Total pages in book: 116
Estimated words: 111089 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 555(@200wpm)___ 444(@250wpm)___ 370(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 111089 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 555(@200wpm)___ 444(@250wpm)___ 370(@300wpm)
I noticed him trembling with rage. If his words hadn’t expressed his pure desire for me, I might’ve believed he was about to sucker punch me.
“I-I…” I stammered as I attempted to force the words I needed to say out of my mouth.
But all that desire radiating off him, mixed with anger and fury, was so confusing. I knew he meant what he said, and that if I could just tell him to leave me alone, he would, so why couldn’t I force myself to do what was right?
I already knew the answer.
He snickered, not like he was laughing at me, but like he was relieved. He moved even closer, until his lips nearly grazed mine. “You can’t do it, can you?”
I wanted to lurch forward and take a kiss.
Tears welled in my eyes, and I knew they had nothing to do with what we’d discussed before and everything to do with this war I was waging on every impulse trying to seize control of my will.
He scanned my face, taking a breath, like he was fucking breathing me in.
“I don’t know that I can take much more,” I confessed.
“You have to be the one to take this next step, James. I can’t make you. But when you do, I will make you come like no one’s ever made you come before. Just think about having every inch of me to your greedy self…but fair play, that means my mouth can go wherever on your body, that I can shoot my load wherever the fuck I want, because my body will be all yours and yours will be all mine.”
I ground my teeth, if only to distract myself from how hard I was as I clung to what I could manage of my restraint. Which was becoming next to impossible.
His confidence diminished as he seemed surprised at how I’d managed to continue to resist. His expression, all hunger and desire, shifted in an instant as he assessed mine. He looked horrified, as though he’d had some striking realization.
“Oh shit. I really have been a fucking idiot, haven’t I?” He took a breath. “I won’t torture you with this anymore, James.”
All that bravado, all that confidence he strutted, had vanished, and I saw this real side to him, this part that was so much more than the flirting that had certainly been hot as hell, but didn’t allow me to remember that vulnerable quality to his personality.
“I’ll leave you alone now.”
A tear shifted in his eye, and I could sense his hurt, the rejection he felt. His gaze fell to the floor, and he started to turn.
It felt as though he’d given me so much life and then stripped me of it in an instant.
All those things that had held me back, the logic and reason I felt I’d clung to for as long as I could manage, I pushed to the back of my mind as I moved quickly, taking Kyle’s arm and pulling him back to me. No matter how many noes cried out in my head, I pushed my lips against his.
The tears that had already been crawling forward pushed out even more as I stole what I felt I’d been denied too long. Guilt and shame mixed with passion and pleasure, until skepticism and doubt were overtaken entirely.
I wouldn’t have believed I could have needed his body more until I’d had a taste that let me know I wouldn’t be able to chase away my desire so easily again.
Along with the fears that had prevented me from making this moment happen sooner, my awareness of my surroundings evaporated. It was just me and Kyle, our lips and limbs, as I stumbled backward until I felt my wrists at my sides as he pinned me against the wall.
My mouth welcomed his tongue as he pressed his body against mine. We kissed as though we were racing against time to keep it from stealing another second from us.
“Kyle,” I murmured, wanting to hear his name on my lips once again.
“It’s just you and me,” he whispered. “Let’s leave the world behind, just for a moment. Don’t we deserve to feel alive? Don’t we deserve the pleasure to make up for all the pain?”
He clearly didn’t need an answer, since he kept kissing me. Taking what was his. What I was realizing had been his for longer than I had been able to admit to myself.
27
Kyle
We were wolves, James and I, all hands and teeth, clawing at each other’s clothes. He was savage, roughly pulling off the shirt I’d just put on, then working my fly.
I hadn’t meant to lose it in his office, to confront him about what we both needed to accept at that point, but it had been too much for me. And by the way his tongue teased mine, the same was true for him.