It’s Complicated – A Reservations Story Read Online Kindle Alexander

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Drama, Erotic, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 123877 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 619(@200wpm)___ 496(@250wpm)___ 413(@300wpm)
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“Damn, Julian, I swear you’re going to make me come if you don’t stop looking at me like that.”

“Isn’t that the goal? Lose the shorts and join me, B,” Julian purred, running his finger around the tip of his leaking cock, spreading the wetness with the pad of his finger. The immediate tremble that shook Beckett’s body as the words left Julian’s mouth had him licking the pre-come from his finger just to taunt the man. He was feeling more like himself with Beckett than he had in an exceedingly long time, and he had no intention of scaling back his desire.

He’d convinced himself he’d never have these feelings again. He had even tried to fool himself into believing he didn’t need them. He’d been wrong. Heat infused with raw need rushed through his body and had his dick leaking like a dripping faucet on his stomach.

Beckett’s gorgeous dick jutted out from his body, hard and thick. His mouth watered to taste Beckett. More than that, he wanted to feel every inch of that wet-tipped cock inside of him.

He watched with bated breath as Beckett pushed his own shorts completely down his legs, stepping out of them as he inched forward.

“That’s more like it,” Julian praised as he took in the beauty of the man in front of him. Reaching out, he teased a finger along the side of Beckett’s engorged cock.

Beckett was a dream, a mix of naughty and nice. Rugged and refined, honest, kind, celestial, and carnal. Everything about Beckett was a huge turn-on. “I know I told you to take it slow. I’ve changed my mind. I don’t want to wait.” Anything to quench the need coursing through his veins. It had been too long. Way too long.

“We can skip right to the sweaty part,” Julian teased as he rolled to his stomach and crawled toward the middle of the bed. A hand on his ankle stopped him. Beckett easily pulled him back.

“Not so fast,” Beckett growled, sending tingles along his spine. God, he loved that commanding tone. He slowly turned, allowing Beckett to pull him toward the edge of the bed. Beckett placed a knee between his thighs. “There’s no need to rush it; I’m going to take care of you, Julian.”

He gave Beckett a soft smile as he reached up and ran his fingers across Beckett’s full lips. “Yeah, I want that. I want it so much, Beckett.”

Beckett’s mouth crashed against his in a claiming kiss that caught Julian off guard and sent an excited thrill rushing down his spine. The soft mattress cradled him as Beckett’s weight settled on top. Julian lifted his hips, grinding them into Beckett as they kissed. He grasped Beckett’s firm shoulders as Beckett’s tongue moved against his in a dance of sweet exploration. God, he might come from the friction alone. Beckett deepened their kiss, his hand moving to Julian’s jaw, keeping him firmly in place. Julian moaned into Beckett’s mouth, overtaken by a flood of new and compelling feelings—devotion and reverence all mingled together.

The kiss had his head spinning and his body on the verge of exploding from the electricity arcing between them. Never had he ever experienced such an overwhelming flood of desire racing through his veins from a kiss alone. He thrust his hips, seeking some kind of resistance to tame the ache in his balls. Beckett’s strong fingers circled his cock and squeezed.

“Mmmm, so fucking hard. I know exactly what you need.” Beckett’s warm breath teased his skin as Beckett’s mouth moved down the line of his neck as he spoke. Julian sucked in a breath and shut his eyes when Beckett licked a wet trail across his collarbone. Yes, he could get used to being worshipped by this man. His Marlboro Man was right… They didn’t need to rush.

Julian pushed up into Beckett’s firm grip and reveled in the tightness as Beckett stroked him slowly. The flick of Beckett’s tongue across his nipple had Julian sliding his fingers into Beckett’s hair, holding him right there against his chest. Beckett’s teeth scraped over that nub, sending a jolt of electricity straight to his balls and sparkles of lights flashing behind his closed lids.

“More,” he begged.

“In time… Been dreaming about this since I first saw you.” Beckett chuckled as he kissed a trail down Julian’s stomach before pressing warm kisses over his hip bone. The grip on his dick flexed just before Beckett’s warm lips slid over Julian, drawing a moan from his throat. Hot wet heat burned along his shaft as Beckett swallowed him down. He squeezed his eyes together and tightened his fingers in Beckett’s thick hair to urge him on. He never wanted this feeling to end as he thrust into Beckett’s welcoming mouth.

“God, so fucking good,” Julian groaned and twisted his fingers against Beckett’s scalp. Beckett’s throat constricted around him. Intense pleasure built with every dip and bob of Beckett’s head. “I want you in me.”



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