Easton (The Swift Brothers #2) Read Online Riley Hart

Categories Genre: Contemporary, M-M Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Swift Brothers Series by Riley Hart
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Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77874 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
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He presses his forehead to mine, our lips a breath apart. “I need you real bad.”

“I need you too. I’m always going to need you.”

He brushes the tips of his fingers down the side of my face, making me shiver. “When you say things, I believe you. I’ve never trusted anyone until you. Not since Ella.”

“Jesus, I love you.” I see the flash of surprise in his gaze before I smash our mouths together, tasting him as thoroughly as he’d just done with me. My dick is already like a steel pole between my legs, so damn hard and achy for him. “You gonna be a good boy for me?”

He trembles. “Yes. Fuck yes.”

“I want you to go upstairs and get yourself ready for me. I’ll let Pretty Girl and Casanova out, and then I’ll come up.” After the day we’ve had, I want to give him time to get cleaned up before I fuck him so hard, we become one.

“Okay. Let’s go.” He rushes out of the car like the damn thing is on fire. I can’t help laughing as I run after him, enjoying his moment of carefree joy. I want to find ways to give him more moments like this.

The dogs immediately begin jumping on him, loving him and missing him the way East hasn’t allowed any person to love him in a long time…until me. “I love you both, but I gotta go. Arch will take care of you.”

That simple statement hits me right in the heart.

“Come on, guys,” I call them over as East heads upstairs. They give me a few minutes of love too before I lure them outside, and then they take off to do their business.

My body’s jittery with an anxious electricity that only being inside East can tame. Still, I don’t rush the dogs, giving them time to stretch their legs and for East to do his thing.

When they come back inside, I take off my shoes, wash my hands, then head upstairs.

East is lying on his back. He’s hard and stroking himself, his head turned slightly so he’s facing me, lips parted. My breath catches, seeing him this way, laid out, all that tattooed skin on display, and waiting for me.

“I didn’t think you’d ever come.”

“I’ll always come for you.” I tug my shirt off and drop it to the floor, walk toward him while I unbutton and unzip my jeans, then remove those and my underwear. I’m only at half-mast now, having gone soft while I was downstairs, but seeing East is bringing me to life again.

I wrap my hand around myself and give a gentle stroke. When I get to the bed, East’s hand shoots out and stops me before I can climb on. “Don’t move.”

He leans over to the side of the mattress and wraps his warm, wet mouth around my cock. “Fuck, sweetheart.” My eyes roll back, and I drop my hand to his head, holding him and guiding him while East sucks me.

It doesn’t take long for what feels like all the blood in my body to rush to my cock, making it swell and harden and pulse with want for him.

“That’s it. So fucking good for me. You’re mine, East. I’m never letting you go.”

He sucks me down hungrily, like my words spur him on, making him want to show me that he’s mine, and that I’m his too. He pulls off to bury his face in my nuts, inhaling and licking, sucking them like his damn life depends on it before swallowing around my cock again. I thrust my hips, fuck into him slow and deep, gaze never leaving East as he gives himself to me.

“Fuck. You’re gonna make me come. I want my load in your ass. Want to push my fingers inside after I fuck you and keep my cum there.”

He pulls off with a needy groan. “Jesus, hurry up and fuck me.”

“I’m getting there. Turn over. Let me eat that pretty ass of yours first.”

East gets on his hands and knees. The lube is already on the nightstand for later. I climb on behind him and spread his cheeks. “Good boy,” I tell him and watch his body move as the shudder races through him. “Look at you all eager to give me this hole.” I circle it with my finger. “It’s mine now, East. Just like the rest of you.”

“God yes.” His hole tightens and loosens again.

Need shoots lightning down my spine, and I can’t hold back anymore from leaning over and flicking my tongue over his rim. East pushes back against my face like he’s dying for it, my tongue lashing at him, swipe after swipe. I want to devour him, push my tongue inside him and fuck him with it. Make his ass feel as owned by me as I feel owned by East.


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