Man to Man [Wolf Creek Pack 3] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) by Stormy Glenn Read Free Book Online Page B

crossed Jim’s lips.
    “I could do that.” Jim chuckled. “I seem to remember that you’re a great kisser.”
    Donovan felt like he had died and gone to heaven the moment Jim’s lips pressed against his. He tasted just as good as Donovan remembered, maybe even better now that he knew Jim was agreeing to be his mate.
    Shivers of desire raced through Donovan at the touch of Jim’s tongue against his. His hands slipped up Jim’s waist to his chest, pulling him closer until their bodies touched. Donovan’s body tingled at the contact. He wanted more.
    He needed more.
    “Shirt, Jim,” Donovan whispered against Jim’s lips as his fingers went to the buttons of Jim’s shirt. His fingers shook as he tried to unbutton each button without ripping them off when that was all he really wanted to do. He was going to have to convince Jim to invest in simpler shirts, ones he could rip off when the mood struck him, like now.
    “Fuck the shirt,” Jim growled as he grabbed the edges of his shirt and pulled, buttons flying everywhere. “You can buy me another one.”
    Yes! Donovan’s lips twisted into a smirk as his eyes traveled down the finer-than-fuck muscled chest and tight abdomen to Jim’s jeans, eagerly noting the large bulge trying to break through Jim’s zipper.
    “How much do your pants cost?”
    “I’ll make you a deal,” Jim said as he stepped back from Donovan, his hands going to the button of his jeans. “I’ll lose the jeans if you do, too.”
    Donovan was all too eager to comply. He quickly got to his feet and pulled his shirt over his head, dropping it on the floor before reaching for his jeans. As he did, his eyes came up to land on the most perfectly formed male body in the universe.
    Jim was glorious! Every damn inch of him, from the top of the collar-length black hair that seemed to curl lightly around Jim’s chiseled face down to the hard-muscled chest and abdomen. Donovan’s tongue stuck to the roof of his mouth when he looked lower and spied the thick cock jutting out from Jim’s small spattering of dark hair.
    Oh damn!
    “Donovan?”
    Donovan’s eyes flew up to meet Jim’s uncertain ones, his face burning red at being caught staring. “If I refuse to replace your shirt and jeans, will you have to go naked?” Donovan asked on a breathless whisper.
    Jim looked a little puzzled, shaking his head. “No, I have more clothes at home.”
    “That would be very unfortunate,” Donovan said as his eyes went back to Jim’s delectable body. “It’s a damn shame to cover up something that sexy.”
    “You think I’m sexy?”
    Donovan could hear the hesitation in Jim’s voice. He sent him a reassuring smile. “No, I think you’re lethal. I also think once we get settled into whichever house we decide on, clothing will be optional and highly frowned upon.”
    Donovan nearly choked on his tongue as Jim reached down to caress his cock, stroking it a few times. His eyes were glued to the slow motion of Jim’s hand. He didn’t want to pull his attention away from the man, but he needed to get out of jeans and get Jim into the bed. Like now!
    “Like what you see then?”
    “You have no idea.” Donovan gulped.
    His eyes never left Jim’s body as he quickly unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down his legs before kicking them away. As he stood to his full height, letting Jim get a look at his naked form for the first time, Donovan wondered if Jim would feel the same way about him.
    “Fuck!” Jim whispered. The hand on his dick stopped as Jim’s mouth fell open. Donovan heard the stunned amazement in Jim’s voice and hoped that it was a good thing.
    “I am such a dead man,” Jim groaned as he dropped his cock from his hand and reached out for Donovan’s body.
    “Wha—” Donovan started to ask in confusion, and just a little apprehension. Did Jim not like what he was seeing? Donovan had never stood naked in front of another man he wanted to impress. He felt…awkward.
    “If I wasn’t a