Up For The Challenge Read Online Riley Hart, Devon McCormack

Categories Genre: M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: ,
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Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 91864 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
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“Now who’s surprising whom?” Ethan asked. “I like this side of you a lot more. Confused Sean. Bewildered Sean.”

“If we’re going back to my place, you’re not going to see confused Sean a lot more tonight. I’m the pro, remember.”

“Oh, really? You think you’re that good?”

“I’d think so, considering I’ve been fucking guys since my teens.”

“And I’ve been having anal for years too, so what’s the difference?”

“No cock.”

Ethan’s gaze drifted. I wondered if he might have been reconsidering since I’d mentioned the c-word. Even if he figured he could enjoy the fuck out of my ass because he’d done that with women before, it was a totally different thing when he had to deal with a dick, too.

“Ah. That got you, didn’t it?” I asked.

“No. I just thought it was interesting how, when you said that, my dick got a little harder. Your condo is only like a block from here, right?”

He released me and started in the direction of my place.

“Are you seriously leading the way to my condo?” I asked.

“If anything’s happening tonight, I’m going to be doing a lot of the leading.”

Was that seriously happening? And how the fuck could he be all cocky and sure of himself about gay sex? He didn’t know how to please a man. He didn’t know what the hell he was doing, but by the way he sauntered down the street, it was clear he didn’t have a concern in the world.

We didn’t chat on the way back.

Ethan started forward, walking with purpose toward my building. He only looked to me occasionally, a determined expression on his face, like he knew exactly what he wanted to do to me.

When we reached my unit, I guided him through the front door, figuring he’d back out at some point. That he’d sober up just enough to realize he was being ridiculous.

Despite the fact that he had his tongue down my throat, some part of me wondered if Ethan’s interest was more about me saving his ass and him wanting to prove his manliness than about wanting to fuck a man.

But I didn’t see a reason to question it since it was likely Ethan would just bail and head the fuck out as soon as he realized I wasn’t going to put the brakes on this. Although considering the chemistry—the spark I felt when he was crushing his lips against mine and groping me with greedy hands, I figured if he felt half as turned on as I did, he wasn’t likely to resist.

As he closed the door behind him, I cringed.

I didn’t want to have to get through the uneasy conversation that usually followed bringing a trick back. The small talk. The drink was just an excuse to chat a little before fucking the hell out of each other. Fortunately, I was pretty good at defusing tension during that part and skipping the pretense—going right for what I wanted.

I spun around to Ethan and said, “You want me to make you a cocktail?”

But before I could finish my sentence, he rushed me and shoved me back against the barrier between the entryway and my kitchen.

“Ooh, you like it a little rough?” I asked.

“Did you want me to be gentle?”

I laughed. “Don’t you fucking dare.”

The same intensity that had seized control over me outside the bar returned. The heat Ethan gave off, mixed with an ethereal sexual intensity he radiated, made my blood warm.

His hands were so fucking greedy as he felt his way up and down my body. He reached under my shirt, groping and kneading my flesh like it was all second nature to him.

“Am I being conned right now?” I spit out between kisses.

He pulled away and winced, looking as thrown as I felt. “Conned?”

“You’ve really never been with a guy?”

And his cocky smile returned. “Why? Am I that good?”

“I’m not going to lie to you and say you aren’t, but you’re almost too good.”

He smiled, but then his expression turned serious. Like in a moment, he had suddenly realized what a shit mistake we were making.

“What?” I asked.

He took hold of my chin and studied my expression.

“Just trying to figure out what it is about you that turns me on. You do have a pretty face.”

I started to say something but choked on the words. “Cat got your tongue?” he asked. “Don’t worry. You won’t need to say anything clever when you have my cock between those thick lips of yours.”

I was a little annoyed.

I certainly wasn’t going to be the guy who was totally stumped or confused when it came to the thing I was great at…best at.

I tugged at his belt and unfastened it as I backed him up to the door. He moved willingly, curiosity in his eyes like he wanted to see where I was going with all this.



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