Total pages in book: 122
Estimated words: 114577 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 573(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114577 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 573(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
“Trials are heavily monitored by multiple boards. We can’t have sexual harassment scandals going on.” Sway hurried to change his wording. “Trouble. Discord. It could affect the trial. It doesn’t take much for the FDA or the review board to get wind of misconduct and shut everything down. Hospitals are notorious gossip mills. I just have to steer clear of Dr. Dominick which has been harder and harder.”
“I can make it easier.” Brian glowered like the dangerous killer he was. “I can make him disappear.”
Sway was getting frustrated, and if he was honest, a bit turned on by his boyfriend’s fearless bravado. He’d never had anyone willing to make someone disappear for him. Brian must’ve seen that he didn’t want to talk about the situation any more. At least not right then. He only needed his guy. Sway stopped speaking and came back to drop his weary body to rest against Brian. Nothing else was said and Brian didn’t push for more. Sway could handle this.
He must’ve dozed off because next thing he knew, Brian was nudging him with his forehead. Sway lifted from his spot on Brian’s chest. He had no clue how those hard muscles were so comfortable to lie on, but Sway found himself trying to nestle in closer and ignore Brian’s persistence. And, he smelled so good. When did he get up and shower? Sway felt a distinctive rumble under his cheek, Brian was laughing at him.
Sway relented and let Brian move them to the bedroom. Was it dark outside? He wasn’t sure. He hardly cracked his eyes open. The second his face hit a soft pillow that smelled like spice and sandalwood, like Brian, Sway was asleep again.
When he woke the next time, it was to soft jazz playing, a warm fire blazing only a few feet away, and Brian’s mouth on his nipple. Sway moaned sexily. His voice was rough, and sleep-laden when he spoke, “Mmmm, babe. You don’t play fair.”
A sweet puff of air on his moist bud made goose-flesh pop up along his arms and neck. He loved Brian giving him this kind of attention, but it was his turn. He’d yet to explore Brian’s body the way he wanted.
Sway arched his neck when Brian reached up and clasped his hand over his throat. He swallowed. The restriction, the control Brian had on him made his cock pulse. Enjoying the ride a little while longer, Sway pushed until Brian was flat on his back. With his arms over his head and tucked under the pillow, Sway leaned down and moaned against Brian’s open mouth. “Leave them right there. It’s my turn.”
His turn? Turn for wh—? Brian hissed when Sway’s soft hands smoothed up his bare chest. His thin fingers combed through the hair that spread over his pecs and abdomen.
“When did you get up and shower?” Sway was gazing longingly at Brian’s torso. “You move and I don’t hear you. You moved me and I didn’t feel it.”
‘You were asleep,’ Brian mouthed, feeling so damn carefree.
“No. You’re stealthy. And I find it very sexy.” Sway licked his lips as he turned his long strokes into an inviting massage. Brian moaned, barely keeping his hips from rising. Sway straddled his lower body, his tight ass sitting right over his aching wood. ‘Fuck, baby.’ Brian almost brought his hands down to clasp that narrow waist, but Sway caught him before he could.
“Don’t even think about it,” he chastised. “You have to take it easy. Your ankle, babe. And try not to work your ribs too much.”
Brian almost laughed until he realized Sway was serious. He actually thought Brian was in pain. A sprained ankle and a couple of good shots to his ribs didn’t do a damn thing but give him a copay and some legal narcotics. It damn sure didn’t cause him any pain. But God bless his sweet nurse.
Sway’s hands didn’t resume their massage until Brian complied. He wasn’t used to giving up control, but he trusted Sway. He’d been way more vulnerable than this and Sway had only ever given Brian the compassion he needed.
“You’re so beautiful, Brian.” Sway’s hands had stopped on his belly. His fingers twitching under the raised scars. Sway held Brian’s eyes as he leaned down and traced his tongue over them. Treated the ugly welts as if they were precious gems. Kissing and cherishing them, slicking down more of the black hairs with his tongue as he went. Brian craned his head back, his arms flexing, wanting to touch, grab, pull.
“Everything about you calls to me.” Sway licked across Brian’s belly, dipping that wicked tongue into his navel. Sway whispered against his hot skin, “Your strength.”
Brian groaned, wanting Sway lower, and wanting him to keep talking.
Sway gave him a devious smile. “I know exactly what you want.” Sway flicked his pink tongue out again, “because it’s exactly what I want, too.”