Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 80958 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80958 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
“How’s your head?” He kissed Ian’s temple.
“Just a slight ache, nothing really all that painful.” He tightened his fingers on Hollis’s hips. “My dinner with the boys turned out nice once they all calmed down.”
Hollis ran his hands up Ian’s shoulders and cupped his neck. “I’m so pissed this happened to you in our home.”
“I know, but there’s nothing you can do about it now.”
“Oh, there’s plenty I can do. Ian, I liked the idea of you having a bodyguard.”
“Hell, no. The last thing I want is another one of those following me around. Rowe is upping the security system, and I’ll just have to be more vigilant when I’m coming and going, that’s all. Pay attention to my surroundings. Not get lost in my thoughts. You know…like normal people.” He smoothed his palms up Hollis’s chest, curling his fingers in the hair. “I don’t want you to start getting overprotective again. We’ll figure out who’s doing this.”
“You bet your ass we will.”
Hollis picked up the body wash and started soaping Ian, his dick hardening as he ran his palms over the lissome body of his husband. He had no intention of doing anything about it though, not when Ian’s head probably hurt more than he was letting on.
But Ian had other ideas as he wrapped his fingers around Hollis’s cock. “I need you tonight,” he said softly.
Hollis shook his head even as he gasped at Ian’s grip. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t. We can take it slow and easy, but I want to feel you in me. Want to feel safe and loved.”
“You are so loved, Ian Banner. More than you can possibly imagine.”
“Show me.”
They got out of the shower and dried off. Hollis watched Ian the whole time, loving the lean lines of his body. He was so damn sexy, he took Hollis’s breath away. When he held out his hand, Hollis took it and followed him into their bedroom. Ian let go, turned on a lamp, and crawled onto the bed, his gorgeous, round ass on display. He looked at Hollis over his shoulder and the come-hither smile on his face reeled Hollis in. His feelings for the man were this tangled mass of lust and love and appreciation that swelled in his chest and threatened to steal his breath. But he also felt worry over Ian’s injury and he hesitated.
Then Ian stretched out flat on the bed on his stomach and slowly spread his legs, revealing that dusky, pink hole.
Hollis grabbed the lube and dropped it onto the comforter. He crawled behind Ian and stared at the beauty before him and wanted his mouth all over him. He started with Ian’s calves, kissing them, enjoying the soft hair, then nibbled on the sensitive skin behind his knees before moving up to knead the taut, round globes of his ass. He kissed the dimples right over his cheeks and nuzzled up his spine until he reached the back of his neck.
“So fucking hot,” he whispered into Ian’s ear before he nipped it. He was careful around his head, still worried about jostling him too much.
Ian turned so they could kiss. He pressed against Hollis, his body feeling wonderful underneath him. Muscles shifted under sleek skin.
“How’s your head, baby?” He kissed his nape.
“We can take this slow and I’ll be fine. Need you.”
Hollis came up to his knees, gaze roaming the body spread out before him. He reached down and spread Ian’s cheeks, further revealing the tight hole he couldn’t wait to be inside. But first, he wanted his tongue there.
“Yeah,” Ian breathed.
He licked around it slowly, then speared his tongue inside, tasting soap from their shower and the unique flavor that was all Ian’s. He kneaded the globes of Ian’s ass as he moved his tongue in and out. Ian shoved up into Hollis’s mouth, crying out. Listening to his husband made the sweetest sensation move through Hollis’s heart. He’d never get enough of Ian as long as he lived.
Hollis grabbed the lube and coated his fingers before slipping two of them inside Ian. He pushed them deep. Ian was now writhing on the bed and panting. Hollis was so turned-on, pre-cum oozed from his dick as it ached to get inside. But he took his time, also loving the feel of Ian’s smooth walls around his fingers. He watched his fingers disappear inside his husband, watched the way Ian lifted into each thrust, his movements fluid and graceful.
“Love watching you like this,” he said under his breath. “Holy shit, you’re gorgeous.”
“Want you inside me,” Ian groaned. “I’m okay, I promise.”
Slicking himself with lube, Hollis came over Ian and nudged his opening with the tip of his dick. Heat surrounded him as he pushed inside. There was nothing like this, like the feel of Ian around his cock. Soft, slick walls enveloped him and he pushed deeper, bracing his hands on the bed on either side of Ian. Ian pushed back into him, making him go even deeper. Hollis groaned and flicked his hips, knowing he was rubbing over Ian’s prostate. The man loved sex like this, loved when Hollis held him down.