Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 111143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 556(@200wpm)___ 445(@250wpm)___ 370(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 111143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 556(@200wpm)___ 445(@250wpm)___ 370(@300wpm)
“Oh no you don’t.” Jude’s hand slammed into the door right beside Snow’s head. He stopped and barely kept his eyes from rolling into the back of his head when Jude pressed his body against the back of Snow’s. He crowded him into the door, his hard as nails dick poking into Snow’s ass.
“Feels a lot like you haven’t changed your mind,” Snow said between gritted teeth. Inwardly, he cursed when he couldn’t stop himself from rubbing just the slightest bit against that heat in his crease.
Jude, the strong fucker, turned him around, manhandling him like his own six-foot-three frame weighed nothing—and just like he had in the alley earlier, he put his hand on Snow’s throat. “God, you piss me off! And you make me so damn hot, I just want to top the hell out of you.” He pressed his body close. “I don’t know what to do with you and it’s tearing me up!”
The twinge of pain in Snow’s gut scared the shit out of him. “Then let me go.”
Jude stared at him, breath coming fast and hard. “I can’t.” His hand tightened on Snow’s throat. “God help me, I can’t. I can’t seem to shake this…need you raise in me. I want you, General.”
“Stop calling me that.”
“But it fits. I watch you at UC, always so bossy. You lord it all over everyone. So damn arrogant.” Jude leaned over and pressed his lips against the dimple in Snow’s chin. Then he kissed Snow’s lips, his anger a direct contrast to the softness of the kiss. “Orders barked out of such a sexy, sexy mouth. I’ve spent a hell of a lot of time imaging your mouth too full to spit out demands. Too full of my cock. But you know what? Right now, I don’t know if I’m even the right type. You seemed awfully at home at that disgusting place. I might be too old. Too much of a man for you.”
“Fuck you!” Snow growled, then groaned when Jude slid his mouth down Snow’s neck. He should be pushing him off, getting out of here. But damn if the man’s mouth didn’t feel good on his skin. Heat seared his brain, blood rushed to his dick. He normally didn’t care what anyone thought of him, but for some reason, he couldn’t stand the idea that Jude thought that of him. He sighed and pushed the man back a step so he could look at him. So that he could fucking think clearly. Those dark eyes glittered with need and Jude raked his gaze over Snow’s body. He had to look away to get a grip on his thoughts.
“Listen, Jude. The only reason I owe you an explanation is because you did me a real solid tonight.” He swallowed the lump of remembered disgust in his throat. “I don’t like young men like that. I’ve never had sex with anyone under the age of eighteen, even when I was under the age of eighteen. The only reason I knew about that place was because my friends and I got mixed up in the wrong crowd when we first moved here. And I refuse to apologize because if we hadn’t, we never would have met Ian. Ian makes all that shit in my past worth it.”
Jude just stared at him.
Snow waited, feeling almost foolish for trying to explain himself. He hated feeling foolish. “You know what? Screw this!” Snow curled his lip, then all the breath was knocked out of him when Jude came back at him so hard, his back hit the door again. Hot breath fanned over his cheek. Anger radiated off the muscular man in front of him in heady waves. This. This he knew. “Dominant fucker,” he muttered before digging his fingers into Jude’s hips and pulling him tight against him. He slammed his mouth onto Jude’s, opening his lips, forcing Jude’s open. He kissed him over and over, wanting to crawl inside the man.
Snow pushed Jude’s suit jacket off his shoulders before attacking the buttons on his shirt. He had it mostly open and had to work to not to swallow his own tongue when he got a glimpse of hard muscles, tanned skin, and a gorgeous pattern of black chest hair that narrowed into the silkiest looking happy trail he’d ever seen. Snow frowned at the slacks in the way of the rest of his view and reached out to remedy the situation. Jude surprised him when he stopped his hands on his belt.
“We touched on something back in that alley tonight and I’ve had time to think about it,” Jude said softly.
Snow’s eyes flew open. “You still want to talk? Right now?” He could barely think.
Jude nodded even as his hands moved to push off Snow’s jacket. “We’re going to talk. Settle something before I fuck you.”