Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 87942 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87942 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
“Flaccid,” he teased breathlessly. “Poor guy. There’s pills for that, you know.”
“Mm.” I sank to my knees and moved my teeth and tongue in little seeking nibbles down to his belly button. “Maybe I need to see a medical professional.”
He let out a soft chuckle. “You’re going to make me play naughty doctor one day, aren’t you?”
I grinned up at him and nodded. “Proctologist, probably. And it’s going to be my first internal exam. Go easy on me, Doc. Gentle fingers.”
He rolled his eyes. “I’m never going to be able to give another prostate exam again without thinking of this moment. You owe me.”
I took his hot dick in my mouth and ran my tongue around it aggressively, enjoying every single gasp and groan that came out of Tucker’s mouth. “Fuck, D. You’re killing me. Please tell me someone left some lube here. Want you to fuckkkk!”
After a few good sucks, I pulled off and stood up to finish getting my clothes off. “Nope. You’re doing the fucking. Lube is in the drawer. Always prepared. It’s actually the kind you have at your house in case there’s something special about it you like. I also keep an extra set of your clothes here, a set of your toiletries in the bathroom, and your favorite snacks in the cupboard. And if you didn’t know that already—”
He shoved me off-balance, and I fell backward onto the bed. “Stop talking, Dunn Johnson,” Tucker growled, climbing on top of me and attacking my skin with kisses and bites. I grabbed his bare ass with my hands and squeezed. He was so fucking sexy, it made me wonder exactly what kind of alternative universe I’d been living in before that I hadn’t noticed. How had I not gotten hard every time we’d touched or every time I saw him without his shirt on? Hell, even smelling his armpits turned me on now, and that was supposed to be disgusting.
It wasn’t. Not one single bit. I’d watched a video online about people who identified as straight until well into adulthood before falling in love with someone unexpected. One of the stories was about a woman who, like me, had gotten closer and closer to her best friend until it turned into sexual attraction. During the interview, she’d talked about becoming so close to her friend, she wanted to share everything with her, even her sexual pleasure and exploration.
That’s exactly how I felt. To me, this was an extension of the closeness we’d already been building for so long. Knowing no one else was ever going to come between us was both a relief and also thrilling. I’d always felt uninhibited around Tuck anyway, so now I got to be uninhibited with my sexual partner.
I’d never been afraid to tell Tucker my biggest fears or my scariest hopes and dreams. And now… now the person I got to spend my life with was the person I could be myself around. Completely and utterly.
It was like falling in love with myself, only a version way hotter and smarter and sweeter.
“I just want to say one more thing,” I managed to say while he assaulted me with his kisses. “I love you. I love you so much, Tucker, and I’ll do anything to make you happy.”
He opened his mouth to challenge me, I could tell. So, I cut him off. “Except fuck you right now. Because it’s seriously my turn at receiving, and I’m not taking no for an answer. But other than that, anything.”
I loved looking up at him while he was propped above me. He was so hot and familiar and mine, it made my heart thunk and my dick jump. “Hurry, though,” I urged. “Because my balls are starting to hurt, and it’s pretty awesome I can tell you that since you’re a guy and you know what I’m talking about. Also, you’re a doctor, so you have to know it’s not good for me to have blue balls.”
His cheeks turned pink as he laughed. “You’re still you, aren’t you? Even while we’re having a moment declaring our love for each other, you’re talking about your nuts.”
I gave him my best pitiful look. “I think I need a doctor. My nuts are desperate.”
He steamrolled across my body on purpose, squishing me into the mattress on his way to grab the lube.
“Argh!” I cried. “Suffocation isn’t good for your resume, Doc Wright.”
Tuck came back with the bottle of lube. “There is a very easy fix for epididymal hypertension.”
“Ass fucking? Please say it’s ass fucking.”
He yanked off the remaining grasp my jeans still had on my ankles, then crawled back up my body, spreading my legs apart and encouraging one of my knees to bend. I was nervous, not gonna lie. But I trusted him.
“I’ll need to…” He shook his head and laughed “No. You’re not luring me into playing naughty doctor right now. In fact, I think it would be best if you stopped talking altogether.”