Rushed – Christopher (The Four #4.5) 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: 53
Estimated words: 49645 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 248(@200wpm)___ 199(@250wpm)___ 165(@300wpm)
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Turning my attention back to Christopher, I put the glass on the nightstand and then gave in to my need to touch him. I stroked my finger over his cheekbone, which was just a bit too prominent. I’d definitely need to make sure he started getting more calories in his system.

I allowed my finger to roam over every part of his face. His silky eyebrows, his perfectly shaped nose, his soft eyelids with lush lashes that matched the color of his hair. It wasn’t until I reached Christopher’s lips that I hesitated. I’d already taken liberties that I shouldn’t have. Not to mention the fact that I was already obsessed with his lips. If I knew what they felt like beneath my finger, I’d never be able to keep from tasting him.

I started to pull my finger back with the intent of calling out Christopher’s name to wake him up when Christopher’s uninjured hand came up to cover mine, keeping my finger in contact with his skin. I flicked my eyes up to see that his own were open and full of something that had my insides tightening and my dick twitching excitedly.

Need.

Not just desire… need.

Since Christopher’s eyes were clear and not glazed over from the lingering effects of pain medication, I left my finger where it was even as Christopher dropped his hand. I knew I needed to say something, to do something that would break the spell we’d somehow both fallen under, but I kept my mouth shut. I’d been dreaming of getting a chance like this pretty much from the time I’d been reintroduced to Christopher, and I wasn’t going to waste it.

His lips were as soft as I’d imagined but also smooth and supple. They were made for kissing.

Me.

They were made for kissing me.

A wave of possessiveness swept through me, consuming me. It wasn’t like anything I’d ever felt before, even when I’d been dating other people. None of them had ever inspired my brain to play the same word on a loop like it was doing now.

Mine.

Christopher hadn’t moved at all when I’d touched his mouth, but now as his eyes slid shut, he drew in a sharp breath and shifted his head enough so that my finger was precariously close to the middle of his slightly parted lips. I took him up on his silent invitation and let my finger slide over the center of his upper lip, then the lower one.

The need to taste him was like a living thing inside of me clawing to get out.

I probably could have kept it under wraps if Christopher hadn’t decided to open his eyes at that exact moment and, more importantly, hadn’t pressed his lips together and softly kissed my finger.

It was all the permission I needed.

Admittedly, I didn’t give him a chance to change his mind. As I moved my hand so I could clasp his cheek, my mouth was already on his, swallowing his startled gasp.

His taste was like a drug. One hit of it and I knew I would always want more. He’d ruined me for anyone else, man or woman.

With one kiss.

I kissed him deeply and let my tongue slide over his in greeting. He let out a surprised sound and broke the kiss. Thankfully, I was able to rein in my raging lust to recognize the need for me to back off.

I began to straighten back into a sitting position so I could put some space between us, but Christopher grabbed the back of my neck with his uninjured hand and followed me until he was practically pressed against me.

“No, please, Rush—” Christopher began before he sucked in what seemed to be some needed air.

Fuck, had I scared him so badly that he couldn’t breathe?

“Christopher—”

“I’m sorry, I can do better,” Christopher interrupted. “Please, I just… please.”

The desperation in his voice had me pausing long enough to recognize a couple of things. First off, his hold on the back of my neck almost bordered on painful. Second, he’d pressed his forehead against mine. And finally, his breaths were seesawing in and out of him.

Like mine.

He wanted this. He wanted it as much as I did.

Then why had he been surprised when I’d…

“Christopher, has no one ever—”

Before I could finish, Christopher released me and tried to put some space between us. If I hadn’t closed a hand around his forearm, he would have probably been off the bed and gone. Every ounce of excitement had been sucked out of the room.

“Christopher—”

“I’m not a virgin,” Christopher interrupted. His eyes were downcast, and I could practically feel the shame wafting off him. “He… he just never wanted to kiss me.”

I tried to make sense of what he was saying. So he’d had sex before, but his partner hadn’t kissed him on the mouth? How was that even possible? Unless it had been a random hookup. But I knew in my gut Christopher wasn’t a random hookup kind of guy.



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