Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82662 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82662 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Bones’ grip on my hand tightened, and he pulled me down onto the bed next to him. I lay on my side, facing him and traced my fingers over the bruises on his face. “You should get some sleep,” I said softly.
Bones shook his head, his eyes never leaving mine. “I don’t want to sleep.”
“And it’s my job to know what’s best for you.”
“Fucking you is what’s best for me,” he said with a mischievous grin even though his lids appeared heavier than I had ever seen them.
I sighed, feeling my resolve weaken. It had been a long day, Bones needed rest, but I also knew how much he craved physical intimacy, especially after a fight. Truth be told, I craved it just as much.
“Roll to your side,” I commanded as I lowered his sweats in one effortless move.
I shifted, putting myself behind him, and pressed my chest against his back. I moved my hand down to his hip, gripping him possessively as I slid my other up his chest. I leaned down, my lips brushing against his ear. “I got you,” I whispered. “And I’ll never let you go.”
Bones relaxed into me, letting out a low groan as I traced my fingers over his nipples, feeling them harden under my touch. I nipped at his earlobe, then soothed it with my tongue. I knew he liked it when I was rough, when I took control. And right now, he needed that more than ever.
I traced the lines of his muscles, feeling the smoothness of his skin. I gripped his cock, feeling him twitch in my hand. He was already hard, already ready for me. I stroked him slowly, my grip firm as I moved my hand up and down his shaft.
Bones let out a low moan, his hips bucking into my hand. I increased my pace, moving my hand faster as I felt him get closer.
I increased my movements, tightening my grip as he reached the edge. And then he was there, his body shuddering as he came, my name on his lips as he let out a low groan.
I slowed, letting him come down from his high. I pressed my lips to his shoulder blade, feeling his heartbeat slow. “Sleep now,” I whispered.
Bones nodded, his body going limp as he fell into a deep sleep. I stayed there, holding him close, my hand still resting on his hip.
Feeling the need to be buried balls deep in his ass, asleep or not, I rolled over and reached for the lube in the nightstand.
Quietly, I opened the bottle and slicked my fingers with the cool liquid. Bones was tired, but he wouldn’t object to what I had in mind. I gently pushed his legs apart, his body yielding to me as I moved between them.
I traced my fingers over his entrance, feeling him shiver at my touch. Slowly, pushed one finger inside, feeling him clench around me. I added a second, stretching him as I prepared him for what was to come.
Bones let out a low moan, his hips moving in time with my fingers. I curled them, hitting that spot that drove him wild. His breathing hitched, his body trembling as I whispered, “Sleep.”
I pulled my fingers out, replacing them with the head of my cock. I pushed inside him slowly, feeling him stretch to accommodate me. I moved in and out, my pace slow and steady as I then stilled.
“I’m going to keep my cock inside you until we both fall asleep. I want you to stay connected to me always.”
With one last thrust, I buried myself deep inside him, feeling his body welcome me home. I wrapped my arm around his waist, pulling him close as I pressed a kiss to his shoulder blade. I could feel his heartbeat against my lips, slow and steady as he settled into a deep sleep with my cock buried in his ass.
The room was silent, save for the sound of our breathing and the soft rustle of the sheets as we lay tangled together.
The weight of exhaustion was pulling at me, my eyelids heavy as I fought to stay awake. I wanted to savor this moment, to remember the feeling of him in my arms, the warmth of his body pressed against mine, and the tightness of his hole gripping my dick.
But eventually, my own exhaustion won out, and I slipped into sleep.
Chapter 21
Ari
“Where’d you go last night?” Frankie asked when I opened my front door to him.
The early morning light backlit him, almost giving him a ghostly appearance as he stood there in a white T-shirt and blue jeans.
I blinked, taken aback by the sudden question and by his surprise visit. He rarely came to my house. We always met up at the gym.
“I was tired, and not really up to partying.” I stepped aside to let him in. “I walked back to the gym.”