Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 84085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
“Charlie,” he moaned. “You’re going to make me come.”
Dipping his head, he nipped at Will’s full bottom lip and then licked across to the corner of his mouth. “That can be arranged. Is that what you want? You want me to make you come, baby?”
Another shiver ran through Will’s body, and he blinked open exquisite ocean-blue eyes. God, how had he forgotten what it was like to stare into those eyes? It was like being swept out to sea, surrounded by nothing but that endless blue.
“Sex. It’s just sex. You can do—”
Charlie stopped whatever he was going to say with another deep kiss that left Will’s hips driving into him. The words were probably something mean that he’d regret later. He didn’t care. He deserved all of Will’s prickles, barbs, and distrust. There was no fixing the past, but he could make his former lover feel good right now. He could start something fresh and new today.
Fingers pulled and plucked at his shirt until they finally moved beneath the edge to glide across his chest. He gripped Will a little tighter as a thrill ran through him. It wasn’t simply the joy of being touched and caressed—it was that Will was doing it. He knew these hands as well as he knew his own. And these hands knew his body so fucking thoroughly.
“Fuck me, Charlie. Oh God, just fuck me,” Will groaned into his mouth.
With a smirk, he ripped Will’s shirt over his head and tossed it aside before grabbing his own and repeating the motion. They came together in a wash of hot skin on skin. Greedy fingers tugged at the zipper and button of his jeans and Charlie grinned into the next hungry kiss. An endless stream of noises were escaping Will as he writhed against him, the hair on Charlie’s chest rubbing hard nipples and smooth skin.
Fingers suddenly slipped into his pants and wrapped his cock, shattering the smug hold on his control.
Will chuckled as he stroked him. “Dead of winter, Charlie, and you’re still walking around commando.”
“It’s not that cold,” Charlie grunted through clenched teeth. How the hell had the tables gotten turned so quickly?
“I guess it’s good that not everything has changed,” Will murmured into his collarbone.
“No, not everything.”
The soft melancholy of Will’s words was enough to help Charlie surface above the rush of need that attempted to swamp him. He worked Will’s pants open and shoved them past his lover’s hips. Digging his fingers into Will’s ass, he lifted the man onto the tips of his toes. Will released him and grabbed his shoulders for balance as Charlie rubbed their cocks together.
“Yes! That. I can come like this,” Will shouted, thrusting himself forward.
Charlie snorted and nibbled on Will’s jaw. “Do you really think I’m going to let that happen?”
Will moved so he could look Charlie in the eye, a wonderful smirk forming on his puffy lips. “If you think you’re going to fuck me, you better get to it. It’s been too long. Not gonna take much for me to come. Hate to leave you hanging.”
Oh, that taunt. Will still knew how to push all his buttons, and he loved nothing more than a challenge.
Clothes came off in a whirlwind. They were tossed carelessly about the room, but the only thing Charlie cared about was the surprised laugh that jumped from Will as he was shoved backward onto the mattress. He landed with a bounce and Charlie followed him, kissing his way across his chest. He paused long enough to worship each nipple until Will was panting and writhing beneath him. Will shoved his hands into Charlie’s hair and twisted, trying to force him lower faster, but Charlie refused to be rushed. He’d not tasted this skin in so damn long.
“Charlie!” Will snarled.
“Don’t rush me. I’ve waited six years to do this,” Charlie argued. He let his hot breath dance across damp flesh.
“You—” Will started, but the words were lost to a whimper as Charlie licked across the head of Will’s dick. Will was probably going to remind him that it had been Charlie’s decision to let them both suffer, and he didn’t want to hear it. Not right now.
He slowly took more and more of Will into his mouth, loving the feel of that silky skin, the weight of him on his tongue. He cradled Will’s hips in both hands, controlling his thrusts when he tried to speed him up. It drove Will crazy to be trapped, and it allowed Charlie the chance to savor this moment.
“Charlie!” Will shouted in a trembling voice. “If you’re going to fuck me, you need to stop. So…so close.”
Slowly, he let Will’s dick slip from his mouth and he stared up that beautiful body stretched out in his bed. Will’s face was flushed and his lips were parted in one desperate pant after another while those wide, pupil-blown eyes watched him with such need. No one had ever looked so enticing, so perfect to him in all of his life.