A Million Little Moments (Inevitable #2) Read Online Riley Hart

Categories Genre: Angst, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Inevitable Series by Riley Hart
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Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83586 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
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I was about to fool around with a man.

I was about to fool around with Jasper.

I made it back to my room before he did. I’d just lain down when he launched himself on the bed like a kid.

“What the fuck are you doin’? And how are you not hungover?”

“I guess I’m just fuckin’ awesome is why. My body is too good to succumb to something like that.”

I was on my back, Jasper on his stomach beside me. “Don’t do that again, drink so much like that. What if somethin’ happened to you? And you should be careful. Alcoholism is—”

“I won’t.” He quieted me with a finger against my lips. “Not after Aunt Carrie. I wouldn’t do that to my mama.” I nodded, and he continued. “I wanna kiss ya now, Sutt. Not gonna lie, I’m freakin’ the fuck out inside, but I wanna do it. Wanna see what it’s like and see if…”

See if he liked it. If this was something he could do. Maybe he loved me but just couldn’t let himself be with a man. It’d kill me if that was the case. “Want me to go first?” This was so silly, so ridiculous. We were twenty-six years old. We’d both kissed and fucked more women than was probably appropriate, but in the ways that mattered, this was our first time. “It’s a kiss. It’s just like kissin’ anyone.”

“It’s all good. I got this. I think I need to do it first.”

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Jasper

I looked down at Sutton, at his black hair and how messy it was. At his dark, whiskey eyes that could find places deep inside me I didn’t know were there. His jawline and cheekbones were stronger than mine, his face perfect and sculpted like an artist had created him. And his mouth…Christ, I craved the taste of his mouth.

He was so pretty, and handsome too. He was what I never knew I wanted. He had my dick hard, and we hadn’t even touched yet. I remembered not having an erection last night, and that worrying me. Now, I could pound a fucking stake in the ground with my cock if I needed to. It was the stuff in my head I was still sorting through.

“Jasp, we don’t have to do anything yet.”

“Shh. I know what ya smell like…know how you sound when you come. Now I wanna know what you taste like too.”

“Jesus, that was sexy. I like hearin’ ya talk to me like that.”

“I like doin’ it. Now shut up so I can kiss you.” I leaned down, pressed my lips gently to his, over and over and over again. So far, it just felt like a kiss. When I was brave enough, I let my tongue sneak out, flicked it against him in a silent plea for him to open up for me.

Sutton, my best friend my whole life.

Sutton, the man who meant more to me than anyone in the whole damn world.

Sutton, the man I was in love with.

The man. I was. In love with.

His lips parted, my tongue taking its first dip inside. He’d brushed his teeth, and I couldn’t help smiling against his mouth, even though I’d done the same.

Our tongues touched, the way our bodies had done accidentally how many times in our lives? But we didn’t pull back this time. We savored it, savored each other while Sutton let me explore him.

I pressed my lips to his more firmly, my pulse banging against my skin, fast and dizzying. When Sutton put a hand on my waist, holding me, securing me, reminding me we were in this together, I relaxed into the moment more, my insides settling while also being on fire for him.

I kissed the corner of his mouth, along his stubbled jaw, which was different, but…exciting? Yeah, it was. He pressed his fingers in with just a little more strength, and then more, like he was using me as an anchor.

I kissed his throat, tasted his collarbone, which was salty. My dick twitched, hard and aching. I liked that idea, the thought of licking Sutton’s sweat from his skin. “What do you think?” I asked, my mouth journeying to the other side of his neck to finish tasting him there.

“I think this is the best moment of my whole damn life.”

Mine too.

I kissed him again, hard and hungry. I was a dying man, one who was starving, and the only thing that could sustain me was Sutton. My tongue made long sweeps, probed and eased off, danced with his.

What did his body feel like? I was curious, hands shaking, my insides surging with a need I’d never known. I’d been turned on a lot before, but it was nothing like this; it had never been all-consuming. It was like every single minute I’d ever had, it had all been leading up to this moment with him.


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