Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 88025 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88025 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Just inside, they encountered Clay and Dane walking toward them. Clay’s eyes widened and his mouth fell open. Harrison wasn’t sure what the man saw. Maybe determination. Or probably just desperation. Harrison didn’t care. All that mattered were the five little folders in his right hand that held keys to the rooms. Shouldering Hale’s bag, Harrison wordlessly plucked one of the paper folders out of Clay’s fingers and continued to march to the elevators.
Hale stabbed the up button before he could reach for it and smiled up at him, causing his heart to flutter. Now that they were out of the rain and safely in the hotel, sense and logic were starting to permeate Harrison’s brain again, though it was a tad touch-and-go with Hale grinning up at him like a lunatic.
“Don’t lose steam now. I’m completely into the bossy, He-man thing you’ve got going,” Hale said playfully.
Harrison returned the smile and crowded Hale into the thankfully empty elevator. They giggled like idiots when they realized they had to look at the folder to even figure out what floor they were going to, but the giggles were lost to more hot, desperate kisses as the doors closed and the elevator zoomed up to the sixth floor.
When the doors opened again, Harrison pulled Hale down the hall, chased by the man’s cackles as they searched for their room. Later, he would have to deal with questions from the other Weavers and more than a heavy heaping of teasing, but he didn’t care. Right now, all he wanted was to get Hale alone behind a locked door.
The only problem was, the second the door closed behind them and they were finally alone, reality crashed down on Harrison’s head. What the fuck was he doing? He’d never had sex with a man. Oh sure, he and Hale had kissed, and yes, they’d jerked each other off one crazy night, but this was more. Bigger.
And they were definitely headed toward sex. The hard-on pressing on the front of his cold, wet jeans was proof enough of his desire. Not to mention the answering one he’d felt when Hale was pressed against him.
No, his hesitation fell more on the mechanical side of things. He’d had sex with women and knew the basics of sex between two men, but not the sensual art of it. How was he supposed to go about seducing Hale? How were they supposed to settle the top and bottom question? They didn’t talk about it, right? That felt like a definite mood killer.
“Oh, my God.” Hale cackled as he stepped close and wrapped one arm around Harrison’s waist. “I can see you thinking so hard right now it’s actually sucking the blood up from your dick.” At the mention of that needy member, Hale reached between them and ran his hand over it, applying just enough pressure to wring a moan from his throat.
“I don’t know what I’m doing,” Harrison panted.
Hale continued to work his dick through the pants, threatening to scatter what little working brain cells he had left to the wind. “In life, with me, or in sex?”
“Last one.”
“I can help you there.”
Harrison grabbed Hale’s wrist, stopping his erotic caress so he could form a coherent thought. “But you said you liked the bossy…”
Learning close, Hale pressed a kiss to the corner of Harrison’s mouth. “You know sex. You can be in control, and I can shout out tips when you need them. Trust me, I’ll let you know the exact moment I need your dick in my ass.” Hale’s hand tightened on his waist, pulling him in even closer. “I’m definitely going to need you to fuck me hard, Harrison. Fuck me right through this mattress.”
Yes, that was something he wanted as well. He seized Hale’s mouth in a hard, demanding kiss that left his partner melting into him. Hale handed himself over to Harrison so completely, it was intoxicating. The trust was so complete. It didn’t matter that this was Harrison’s first time with a man. It didn’t matter what his reasons were for suddenly coming around after his skittishness at the start of the day. Hale trusted him, putting his body, and maybe even his heart, into Harrison’s care. There was nothing in this world that would make him betray that trust.
He explored Hale’s beautiful mouth slowly, letting them both get lost in the kiss. Tongues tangled and breaths mingled. He tasted like heaven. He was a sweetly spiced spring breeze wrapping around him.
His hands slipped down Hale’s body, molding him against his own. But the shiver that ran through Hale stole him from the moment. They were both still soaking wet, clothes clinging to them.
With a grunt, he grabbed the edge of Hale’s T-shirt and ripped it over the man’s head, dropping it on the floor in a sodden plop to the thin carpet. He attacked his jeans next, tugging them off Hale’s legs where they stuck and gripped his skin, refusing to move away.