Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18067 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 90(@200wpm)___ 72(@250wpm)___ 60(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18067 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 90(@200wpm)___ 72(@250wpm)___ 60(@300wpm)
She gave a dreamy sigh. “So romantic. I got us a hotel and we had fun all night long.”
“I don’t need the details.” He mock-frowned, happy they’d been able to give her a night off.
“I’ll get out of your hair so you can rest. You’re off work today, right?”
He nodded, planning to go in and snuggle up to his boyfriend. He saw his sister out and walked back through the bright house with its floor-to-ceiling windows. In the year and a half he’d lived here, this house had become his home. Not as much as the sweet man lying in their bed, though. Sven was so in love, he couldn’t imagine his life without Geoffrey in it and he didn’t want to. His friends might tease him about taking on somebody like Geoffrey, but they didn’t know his heart. And that heart was something else—huge and a warm haven Sven planned to spend his life in.
In the dark room, he found Geoffrey sprawled out on his stomach, under the covers, one foot dangling off the side of the bed. Sven chuckled softly and climbed into bed with him.
Geoffrey was not a morning person and after their night with the baby, he didn’t expect him to move for hours, so when he turned a sleepy smile his way, Sven was surprised. And happy he was awake, because he had something other than sleep on his mind.
He tugged Geoffrey to him, sliding one thigh between Geoffrey’s slimmer ones. They still wore the sweats and T-shirts they’d worn to bed in deference to Reuben, and he suddenly wanted to feel all that smooth, warm skin against him. “Sleepy, baby?”
“I’m awake enough for what you have in mind,” Geoffrey murmured, snuggling in close and pressing against Sven’s hard dick.
Sven rolled him to his back and tugged off his clothes before sitting up to work on his own. He came back down over Geoffrey, their lips meeting in a kiss that quickly grew heated. He loved the smaller man’s body so much, and he never tired of making love to Geoffrey. That was what he wanted now. The touches and kisses, the sinking deep inside his body. Sven kissed down his neck and chest, the planes of slim muscle taut under his lips and tongue. Geoffrey writhed on the bed, noises spilling from his mouth.
Sven reached his dick and nuzzled around it before taking it into his mouth. Geoffrey moaned as Sven lashed the head with his tongue, licking into the slit, then all around. He let it glide past his tongue and swallowed when it reached his throat. Sven loved the silky skin of his cock, loved the taste. He could never tire of this man.
“Want you to fuck me,” Geoffrey breathed as he thrust up into Sven’s mouth. “Want to feel you inside me and on me. All those heavy muscles.”
He licked back up Geoffrey’s chest, taking a nipple into his mouth to suck. God, he loved the way the man moved beneath him. Geoffrey reached for the lube they kept beside the bed; they’d thrown out the condoms many months before. He slicked up his hand and reached between them, smoothing it over Sven’s dick. Sven came up on his knees and groaned as he grabbed the bottle. He coated his fingers and brought them to Geoffrey’s entrance.
“You’re so gorgeous,” Sven whispered, his fingers drawn to that sexy, sexy hole.
He rubbed in the lube, loving the prep as much as he loved sliding his dick into that warm, wet place. It felt just as good on his fingers, the silky smooth walls that gripped him so tightly. He added more lube and another finger, sinking them in deep and crooking them until he found the spongy spot that made Geoffrey lose his mind. His eyes narrowed as he watched his boyfriend lift his hips, the lust making his already beautiful features even more so. Nobody was as special as Geoffrey—nobody. His love for the man swelled inside him until it filled every part of his body. His heart beat for Geoffrey Ralse and always would.
“I’m ready,” he gasped. “So ready. Come inside me.”
Sven lined himself up and pushed inside, unable to stop the long, low moan that rumbled from his throat. The clasp was just perfect. He pulled out and pushed back in again, going deeper. He grabbed a pillow and put it under Geoffrey’s hips, then nailed him again, knowing he hit the right spot when Geoffrey bowed up off the bed.
“Yes!” he yelled.
He proceeded to do his best to drive the man out of his mind then, thrusting deep into his body before leaning over for a kiss. Geoffrey ate at his mouth and he pumped his hips harder, their tongues meeting over and over. Geoffrey slung his arms under his knees, bringing his legs up even higher, his heels up by Sven’s ears. Sven came down harder on him, so overwhelmed by the lust tearing through him, he felt like he could eat the man alive.