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too.” He pulled Rhys’ gun out of the holster and tossed it on
the bed.
Stepping closer, Rhys hooked his index finger under Sterling’s
chin and lifted, making Sterling meet his gaze. He ran his
other index finger down the middle of Sterling’s forehead
smoothing the winkles. “She already likes you.” How could
she not? How could anyone not adore Sterling? But he knew
Sterling and he understood the concern. Talking to someone
on the phone over the years and meeting them in person were
different.
“You think so?” The scent of nervousness eased and those big
brown eyes widened slightly then lowered to Rhys’ lips.
Licking his own lips, Sterling tilted his head slightly. He
moved closer until his warm breath fanned across Rhy’s chin.
The sharp tangy smell of arousal flavored the air. Sterling’s
eyes closed and his lips parted.
Oh damn. Rhys was so fucked. “I know so.” Just a small kiss.
No harm. He’d kissed Sterling on the mouth before. A peck,
no big deal. He could do so again, then get things back on
track. Rhys touched his lips to his mate’s and all good
intention fled.
Sterling half sighed half moaned against Rhys’ mouth. His
tongue eased out and swiped across Rhy’s. “Please.” His voice
sounded low and seductive as he pressed his hard body against
Rhys and wound his hands around Rhys’ waist.
I am so very fucked. Gripping Sterling’s hips, Rhys tugged
him closer until the hard ridge of Sterling’s erection rested
against his thigh. Rhys deepened the kiss and his cock
hardened almost instantly.
Sterling took immediate notice, practically purring and
bucking against him.
Shit. He should stop this now. But Sterling tasted so good.
Like chocolate and coffee. It was exactly how Rhys imagined
Sterling would taste. Rich, earthy… refreshing.
Hands roaming down Rhys’ back, Sterling moaned and
ground his hips against Rhys’ leg, making sure Rhys felt his
hard cock. Sterling’s tongue slid through Rhys’ lips, exploring
and his hand slid to Rhys’ ass.
He shouldn’t be doing this. He’d promised himself he’d wait
until Sterling was in college. Sterling needed to concentrate on
school not— Damn it , Sterling was just so fucking sweet
and— Rhys gripped a handful of Sterling’s short dark hair and
tipped his head farther back. Breaking the kiss, he trailed his
lips down the smooth column of Sterling’s throat. The strong
pulse flared against his tongue and his raked over the soft skin.
His prick throbbed yearning for more. More that he couldn’t
possibly have. Not now. But now he’d enjoy what he could
have for just a few moments more.
Groaning, Sterling thrust against Rhys and his hand slid
around, gripping Rhys’ prick through his jeans.
Holy shit. Rhys moved toward his hand. He should stop. He
should pull away and make Sterling—
The doorbell rang.
It was like being hit by a welcomed bucket of ice water. Rhys
stepped back, or tried to, Sterling had a death grip on him.
“Sterling…”
“No. Please, don’t stop.”
Rhys groaned. God he didn’t want to but he’d promised
himself and— “The pizza is here.”
“Huh?” Blinking, Sterling let go of Rhys. The irises of his
eyes stretched to the edges, blocking out the white. Wolf eyes.
Rhys’ own eyes blurred and the mused dazed look made
Rhys’ cock jerk and his stomach tighten. Closing his eyes, he
took a deep breath trying to control himself.
Sterling’s fingers tickled over Rhys’ beard and down his
throat.
Swallowing hard, Rhys’ opened his eyes.
Sterling’s gaze followed his fingers. The look on his face was
one of pure lust. He stepped closer reaching for Rhys but Rhys
stuck his hand out stopping him.
“Get the pizza, Sterling.”
His head tilted and his nose twitched, sniffing. “Son of a
bitch.” Sterling blinked and his eyes shifted back to normal. It
never ceased to impressive Rhys how quickly Sterling could
shift. Sterling
too.” He pulled Rhys’ gun out of the holster and tossed it on
the bed.
Stepping closer, Rhys hooked his index finger under Sterling’s
chin and lifted, making Sterling meet his gaze. He ran his
other index finger down the middle of Sterling’s forehead
smoothing the winkles. “She already likes you.” How could
she not? How could anyone not adore Sterling? But he knew
Sterling and he understood the concern. Talking to someone
on the phone over the years and meeting them in person were
different.
“You think so?” The scent of nervousness eased and those big
brown eyes widened slightly then lowered to Rhys’ lips.
Licking his own lips, Sterling tilted his head slightly. He
moved closer until his warm breath fanned across Rhy’s chin.
The sharp tangy smell of arousal flavored the air. Sterling’s
eyes closed and his lips parted.
Oh damn. Rhys was so fucked. “I know so.” Just a small kiss.
No harm. He’d kissed Sterling on the mouth before. A peck,
no big deal. He could do so again, then get things back on
track. Rhys touched his lips to his mate’s and all good
intention fled.
Sterling half sighed half moaned against Rhys’ mouth. His
tongue eased out and swiped across Rhy’s. “Please.” His voice
sounded low and seductive as he pressed his hard body against
Rhys and wound his hands around Rhys’ waist.
I am so very fucked. Gripping Sterling’s hips, Rhys tugged
him closer until the hard ridge of Sterling’s erection rested
against his thigh. Rhys deepened the kiss and his cock
hardened almost instantly.
Sterling took immediate notice, practically purring and
bucking against him.
Shit. He should stop this now. But Sterling tasted so good.
Like chocolate and coffee. It was exactly how Rhys imagined
Sterling would taste. Rich, earthy… refreshing.
Hands roaming down Rhys’ back, Sterling moaned and
ground his hips against Rhys’ leg, making sure Rhys felt his
hard cock. Sterling’s tongue slid through Rhys’ lips, exploring
and his hand slid to Rhys’ ass.
He shouldn’t be doing this. He’d promised himself he’d wait
until Sterling was in college. Sterling needed to concentrate on
school not— Damn it , Sterling was just so fucking sweet
and— Rhys gripped a handful of Sterling’s short dark hair and
tipped his head farther back. Breaking the kiss, he trailed his
lips down the smooth column of Sterling’s throat. The strong
pulse flared against his tongue and his raked over the soft skin.
His prick throbbed yearning for more. More that he couldn’t
possibly have. Not now. But now he’d enjoy what he could
have for just a few moments more.
Groaning, Sterling thrust against Rhys and his hand slid
around, gripping Rhys’ prick through his jeans.
Holy shit. Rhys moved toward his hand. He should stop. He
should pull away and make Sterling—
The doorbell rang.
It was like being hit by a welcomed bucket of ice water. Rhys
stepped back, or tried to, Sterling had a death grip on him.
“Sterling…”
“No. Please, don’t stop.”
Rhys groaned. God he didn’t want to but he’d promised
himself and— “The pizza is here.”
“Huh?” Blinking, Sterling let go of Rhys. The irises of his
eyes stretched to the edges, blocking out the white. Wolf eyes.
Rhys’ own eyes blurred and the mused dazed look made
Rhys’ cock jerk and his stomach tighten. Closing his eyes, he
took a deep breath trying to control himself.
Sterling’s fingers tickled over Rhys’ beard and down his
throat.
Swallowing hard, Rhys’ opened his eyes.
Sterling’s gaze followed his fingers. The look on his face was
one of pure lust. He stepped closer reaching for Rhys but Rhys
stuck his hand out stopping him.
“Get the pizza, Sterling.”
His head tilted and his nose twitched, sniffing. “Son of a
bitch.” Sterling blinked and his eyes shifted back to normal. It
never ceased to impressive Rhys how quickly Sterling could
shift. Sterling
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