A Very Filthy Game – Winner Takes All Read Online Lauren Blakely

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 68697 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 275(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
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Then I shift him around so he grips the railing. “Show me how you want it,” I say as I move behind him.

He bows his back, presenting his deliciously firm ass like an offering.

Oh, yes.

I will take that offering.

I grab the lube from the table. No condom this time. We discussed safe sex last night—we’ve both been tested, and we’re negative—so I coat my fingers, slide them down the crack of his ass, and I tease at the hole.

One touch and he’s shuddering as I work him open. “Look at how eager you are for my dick,” I say as he pushes back against my fingers.

“Fuck me hard, Rafe.” He pauses, leans back, meets my gaze. “Don’t go easy on me.”

“Never.”

I shove down my shorts, kick them off, then slick up my cock with the lube. When I’m done, I line my naked body up against his, whispering in his ear, “I want to give you everything you want. I want to make everything so good for you. Every time.”

“You do,” he whispers, so vulnerable, so open for me.

Like I am for him.

We’ve let each other in, and this is the reward.

I push forward, sliding inside my love. My eyes squeeze shut at the tight, hot feel of him.

“All of you,” Gunnar demands.

“Always,” I answer, then bottom out inside the tight channel of his ass. He squeezes me, and electricity sparks along my nerves. Heat envelops me as I pump and thrust.

“Fuuuuck,” he groans. “More. Harder.”

I heed the call, gripping his hips hard, fucking him in a white-hot blur. We’re coming together once again, out on the open sea, the ocean our bedroom, the birds and the fish the witnesses to our intimacy.

But maybe there’s a chance someone could spot us. “What would they see,” I ask roughly, “if anyone were watching?”

He groans, saying, “How much you want me.”

I drive deeper. “Try again.”

“How much you need me,” he answers roughly.

I snap my hips. “Again.”

“How much you love me,” he grunts.

“That’s right. I fucking do.”

I grip his shaft, and my fist flies up and down his length as I bring him to the edge of pleasure.

And with one more tight grip on his shaft, I take him over the edge. He shoots in my hand, groaning and moaning. “Yes. Fucking love you too.”

Seconds later, I join him, and our ecstasy blurs the world.

Later, after we clean up and put on shorts, we curl up together on a lounge chair under the sun. “Whoa. Is this Rafe Rodman relaxing?” Gunnar teases. “Well, stranger things have happened.”

I laugh. “Like what?”

He presses a kiss to my jaw. “Like me falling in love,” he says, plainly.

My heart soars. “Glad that strange thing happened. And I want to keep giving you all your fantasies too.”

He turns to me, propping his head in his hand. “You’re my fantasy.”

I smile. And he’s mine. All mine. I close my eyes and relax with my man. It’s a wonderful way to skip out of work.

And so damn worth it.

We are worth it.

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