Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 84985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 425(@200wpm)___ 340(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 425(@200wpm)___ 340(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Their hold on one another never broke. Reed continued to grip and tease his cock with long even strokes. Trevor finally got the belt undone, and started on his slacks. He moaned into Reed's mouth, already so close to release. Slowly, they made their way down the hall. Once the slacks were freed, Trevor moved to the shirt, working the small buttons on Reed's white silk shirt free. He ached to feel Reed's skin against his. He craved everything being offered, and needed it all right this moment.
Trevor shoved Reed's shirt apart, and over his shoulders. He ran his hands over Reed’s sculpted chest, loving the feel of his muscles flexing and twitching under his touch. He moved up around Reed’s shoulders, massaging and caressing his long neck, then trailing his palms back down Reed’s back into his slacks. He drove his fingers deep below the waist band, pushing the material low, allowing his fingers to slip down the crack of Reed’s ass. He gripped Reed’s ass cheeks, pulling him tightly to him, making their steps more awkward than before.
They found the room, which happened to be the second from the last door down the long hall. Reed pulled away, turning to slide the card key into the slot before pushing open the door. Trevor found his opening and came in from behind, shoving his hands down the front of Reed’s slacks. Reed let out his breath in a deep throaty groan. Everything stopped for both of them in that moment. The hotel room door stood open, but neither man moved. Reed stayed where he was, leaning his head back against Trevor’s shoulder, reaching a hand up behind his head. He tangled his fingers into Trevor’s hair, pulling him into a heated kiss. The entire time, Trevor worked Reed’s cock in awkward strokes, cupping, rolling, and gently pinching his sac below.
Pulling free, Trevor continued the massage and whispered into the kiss. “We need to get inside the room, Reed. I want to feel you inside me,” Trevor said, gently nudging him through the opening, then kicking the door completely closed with his foot. Reed turned in his arms, dropping their jackets, and letting his silk shirt slide to the floor, but Trevor stood momentarily stunned. The room was set aglow in candle light. Soft music played in the background, and rose petals were scattered across the bed and floor. A wine bucket sat close to the bed with what looked to be champagne chilling for them. The room looked perfectly prepared for a romantic evening.
“How did you do this?” he asked, looking back at Reed, who tugged at his shirt before pulling it up and over his head. As he gazed at the sheer romance of the room, Trevor realized he’d been unconsciously keeping his heart separate from this moment. It all crumbled down around him now, leaving his heart in serious Reed overload.
“Toe off your shoes, handsome,” Reed said, not answering the question, but moving them along as quickly as he could. Trevor didn’t hesitate in kicking his off. Reed's mouth was pressed against his before his shoes hit the floor. The kiss grew hard and heated as Trevor realized they were finally bare chest to bare chest for the first time, and, God, how he loved the feeling.
Reed ran his hands up and down Trevor’s chest, finding and rolling Trevor’s nipple between his forefinger and thumb. Trevor worked at pushing Reed's pants down and over his hips. His hands gravitated back to Reed’s ass. He gripped and massaged the perfect globes until he yanked Reed forward, pressing their bodies tightly together. It became a struggle to finish undressing one another fast enough while never breaking from the kiss.
They made it to the bed, locked in each other’s arms. Reed pushed Trevor down onto the mattress. By the time Trevor hit the silk sheets, Reed had stepped out of his pants and pulled his socks off, tossing them across the room. A sexy grin spread across his lips, sending Trevor’s heart racing and his cock twitching. He’d never been more ready for anything in his life.
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Standing by the bed, Reed gazed down at the stunning man. Everything slowed. He stepped in between Trevor’s parted legs and tenderly ran his hands over Trevor’s firm, muscular torso. He slid his palms further down to the waist band of Trevor's slacks. Reed gripped his pants and tugged, pulling them down his legs. Yes, you are a god, Trevor West. He moaned at the sight of Trevor's engorged, tempting cock lying firm and hard against his stomach. The man looked so perfect lying there, waiting for him. Reed knew he wanted this moment with Trevor to play over and over again throughout his life.
“I’m a very lucky man,” Reed said, licking his lips. He bent down, kissing Trevor's thigh before climbing onto the mattress. The first touch of Trevor’s warm skin against his sent tremors burning through his body, landing heatedly in his balls. Trevor pushed himself further up the mattress. His eyes never left Reed’s. He knew Trevor watched him closely as he crawled in on top of him; the look in Trevor’s eyes made him ache. He needed this man in his life; he was completely hooked. Placing one of his knees between Trevor’s legs, he let his eyes roam the length of Trevor’s body.
“You're exquisite, Trevor,” Reed whispered, lowering his full weight onto Trevor’s body. He tried not to crush him as he settled between his open thighs, and positioned their crotches together.
He heard Trevor’s intake of breath when he ground down against his cock. He lifted his hand, running it over Trevor’s hair, studying his face closely. He wanted to memorize everything about this man lying beneath him. Then Reed crushed his mouth to Trevor’s upturned lips. He opened immediately for him, grinding his hips forward, holding Reed in place. A deep moan escaped from Trevor as the kiss continued. Reed’s tongue surged forward, probing and exploring. His hands roamed Trevor’s hard body as their tongues flicked and swirled in a heated dance. I’m yours. You have me under your spell, Trevor.