Zodiac Libra by Vivien Dean

Author:Vivien Dean [Dean, Vivien]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

It felt like a dream. A really intense, long-awaited fantasy come to life, the kind where you asked someone to pinch

you because there was no way it could be real, not with the kind of reality you were forced to live with every day.

But Jarrett's hand was warm and dry in his, the memory of his mouth still emblazoned across every possible nerve

ending. Eli knew he was a little uncomfortable using Trev's apartment like this--he wasn't so wrapped up in what

was going on not to see the flares of jealousy that sparked between the two men--but the fact he'd agreed to stay just

so they could be together had him hard as a rock.

Jarrett wanted him. Sure, maybe some of his motivations in staying stemmed from a kind of one-upmanship with

Trev, but he wasn't letting their past or their problems prevent him from taking what he wanted anymore. He'd made

his attraction to Eli perfectly clear before he ever knew about Trev. And if this was how Eli finally got to have

Jarrett, so be it.

Though Eli barely noticed Trev's new décor, Jarrett whistled under his breath. "I will say this for the man. He has

excellent taste."

Eli didn't stop. He dragged Jarrett through the living room, past the wall-mounted plasma TV, and into the bedroom.

"You can admire the couch after."

Jarrett chuckled. "You mean after we eat?"

"That's one way to describe it."

They had barely cleared the doorway before he shoved Jarrett to the wall. The body he'd dreamed about was now his

to explore, hard and willing beneath his hands. Jarrett gripped his hips lightly, but didn't fight, didn't do anything to

get in his way. His harsh breathing fluttered across Eli's ear when Eli sucked at his neck. The sound of his groan

vibrated through Eli's tongue, spurring him to lick and savor as much skin as he could reach.

"Don't you want to slow this down?" Jarrett said.

"You didn't want to go slow on the dance floor." He yanked Jarrett's shirt out of his way, his nails scratching where he made contact with bare flesh. "I'm tired of foreplay."

"And I'd like to make this last longer than the time it takes us to get naked." When Eli reached for his belt, Jarrett finally interceded, grabbing his wrist and pulling it away. "I'm not interested in this to scratch an itch, Eli. So don't treat it that way."

He had to blink more than once as Jarrett's meaning sank in. Then, his cheeks heated, his embarrassment at acting

like some horny teenager flaring beyond control.

"Don't." Jarrett guided his hand back to the belt, molding the fingers over it to force him to open it slowly. "I'm just as excited as you are. I'm being completely selfish when I say I'd like it to last long enough to be able to enjoy it."

The leather slipped free, the slap raising the hair on the back of Eli's neck. Without taking his eyes off Jarrett, Eli

pulled it from the loops, one by one. He wanted to be so cool about this.

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