Grave Dissonance – Rhythm And Tempo Read Online Mila Crawford

Categories Genre: BDSM, Billionaire, Erotic, M-M Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35413 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 177(@200wpm)___ 142(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
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My fucking cock twitched.

The tip of Marley’s tongue slips out to lick the remnants of my lust from his lips. I groan as he swipes his bottom lip then the top, collecting my cum into his warm mouth. A mouth I want to fuck into submission. I don’t want to lie and say it’s Molly or any other substance. I want to admit it’s him, but the fear of his rejection causing a rift in our friendship has me denying the truth I know, and relying on drugs to get what I need from him.

The realization I will do anything to be with this man, even blow up my life, dawns on me. The reality of being a junkie? You don’t care what you do or who you hurt in order to get the next high. For me, the high is the man on the bed licking my cum from his lips.

“Fuck,” I growl before crashing my lips to his. I want to hurt him and I want to be demolished by him. My fingers tug at his hair, pulling the strands in manic passion and insatiable lust. I don’t want to know where one of us starts or the other ends.

He nips at my piercing, tugging at the corner of my bottom lip. “You don’t want to deal with me, Iggy.” He jumps off the bed and walks to the other end of the room, placing as much distance between the two of us as he can. “I’m so much more than you want to handle.”

“No,” I whisper, but I can hear the anger laced in the word. “I can handle you just fine. You’re the one scared. For you, it’s all black and white, but life is gray. Bows can’t tie everything up neatly, and people can’t fit into boxes. Do you think I’m stupid? You think I never noticed your damn drugs?”

I grab the leather duffle bag by the bed and toss the various cylinder plastic bottles. “You’ve got so many prescription pills, Marley, you might as well be a Good Neighbor drug store. Do you think I’m blind? That I didn’t see when your body shook and you slumped to the closest wall so you could breathe? Motherfucker, I see you! I have always seen you. Even when I close my eyes to sleep, I see your damn face and those tragically beautiful eyes.”

Marley’s eyes widen as I close the distance, caging him between my chest and the wall. His hands tremble as I flip them over, exposing his wrists, and rub his piano key tattoo with the pad of my thumb. “I see this too, Marley. I’ve noticed the faint line under.”

The room goes silent as Marley’s eyes connect with mine. If I could possess a superpower, it would be mind reading, because at this moment that skill would come in handy.

Maybe Marley doesn’t want me, not like I want him. In this world, perhaps I’m his outlet, but never someone he’d step into the light with. The sad reality of the situation is, Marley isn’t ready to admit we’re endgame and my need for Marley Banks has grown so much it has been a complication. No, not a complication, a sick obsession demanding to be fed before it twists into something threatening to annihilate me. My hand glides our dicks against each other’s and with gritted teeth, I bare my truth. A testimony to how much I will endure for this man. “You want this, Marley. You yearn for this, but you’re too frightened to admit it. I’m not delusional. If all you can give me are these stolen moments, right now, then I’ll take it, because to an addict, one hit is better than a lifetime of going without.”

Apparently, that was the wrong or right thing to say, because Marley’s eyes darken and he stares at me with something I can only describe as a vexed, lascivious glare. Before he can push me away, I palm his crotch, rubbing against his hard cock. “Your mouth can spew all the fucking nonsensical denial you want. You can choke me to compose the burning need you have churning in every fiber of your being. I’ll let you fuck your pain away in any capacity you want.”

Grabbing his hand, I turn it over and lick his tattoo. “I will be your damn doggie on a chain. I will give you control over my body in order to bring your mind a semblance of peace. But I’m done letting you run away from me. From us.”

I fall to my knees and rub the tip of his pre-cum-covered cock over my lips. “I’m here, Marley. Use me. Choke me until you are no longer drowning.”

Marley bangs the back of his head against the wall. “We can’t.”

I get off the ground and cover his body with mine. “It’s a little too late to say we can’t when we already have. I’d also admit it was my fault, but I was about to let everything go. Then you had to pull that shit with the groupie and bring it all up.”


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