Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
“What?” He scrambles to face me. “Your parents know about us?”
“Before us, from what I can tell. Mom said I talk about you all the time and sorta helped things click into place.”
He stares at me, shakes his head. “I don’t understand. I thought you didn’t want a relationship.”
My heart feels like it’s going to beat out of my chest. Is that his way of telling me he doesn’t want one with me? “I didn’t…until now…until you.”
He looks down, and I hold my breath, waiting to hear what he’ll say next. “But why me? Not to out myself, but you can do much better.”
My chest aches. “Hey.” I cup his face. “Do you know me? I’m an idiot. I’m the liability in this relationship,” I say, hoping a joke will lighten the mood, but Hayes doesn’t take the bait. “You’re incredible, baby. I knew it that first night. You hooked me then, and you weren’t even trying. I have fun with you. I feel good when I’m around you. You make me smile and turn me on. I feel…different when I’m with you. Better. The biggest question right now is if you feel the same. Everything else, we’ll figure out.”
“I’m scared,” he admits softly, not looking at me.
“I know. I am too. This is new for me as well. I don’t have all the answers, but what I can tell you is that I’m not like him. You can trust me. I won’t hurt you like that.”
I wait what feels like an eternity for Hayes to look up, for his watery gaze to meet mine. It breaks my heart and builds it up at the same time.
“I like you too…but you have to promise me that if I become too much, if things change for you and you don’t want me anymore, you have to tell me, Rylan. I can’t go through that again. It would hurt me even worse if it came from you.”
“Shh. I won’t. Come here.” I pull him to me, and Hayes comes easily, straddles me, his ass on my thighs and his arms around me as we look at each other.
“How are we going to do this? What’s going to change? We can’t be public because—”
I silence him with my mouth. We can worry about that later. Right now I don’t want to concentrate on anything except the slide of his tongue against mine, the feel of his weight against me, and feel the warmth of his skin.
“Want you. Need you,” I tell him, moving my mouth down his throat.
“Fuck me,” he begs. “Please, Rylan. Want to feel you.”
My whole body zings with a ravenous desire that makes my heart feel like it might explode. I shove to my feet, arms still wrapped around Hayes.
“Oof,” he says, encircling my waist with his legs. I head straight for the stairs. “Wait. I can walk. You’re going to drop me.”
“Baby, I’m a big, strong, professional hockey player.”
“Oh my God. Something is big on you all right.”
I head up, and yeah, my body hurts, but I ignore it. “Always giving me compliments about my cock.”
“I meant your confidence!” He fidgets, and I chuckle.
“Sure you did.” As soon as I hit the landing, I go straight for my bedroom.
“I feel like I was somehow trapped into that.”
“Because I control what you say?”
“I’m not sure I control what I say most of the time,” he replies, and I swear, as ridiculous as it sounds, I feel like I can float away, filled with a lightness and joy only Hayes brings into my life.
“God, you’re fun.” I lay him down on the bed, falling immediately on top of him. I say a quiet thank-you that we were only wearing towels and lost those downstairs, so I can rut against his naked body while I take his mouth, feel his warm skin and the hair on his legs, the softness of him in some places and the rougher edges in others.
It’s only been a couple of months, but he already tastes so familiar, my favorite flavor that I would go back to over and over again.
Hayes tangles his hands in my hair as I kiss my way down his body.
“Where…are you…going?” he says breathlessly, like just being with me is so overwhelming, he can hardly function.
“Just to play before I fuck you.” I keep going, stick my tongue in his belly button, then twist it around the head of his erection, before licking from tip to base.
I kneel between his legs, Hayes’s ass right on the corner of the mattress. I nuzzle his balls, feel the light dusting of hair on them tickle my cheek before I lick and suck on the full globes.
“Oh fuck. Oh God. Please.”
I snicker against his nuts. “You forgot the oh before please.” Hands on his hips, I tug him over the side of the bed just a little, then bury my face in that perfect ass of his, Hayes’s legs over my shoulders as I use my hand to spread his cheeks and lick at the tight ring of muscle between them.