Fearless Read online R.G. Alexander (The Finn Factor #7)

Categories Genre: BDSM, Erotic, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Finn Factor Series by R.G. Alexander
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Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 47238 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
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Rory bent David’s leg obscenely wide and high as he reached for his own climax. All David could do was hold on as the rapid pounding jarred him, nearly pushing him across the rug. “Fuck, David. I can’t get deep enough. I need to— Fuckfuckfuck.”

He needs this. He needs me. The idea was enough to send another climax-like shiver through his body. “It’s yours, Rory. Take what you need.”

Rory buried his face in David’s hair. “Waited so long.” His whisper was raw and vulnerable, but then he was shouting David’s name seconds later as he buried himself balls deep and let go.

David found himself wishing the condom weren’t there. He wanted to feel everything Rory did to him. Wanted to be marked. He didn’t question that, or why everything they did together felt right. After eleven years of living in each other’s pocket, the best sex of his life was just the cherry on top.

This was right.

How could he have been so oblivious?

Rory was mumbling incoherently and kissing his forehead, cheek and chin as David came back to earth. “You good?”

Better than good. Better than he’d ever been. “Tired. And my leg is definitely numb now.”

Rory chuckled. “Let’s get you cleaned up and on the couch.”

David floated in semi-consciousness as a cool cloth caressed his skin and he was lifted up to sleep on a cloud. “Rich-man couch is soft,” he praised, petting the cushion like it was a living thing.

“Does sex usually have this effect on you?” Rory asked softly. “Because it’s adorable.”

“I’m never adorable,” David mumbled. “I’m manly and intimidating.”

“Sure you are. Especially when you’re cheering on a super Jedi.”

“Give me a minute for the proper comeback, Captain Awesome. You pounded my brain into pudding.”

He thought Rory said something else but he couldn’t be sure. He wasn’t lying. He needed a minute to pull himself together. Maybe a few days. He had nothing to compare this to. No frame of reference for what just happened to him. He’d been ridden hard and pleasured within an inch of his life by a man he’d known and adored for years. And if he could feel his legs, he’d want round two right away.

He’d been the initiator and he wanted to be again. It was definitely out of character for him. Craving sex more than conversation or food or a good series marathon. But everything was different now.

Finally.

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Rory stepped into the magical ménage shower and turned on all the knobs. He sighed in ecstasy as the heated full-body massage began, leaning heavily on the tiled wall.

What the fuck just happened? Did he really just bang the hell out of his best friend? The one who—according to him—had never had more than an experimental butt plug up his ass?

Rory Finn, the straight guy’s best first time and Tango’s most satisfying customer, had completely lost his cool. There was no seduction, no torturous prep or teasing. He didn’t spend hours just using his fingers. His tongue.

Not this time. Not when it was David.

He’d barely remembered to grab a condom before he was jackhammering into that tight, perfect ass again and again. Spreading him open and taking him there on the floor like an animal.

What. The. Fuck.

He wanted to say it was due to buildup from his cleanse, but he couldn’t lie to himself. Not about this. David had asked to be fucked and Rory had no desire or strength of will to resist him. And when he got inside and felt that athletic ass clench around him? He was lost.

And David had loved it. There was no hesitation, no disgust or shame. Rory was watching for it, waiting for it, but it never emerged. Just pleasure. Greedy, joyful pleasure. And now David wanted more. David wanted to fuck him in return. That was…

Rory couldn’t believe it. Here with Rig and David, the last twenty-four hours felt unreal. A dream he’d be forced to wake up from. It had to be, because things like this didn’t happen to him.

He wasn’t the kind of guy that got to keep this. Logically, he knew it. But despite that, there was a part of him that still hoped. A part of him that wanted the kind of love he’d seen around his family table lately. Something that was his alone, but big enough to share with the people he was closest to. Something good, whether he deserved it or not.

“Is this a private party?”

Rory opened his eyes and watched Rig step into the spacious cubicle and get instantly drenched by the soothing spray. “You’re right. This is great.”

“Told you.” Rory studied him, lingering for a minute on his uncircumcised erection. “You were working out?”

Rig gripped his shaft and let the skin slide back with his arousal. “I look pumped, don’t I?”

“Something does.” Rory laughed and dragged his gaze up to dark, affectionate eyes. “It’s a good thing I’m so flexible or else I’d think I had nothing to bring to the muscle table. Between you and the runner, I’m kind of the twig at the party.”



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