The Air That I Breathe (The Game #3.5) Read Online Cara Dee

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Game Series by Cara Dee
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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 23132 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
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“Close isn’t close enough,” he croaked. “You’re always just out of reach—even in my goddamn dreams. There’s a line we’re not allowed to cross.”

“But we are.” I cupped his jaw and suppressed a shiver, for fear that the slightest shift would move me away from him. It was insane. “We decide, Reese.”

He swallowed and exhaled shakily. The buzz within me grew stronger and stronger as our noses brushed together, followed by our lips. And right at that point, every part of me screamed for him. My heart pounded furiously, and my nerves were completely shot.

I applied the barest amount of pressure and felt his immediate surrender.

There was no describing the immense relief and desire that rippled down my spine and created tiny explosions inside me. But most of all was the ecstasy in my mind. Like finally finding the right key to open the lock.

He turned the light brushing into a real kiss, and we parted our lips at the same time that we wrapped our arms around each other. I tasted him for the first time, gently sweeping my tongue along his, and that was all it took to get hooked.

I cupped his face in my hands and kissed him harder while he tightened his hold around my middle.

“We’re not supposed to be apart, Riv,” he said, out of breath.

I shook my head quickly. “Never.”

The relief radiated from him too, and he slid his tongue into my mouth with a sensual push that drove me fucking wild. My body took over, and so did his. I felt it. I felt him surrendering to his hunger just like I was doing. As I locked my arms tightly around his neck and threw myself into a hard, wet kiss, he slid his hands down my ass and cupped the backs of my thighs. Then my legs were wrapped around his hips, and he was walking us over to the edge.

Feeling his hard cock against mine woke my urgency to get out of my trunks. “Lose the clothes.”

He nodded once and kissed his way down my neck.

Once we’d squirmed out of our clothes and they’d landed with a collective splat on the tile, I grabbed his jaw and stared at his mouth. I had to see his lips, the ones I’d finally kissed and felt on my skin.

Our heavy breathing faded in the low rush of the jets.

I swiped my thumb over his bottom lip and couldn’t help but picturing… “I wanna come in your mouth.”

He exhaled a laugh and grinned uncertainly. “There’s a thing I never thought I’d hear my twin brother say.”

I was too horny to give in to the humor, and he must’ve sensed it. He leaned in and kissed me softly, then told me to sit on the edge.

He said he was gonna get something from his pants too, and he left me there. I pushed myself up on the edge and gripped my cock, and I couldn’t tear my gaze away from him. I stared at the dimples above his ass while he climbed out of the hot tub, then his ass and those thighs, and I wanted to get lost in all of him.

He dug out his wallet and held up a single-pack of lube. There was a condom too, but he left that one behind. “Some of us come prepared for anything.”

“You mean prepared for Brian?” I shot back.

He offered a dry look in return. “You know I was never gonna go that far with that guy.”

I did, sort of, even though I’d doubted myself in the end.

“We didn’t lay a finger on each other,” he said.

“Good.”

“He kept talking about you…”

I didn’t fucking care.

I was more interested in what my brother was planning to do with that lube. If one of us was getting fucked here, I hoped it was me. I wanted to feel him everywhere. I wanted to roll around in the fucking filth with him.

When he got back to me, I pulled him in for a kiss and wrapped my fingers around his cock.

He moaned and tried to press himself as close to me as possible. “He can’t have you.”

I shook my head and swirled my tongue around his.

“But I can,” he groaned. He tore away from my mouth to collect his breath, and he dipped down and sucked on my neck. “After I’ve sucked my brother off, I wanna fuck him.”

“Jesus,” I hissed. “Do it. Suck my cock.”

He hummed and shifted lower, kissing and sucking on my flesh, my nipples, and he traced the definition of my abs with his tongue. I shivered and planted a hand on the floor behind me, and I used my free hand to weave my fingers into his hair. The sight turned my mouth dry. He kissed the crease where my thigh ended, and he gripped my cock loosely. I let out a strangled hnnngh sound and had to force my eyes to stay open. How fucking long I’d fantasized about this.



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