Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
I knew I was lying, even as the words came out of my mouth.
A huge part of me did want to be possessive with Rush, but I also knew that there was a big chance he wasn’t going to be down with that. I’d always been the kind of guy who wanted monogamy more than anything. I’d had friends who were happily in open relationships, but being a one-man kind of guy had just always been my jam.
And even though I definitely knew I needed to have that conversation with Rush, I just didn’t want to have it now.
I wanted to push it away. And pushing things away had been something I’d been good at for way too long, no matter how sick it could make me feel deep inside.
“Shawn, if you were jealous, I don’t mind,” he said. He leaned in next to me on the bed, nuzzling up against my collarbone and kissing me there. “I might even enjoy it.”
I hummed as I felt his warm lips kissing against the side of my neck, my earlobe, and then back down to my collarbone. “Don’t know if I believe that.”
“Why not?” he protested. “Want to know something weird? For the first time ever, I don’t even want all of the hotties that pass through the brewery. Sure, if a gorgeous woman or a man with a nice ass comes in, I’ll enjoy their looks like I would with any nice work of art. But I haven’t been wanting them. Not like I used to.”
His hand was working its way lower now, stroking gently around the waistband of my sweatpants. Even though I loved what he was saying, alarm bells were going off in my mind. How was I supposed to trust this? How was I supposed to trust anything, after a lifetime of false starts in relationships?
“So what’s your point?” I murmured, my cock jumping as he ran his hand along it through the fabric.
“My point is that I’m more than a little bit focused on you,” he said. “And only you. I get jealous too, you know.”
I puffed out a laugh. “No way.”
“Yes,” he said from the crook of my neck. “I do. Every time you tell me about a date you went on from one of the apps, I get a little more jealous.”
“Why?”
He gently bit the skin of my shoulder. “Because I know I can give you something better.”
I shuddered slightly, goosebumps forming on my skin as he touched me. “Is that right?”
“Yes,” he said, as confident as I’d ever heard him. “It’s hot that you’re jealous. It means you’re going to come even harder when I give you my cock.”
“Fuck, Rush,” I whispered as he squeezed me harder through my pants. “So you want… you want to be exclusive? I’m terrified to even ask you that.”
His eyes widened, just for a moment. “Don’t be scared. Let’s give it a try,” he said, his voice low and velvety. He ran a hand down my thigh, soft and warm. “Baby steps. For me. Even though there’s nobody in the world I want but you.”
“Okay,” I said, breathless. “Want to do a test run for… a few days?”
“A week,” he offered.
I nodded once. “Do you think you can be exclusive for a week?”
He chuckled. “I think we could do even longer,” he said. “You can stay on the dating apps if you really want to, but I’m going to give it a shot. One week. Possibility for extension if I meet your standards.”
He was joking a little, but my heart rate had just about doubled. “Well that’s very businesslike,” I whispered. “Have your people call my people?”
His smile was devilish and gorgeous. “You know I will.”
“And I’m not going to be on the fucking apps, and you know it,” I murmured to him. “I only want you.” I took in a quick breath as he squeezed my cock again. “Right now, please.”
18
RUSH
I was hard as hell—so hard that my cock had started to ache, actually, just from the idea of Shawn getting a little possessive over me.
I didn’t know what the hell had happened to my dick or my brain or whatever the hell it was that was making me feel this way, but I definitely didn’t give a fuck right now. Because all I could think about was how badly it made me want to pull Shawn close, give him every inch of my cock, and whisper in his ear about how badly he needed me.
I moaned, grinding my dick up against his thigh as I half-straddled him in bed, sucking a slow kiss to the spot above his collarbone.
“Don’t ask me how this is possible, but I’m craving you more right now than any of the other times I’ve been with you,” I said, dragging my lips across his skin. “And I already wanted you pretty fucking bad.”