Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 55627 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55627 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Between the cock piercing his body, the hand stripping his shaft, and the tongue licking into his mouth, it didn't take long before intense pleasure flooded him in waves, and he fell over the edge. Jack’s moans of completion melded with his own, long and loud, until eventually, they both quieted and their thrusts slowed.
“Holy shit,” Gray said, shaken. He had never experienced sex like that. “Jack.” Chest heaving, he put his hands on both sides of Jack’s head and gazed into his eyes, completely enamored. “You are incredible.”
“Gray,” Jack said brokenly. He tucked his head under Gray’s chin and clung. “I’ve never experienced anything like that.”
“I was just thinking the same thing.” He ran his hand over Jack’s damp hair, giving them both time to catch their breaths and taking the opportunity to reclaim his mental focus. “You are seriously, and I mean seriously, great in bed.”
Tilting his face up, Jack looked at him. “You’re not just saying that?”
He had just shared something incredibly intimate with the man he loved for the first time, and he hated to be crass about it, but he decided that at that moment, Jack needed to hear the unvarnished truth more than he needed romantic words. “I shot so hard I hit my chin, my throat hurts from the shouting, and I’m still trembling. You look like an angel, but you fuck like a demon.”
“A demon?” Jack smiled broadly, hands resting on Gray’s chest with his chin propped on top of them. “Me?”
He nodded. “You broke me. I can’t feel my legs.”
“Broke you, huh?” Jack had never looked more pleased. “So that means no second round?”
Gray’s eyes widened. “What, you mean right now?” He shook his head. “I need more time to recuperate. If you’re ready to go again that fast, you’ll have to trade me in for a newer model to finish the job.”
Jack threw his head back and laughed. “Not going to happen. You’re a keeper.”
“Okay, then do you have some rice? Maybe you can put me in that for a few minutes and see if I can function again?”
“That sounds messy.” Jack slid up and pressed his mouth to Gray’s. “How about I do a factory reset instead?”
He sucked on Jack’s tongue, dragged his hands across his shoulders, and decided he may have been underestimating his ability to go at it again. “What’s a factory reset?”
Jack moved down his torso and settled between his thighs again. “Well, I put one finger here.” He pressed his thumb against Gray’s perineum. “Another one here.” He slipped his finger into Gray’s sensitized hole. “And then press at the same time while I do this with my tongue.”
“Oh my God. Jack.”
Chapter 13
“Knock knock. Very special delivery!”
Gray turned away from his monitor and to his office door. “Hey, Jess. What’s…” He stilled at the sight of his assistant holding a vase with a large bouquet of flowers.
“Isn’t this the most beautiful arrangement you’ve ever seen?” she said excitedly as she walked into his office and placed the vase on his desk.
It was a thick glass cube overflowing with a variety of cream and light pink-colored blooms. Gray was no expert on flowers, so he couldn’t name some of them, but he recognized the pink peonies and cream roses.
“It’s going to brighten up your whole office!”
Completely taken off guard, Gray stared at the arrangement for several long seconds. “These are for me?”
“Yes! Your name is on the card. See?” Jess turned the vase around. “The florist dropped them off with reception. Maybe they’re an early Valentine’s gift?”
He nodded, speechless, and ghosted his palm over the flowers, turning the vase around, allowing himself to see the entire arrangement. His assistant must have left his office at some point during his long perusal, because when he looked up, he was alone. Carefully, he wiggled the card out of the vase and opened it.
Gray, thank you. With all my heart, thank you. I love you. – Jack
His heart ached and he suddenly had trouble catching his breath. Pressing his hand to his chest, he bent down and inhaled the delicate fragrances.
“He got me flowers,” he whispered. Gulping down his emotions, he picked up his phone and called Jack.
“Hi,” he answered after only a couple of rings. “One second.” Sounding muffled, as if he had moved the phone away from his mouth, he said, “I’m going to step out to take this call, but please continue.” He heard footsteps, then a door close. “Gray? Sorry about that. I had to leave the conference room.”
“They’re beautiful. Thank you.”
“You like them?” Jack sounded nervous.
“Very much. I’ve never gotten flowers before.”
“Really? I’m honored to be the first one to give them to you.” Jack lowered his voice. “This weekend meant the world to me. I hope you know that. I really do love you, Gray.”