Sleigh Ride (Minnesota Christmas Book 2) by Heidi Cullinan Read Free Book Online Page B

muscle and a tiny beer belly. Despite none of this being Gabriel’s usual turn-on, a medium-grade heat burned off some of his unease. “I— This isn’t what I planned.”
    Arthur could play Santa, because he had the laugh. “Sweetheart. That’s half the fun. Nobody saw this coming.” He stroked Gabriel’s arm again. “This is just sex. Two healthy, sexy guys making a spark and itching a scratch together. You hide quite a fire under those librarian glasses. I put them on the coffee table, by the way.”
    Blinking, Gabriel reached for his face, shocked to find his glasses gone. When and how had that happened?
    Arthur smiled sideways. “You’re cute with them on, but damn, you’re hot as fuck with them off. Like Clark Kent.” He ran his fingers through Gabriel’s hair. “Let’s get you off, Superman.”
    Sliding their bodies together, Arthur kissed Gabriel almost sweetly. Gabriel’s head spun as he tried to catch up, though his body was already back in the game. That was it? He bit off a color, and Arthur behaved? If he’d said red when Arthur wouldn’t leave, would he have gone?
    Thank God he hadn’t.
    Except his thoughts kept churning, wondering what would happen now, what this is just sex meant, whether Arthur had really meant it when he said Gabriel was sexy.
    With a chuckle, Arthur broke the kiss and tweaked Gabriel’s nose. “Now I get the non-con. You got a brain that won’t quit, even in bed. I’ll take this back up a notch. I don’t want you feeling uncomfortable, but this’ll be more fun if you can let go.”
    Gabriel skimmed his hands over Arthur’s shoulders, gaze anchoring on his pectorals. “This is always how I get. I’m sorry.” He knew it was annoying too, because every hookup and boyfriend had assured him so, over and over.
    Arthur didn’t seem annoyed, though. “Nothing to be sorry about, sugar. You’re keeping me on my toes is all. I appreciate a challenge. Tell me I can’t do something, suddenly it’s all I want.”
    “Oppositional defiant.” Gabriel’s breath hitched, and his eyes fell closed as Arthur nested their cocks in his hand again.
    “Shut off that curly head and let me drive your body. I got your number, librarian. I know what you like. Even if you don’t want me to talk about how dirty you want it. Because what I told you to do wasn’t too far. It was only too soon.” His thumb teased the tip of Gabriel’s glans as he thrust. “You want me to make you do nasty things. Make you do them. Not because you’re too ashamed to ask for them.” He sucked on Gabriel’s earlobe before growling the rest in a whisper against Gabriel’s hair. “The shame’s your favorite part. Isn’t it, baby?”
    Gabriel jerked, a thread of fear undoing his desire. It was true, but it made him feel naked that Arthur knew. Arthur who wasn’t his friend. Arthur who made him crazy.
    Arthur whose hip grinds should be illegal.
    “Hush.” Arthur bit lightly on Gabriel’s bottom lip. “This is just you and me. This is our fun time. Safe space. I’d never use any of this against you.” He tucked more snugly into Gabriel’s groin and ground out thrusts that made Gabriel moan. “I am gonna fuck you, Gabe. Gonna fuck you dirty right here on your couch. Every time you pass it you’re gonna think about how you spread for me. Gonna think about how it’s gonna happen again, how every time I’ll make it worse. Pretty soon you won’t be able to sit on this couch, you’ll be so embarrassed, remembering.”
    Gabriel floated away on Arthur’s words, letting them drown out the nattering in his head. Arthur moved Gabriel’s body, called him slut boy and pretty whore. When Arthur pushed Gabriel’s knees up, wrapping Gabriel’s hands around his own shins, Gabriel didn’t fight him, only did as Arthur told him. Whimpering and pulling himself open to Arthur’s dark gaze, he quivered as Arthur indexed his body, objectifying it, explaining how he was going to fuck it.
    When Arthur