Forgiven – Con (The Four #3) Read Online Sloane Kennedy

Categories Genre: M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Four Series by Sloane Kennedy
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Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 95906 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 480(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
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What if I hadn’t had my brothers at my back?

What if the fucker who’d taken Micah had been more sophisticated, more sadistic?

What if, after getting Micah back, he’d decided it was too late for us?

“Don’t,” I heard Micah say softly. His fingers brushed my temple, and I suddenly realized my thoughts had gotten the better of me and I’d stopped my perusal of his body. I looked up at him. His eyes were soft, his features relaxed. “I’m where I belong, Con. We both are.”

I let out the breath I’d been holding and moved back up his body so I could claim his mouth. His tongue hungrily greeted mine. “I don’t know how slow I can go,” I admitted. My need for him had gone from under control to frantic as easily as if I’d snapped my fingers.

Micah caressed my cheek. “Just feel,” he responded. “Just feel.”

I nodded and took his mouth again. “Do you want me to wear a condom?” I asked. We’d already talked about the fact that we were both negative for any diseases, but I couldn’t just assume he was okay with me going bare. It wasn’t something I’d ever done with anyone else, but Micah wasn’t just anyone.

“No,” Micah returned. “I want to feel all of you.”

I sighed and pressed my forehead against his as I tried to control my raging cock’s response to his words. “God, baby, you’ve got to stop saying shit like that.”

Micah laughed.

Actually laughed.

I reveled in the sound that was still unfamiliar to me.

“Okay, how about, ‘Please, baby, no raincoat.’”

I was so caught off guard by the joke that I nearly choked on my laughter when the words sank in.

“Or maybe, ‘Rubbers are for tires.’”

The levity helped ease the knot of pressure in my chest. “No,” I said with a chuckle.

“Okay, wait, I’ve got it—”

I kissed Micah before he could say anything else and it didn’t take long to get him squirming beneath me. I settled into the cradle of his hips as his legs wrapped around my waist. I gently ground my cock against his and instantly felt the telltale slickness that was proof that he was completely on board with what was happening.

I didn’t give Micah any kind of warning as I released his mouth and quickly slid down his body and swallowed his dick to the back of my throat. He cried out and thrust his hips up. I took him as close to the edge as I dared before I popped off his cock and nuzzled the sensitive skin between his balls and his hole.

I’d rimmed Micah several times before, but this time when I licked over his opening, I went a step further and eased the tip of my tongue into his body. The string of curses that fell from his lips had me doing it again and again. The more I caressed the most intimate part of him, the more his body opened up for me. When I finally used my fingers to open him further and slipped my tongue inside of him, Micah called out my name.

I couldn’t ignore my own body’s needs so I kept myself from sending him over the edge. Instead, I made my way back up his body. It wasn’t until I reached for the nightstand drawer that Micah tensed up a bit. I went ahead and got the lube out of the drawer but I didn’t do anything more than drop it next to us on the bed.

“You can stop this any time you want,” I reminded Micah as I settled my weight back on his body. His hands came up to grip my sides.

“Don’t want to,” he said with a shake of his head.

I kissed him and took my time working him back into a frenzy. I could feel the sweat rolling down my back as I tried to maintain control of my own need. I was hyperaware of every sound Micah made, every look he gave me as I began to prepare his body. Not surprisingly, he tensed up when I began to push my lubed finger inside of him, but all it took were some gentle kisses and soft words of praise to have him relax enough to allow my digit to breach him. Micah’s fingers curled around my arms as he experienced all the sensations that were bombarding him. When I rubbed my finger over his prostate, he nearly came off the bed.

“Oh God, what the fuck—?” he cried. His eyes went wide but I didn’t give him time to recover before I did it again. He arched up against me and tried to drive his ass down on my finger. But I was as deep as I could go. I massaged his gland a few more times, enough to have him begging me for relief, before seeking out his mouth as I removed my finger and fumbled to lube up my dick.



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