantly. “But…”
“It can be as much or as little as you want, Aleks. You’re in control.’’
His eyes widened at that.
I used my free hand to run my fingers along the back of his arm, which he had pressed next to my body so he could support some of his upper body weight.
“Anything we do together is about choice, Aleks. Yours and mine. Together. If there was something I didn’t want you to do, I’d tell you and I’d expect you to stop just like I will always stop when you ask me to.”
My words seemed to stun him into silence and he actually pulled back a little more as if he needed the distance to process what I’d said. I kept toying with the skin behind his elbow because I wanted to maintain as much contact with him as I could.
“I won’t ever hurt you, James,” he finally said, then he dropped his weight down on top of me again.
“I know you won’t.”
“But I may do things wrong… you’ll tell me if I do, right? I want to make you happy.”
I shook my head in disbelief at him. “Jesus, Aleks, what you do to me,” I murmured, then I brushed my mouth over his. He kissed me back and this time his tongue ventured into my mouth. I groaned at how sweet he tasted and my entire body tensed in anticipation with every pass of his tongue over mine. I fought the natural instinct to kiss him back and just let him explore my mouth instead. It was a good minute before he suddenly whimpered and grabbed my face more firmly.
Then his kiss turned possessive and needy.
“James,” he breathed against my mouth and I knew what he wanted. When he kissed me again, I kissed him back.
Hard.
Deep.
Desperately.
I closed my fingers around his upper arms as he lay more of his body on top of me. I barely noticed his weight, but I didn’t miss the hardness that was brushing my stomach as Aleks started to squirm.
I knew what he was trying to do, but I doubted he did.
I used one of my hands to pull the hem of my T-shirt up so my abdomen was exposed. The move had Aleks freezing and then looking down between our bodies. His skin was flushed and I could feel a tremor running through his body.
“Aleks,” I called. He looked up at me, his pretty brown eyes wide with confusion… and desire. “Take what you need,” I said. “I’ll like anything you do.”
He looked like he wanted to say something, but then his mouth was back on mine.
Ravenous.
He began grinding his dick against my abdomen. Slow at first, then a little faster. He began twisting his hips. Suddenly he grabbed my face. “James?” he asked, his voice full of so much question and lust that my heart broke for him.
Had he never felt pleasure before? Was the torrent of need his body was putting him through that new for him? I’d known him to be innocent despite all that had been done to him, but clearly I hadn’t understood how much.
“Do you trust me, Aleks?” I asked as I cupped his cheek. He was breathing so hard he couldn’t actually answer me, but he vigorously nodded.
And he was still grinding against me.
I reached down and slowly slid my hand over his lower back. I carefully worked his T-shirt up and since it was actually my shirt, it took a little bit of effort to get the folds of the shirt clear of our bodies. I left it on him but made sure our skin was touching. We both gasped at the sensation. Aleks’s humping increased, so I took a chance and moved my hand to his ass. When he didn’t panic, I slipped my fingers up to the waistband of his shorts and started drawing it down.
He froze.
“Just trust me, baby,” I reminded him.
I waited until he nodded, then said, “Lift up a little.”
He seemed to finally understand what I was trying to do. He lifted his hips.
“Free yourself,” I urged.