Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 75871 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75871 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
There were more hugs and kisses when it was time to say goodbye. When they got back into Colby’s truck, Vince couldn’t stop looking at him, couldn’t believe his luck.
“What?” Colby tossed a playful glance his way.
“Just admiring how hot my boyfriend is.”
Colby chuckled. “Not as hot as mine.”
“I was proud of you today.”
“Thank you. I’m proud of me too. I’m just glad you felt the same. This day could have ended a whole lot differently if you hadn’t.”
Vince chuckled. “I’ve known for a while. I just had to get over my shit. I called Gregory the other day.”
Colby whipped his head in his direction.
“Watch the road, baby. I just… I needed to officially let go of him and all my feelings. Tell him what he did to me, tell him out loud that it was him and not me. For a while I thought I didn’t deserve something better.”
“You do. Christ, you do.”
“I sorted through that. Stopped letting him play tricks on me. I told him that not only did I know I deserve better, but that I found it…that I felt sorry for him, but that I really hope his new relationship works out and that he doesn’t do to him what he did to me. I hope he’s happy because I will be.” He’d just needed to let go, and now he had and could move on.
“Jesus, sweetheart. Talk about being proud of me. I’m proud of you. That’s incredible.”
“Eh, I’m good, I guess. Also, I like that.”
“Like what?”
“You calling me sweetheart.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Colby
When they got out of the truck, Vince met him in front of it and took Colby’s hand. Colby looked at him, smiled, felt a whirlwind of emotion, of excitement, of hope that he’d been missing his whole life. “I’m happy,” he admitted as they walked to the house that way, hand in hand. And while he’d always thought he was happy in most ways despite his difficulties, he realized what he was experiencing now was so much fucking more.
“Good. I want to make you happy.” They stopped by the door. Vince brushed his fingers down the side of Colby’s face, held his chin, before dipping his head and taking Colby’s mouth. Their bodies pulled together, arms wrapped around each other, while they slowly, savoringly explored each other’s mouths. He loved the feel of Vince against him, the taste of him, the way Vince inhabited all his senses, filled him up.
“Want you,” Colby told him as Vince’s mouth traveled down his throat.
“You have me, but if you’re talking about my ass, you can have that too.” He pulled back, nodded toward the door. “I want you too. Want you to drive me out of my mind. Want you to fuck me so hard, I feel you for days. Want you to tell me I’m yours and how much you love me while your cock is inside me.”
Colby shivered. Well, that was hot as hell. He wanted all those things too. “Hurry.” He nudged Vince out of the way, quickly trying to unlock the door. It swung open, and they stumbled inside, kicking out of shoes and tugging out of shirts while they made their way down the hallway toward their room.
Their room. He could say that now. “I want you to move all your stuff in here,” Colby told him.
“Right now?” Vince playfully turned back toward the bedroom door, but Colby took his hand, stopping him.
“Not right now, sweetheart. Right now, I’m going to fuck you and drive you out of your mind. I’m going to tell you how much I love you while I’m buried deep in this tight hole of yours.”
“I see what you did there.” Vince pulled Colby to him, the two of them standing beside the bed. Vince’s arms wrapped around his shoulders, their mouths fused together again. Each slow but hungry sweep of Vince’s tongue sent another shot of need through Colby. This right here was what he’d been waiting for. This man was whom he was meant to be with, the one who taught him what it was like to love this way.
Colby worked Vince’s pants open while they kissed, Vince sucking his tongue and exploring every millimeter of his mouth.
Colby tugged Vince’s jeans and underwear down so they were below his ass, one hand cupping Vince’s butt, the other wrapped around his thick, hard cock and stroking. “I love your body. I love the way you feel,” he said as Vince kissed and sucked at his throat. “Everything is so instinctual with you, like I’ve been doing this my whole life, or as if my body and my mind know this is what I’m meant to be doing—being with you, touching you.”
“Christ, baby. I love hearing you talk to me that way.”
Vince started to work Colby’s pants open, each of them shoving clothes off and out of the way until they were completely naked. Vince brushed his fingers over Colby’s nipples, making him tremble, before he leaned in, lashed at one swollen bud with his tongue, then dug his teeth into Colby’s pec.