Better Than People (Garnet Run #1) Read online Roan Parrish

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Garnet Run Series by Roan Parrish
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Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71726 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
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His eyes flew to Jack. Embarrassment wasn’t an expression he’d ever thought he’d see on Jack’s face, but there it was.

“Simon, I...” But then he bit his lip. Simon turned another page.

Him, on his back, cock hard and straining against his stomach, eyes looking straight out of the drawing, desperate.

Simon stared at his own face. He looked...beautiful. He looked free.

On the next page, sketches of his profile, his eyebrows.

“I’m, uh. Simon, fuck, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to—I mean, I meant to, but I... I was drawing and it... Fuck.”

Simon turned another page. He lay prone on the bed, legs spread, ass raised, looking back over his shoulder with lust-hooded eyes.

A dark, liquid heat sluiced through him, guts to balls, and his breath caught. He looked up at Jack, who was watching him closely.

“I’m sorry,” Jack murmured again. But when Simon held out a hand to him, he lowered himself to the couch immediately.

Simon slid between Jack’s legs, back to his chest, careful not to touch his cast, and opened the sketchbook again.

Jack groaned.

“Tell me,” Simon whispered. He felt Jack’s cock harden against his ass.

“Um.”

In the drawing, Simon was naked and spread out on the bed. His mouth was wet and open, his eyes closed, and his hands were tangled in the bedclothes. One powerful shoulder and arm were visible, hand wrapped around Simon’s erection as Simon’s hips strained upward toward the contact.

“Tell me.”

When Jack spoke, his voice was low and rough in Simon’s ear.

“I want you to close your eyes so all you can do is feel. Then I would touch you, taste you everywhere.” Simon jumped when Jack ran a palm up his ribs. “Everywhere.”

Simon took a shaky breath, cock hardening.

“Then what?”

“Then I would suck you until you were almost there. Until I could taste you leaking in my mouth.”

Simon’s breath came faster.

“Then I would slide inside you so slowly you’d beg me for more.”

Simon pressed his ass against Jack’s erection and listened to his breathing go ragged.

“I’d fuck you so good, darlin’. Until you were begging and screaming. But I wouldn’t let you come right away.”

Jack’s hand slid from his ribs to his nipple and he plucked at it as he spoke.

“I’d slow down until you couldn’t stand it. Until you were desperate.”

Simon writhed against him as frissons of pain and pleasure skittered through his nerves.

“Until all you cared about was the feel of me inside you.”

“Oh god,” Simon heard himself gasp.

Jack released his nipple and slid his hand slowly down Simon’s stomach toward Simon’s aching cock. Then he rested his hand there and began to touch him so softly, so gently that Simon was left chasing his touch.

“Sometimes I’d thrust myself so deep you’d feel like I was a part of you. And I’d stay like that, feeling you clench around me.”

Simon’s breath was erratic, his chest and face hot.

Jack adjusted himself so he could rub himself in the crack of Simon’s ass. It made his heart pound and he squirmed backward to increase the contact.

“Mmm.” Jack released a rumbling moan and flicked open Simon’s pants, sliding a hot hand inside. With the other hand he stroked the inside of Simon’s thigh.

“Jack,” he breathed.

“What, baby?”

“Jack.” He shuddered.

Jack’s lips touched his neck and he let his head fall to the side.

“I’d stroke you while I was deep inside.”

At the first touch of Jack’s fingers on his aching cock, Simon cried out.

“Oh, yeah,” Jack rumbled. “I’d stroke your cock and feel you clamp that sweet ass down on my dick like you wanna eat me alive. Like you want me to stay in you forever.”

Jack humped against him and worked him and Simon felt his awareness begin to slide.

“Then sometimes I’d stop,” Jack rumbled in his ear.

And he stopped.

Stopped thrusting against him, stopped stroking him, stopped kissing his neck.

“No!” Simon cried out. “No, please!”

Jack groaned and dropped his forehead to Simon’s hair.

“You fucking kill me, Simon.”

Simon was panting and writhing, anything to regain that gorgeous contact.

“I’d stop and I’d wait until you couldn’t take it anymore. Until you had to have me.”

Simon whimpered and tried to pull Jack’s hand back where he wanted it, but Jack was immovable.

“Until you couldn’t bear for me not to be touching you.”

His voice was cruel and hot, like he too was suffering.

“Jack!” Simon tugged at Jack’s rough hand, his dick throbbing with frustrated desire. “Jack, please!”

“Ohhh god, yes. Just like that.”

Then that rough hand was back, stroking him so perfectly, that hot mouth back on his mouth, making him shiver. He groaned, feeling like he would spill any moment. He thrust into Jack’s hand and back against his hard cock, losing himself.

“That’s so beautiful, darlin’.”

Then he stopped again.

“No, no, no! Please, no!”

Tears streamed down Simon’s face as he chased the stolen orgasm. Pleasure had been flooding through him and now it had been wrenched away.



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