Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46923 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 235(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46923 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 235(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
“No way. You’re mine,” Gabe growled.
I blinked in surprise, then smirked. “No need for jealousy. He’s not my type.”
“Good.” He covered a yawn and slumped in his chair. “We need to kill fifteen minutes before we head upstairs. Tell me a story or give me a trivia question or something to keep me awake.”
I picked up my cell and scrolled to a trivia app. “General, music, sports, Minecraft?”
“I suck at Minecraft. Anything else is cool.”
We went back and forth, peppering each other with a range of questions like “What model car followed Ford’s Model T?” and “What does a Richter scale measure?”
I stifled a yawn and asked, “Who directed the first Harry Potter movie?”
Gabe squinted as though in deep thought, then replied, “Hufflepuff.”
I snickered and shook my head. “Not even a choice. Try again.”
“Oh, you’re withholding choices. Hmm. I got this, babe. Voldemort.” He slapped his hand on the table and grinned.
“Wrong again, and you slipped,” I said, giving him a sharp look.
“Huh?”
“You called me ‘babe.’ ”
“I did?”
“Yeah.”
“Sorry. I wish Ebab sounded less awkward. I’m not even sure how to pronounce it. Long e or short e?”
I smiled and stood. “Long, I think. C’mon. They’re probably asleep now.”
Gabe followed me to the elevators. “I need to come up with something else. Whatever it is, it can’t be schmoopy.”
“Schmoopy?” I repeated with a laugh, stepping into the elevator.
“Yeah. No honey, sweetheart, love dumpling…those are all out.”
“That’s a good thing,” I commented. I waited for the doors to close, then backed him against the wall and licked his lips. “I like ‘babe’ the best. Save it for when you can say it out loud.”
Gabe grabbed my face in his hands and thrust his tongue into my mouth. The kiss was abbreviated but hot as hell. I sucked in a gulp of air and tried to step back. Gabe yanked at my sweatshirt and then traced my jawline lovingly. It took everything I had not to melt in a puddle of goo when he whispered, “Babe.”
I shivered and wrapped my arms around myself when the doors slid open. “Maybe we shouldn’t sleep together.”
“Shh. It’ll be okay,” he said softly.
It was hell.
I’d never been more aware of another person in my life. We spent so much time acting like buddies that the one place we were free to explore this new thing between us was in bed. When we occasionally spent the night with each other, we made up elaborate stories about needing to get to practice early in case our roommates called us out. But we went out of our way to avoid running into Evan or Brent, so it was never an issue anyway.
Lying in a glorified full-sized bed with two other guys in the room was an unprecedented challenge. There wasn’t enough room on the mattress to divide the sleeping space and remove a little temptation. I had to suck it up.
“Are you awake?” he whispered, setting his hand on my hip.
I shook my head and rolled to my back. “Yes. What are you—”
“Shh. Don’t wake them up. Just relax.” Gabe licked the shell of my ear and stroked my cock through my boxer briefs.
“I can’t rela—”
Gabe tightened his grip on my shaft and pushed me onto my side. He slid behind me and molded his chest to my back, then reached around to lower my briefs before stroking my dick. I shivered at the contact and backed up so that his rigid length nudged my ass repeatedly.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?”
I couldn’t answer. Yeah, it felt amazing. His bare cock riding my crack made me want things I never in a million years would have considered until Gabe came along. And when he stuck his finger in my mouth and then set it over my hole while he moved his hips suggestively, I had a feeling it was just a matter of time before I begged him for more.
“Gabe, I—”
“I know, baby. It’s okay. Come,” he whispered.
My orgasm slammed into me the second he slipped his finger inside. I squeezed my eyes as white light blinded my vision.
It took a few moments for my pulse to return to normal. I fought the urge to turn around and pull Gabe into my arms. It wasn’t easy. I laid my hand on his before tiptoeing to the bathroom to clean up. Of course, he followed me.
Gabe closed the door behind him and locked it, then swooped to hug me from behind. He rested his head on my shoulder and looked at our reflection in the mirror.
“That was hot,” he murmured.
“Yeah, but we shouldn’t have done it. We have to be more careful,” I admonished, kissing his cheek.
“We’re very careful. And I’m still really horny. Feel my dick.”
“I feel it.” I licked the column of his throat and purred.
“I want to fuck you so bad. You better tell me your favorite fruit or something.”