by Chase Connor
“Oh, fuck it.” I grumbled hoarsely.
I rushed Lucas again and pulled him into me. This time he was waiting to move into my body as well. Our bodies crushed against each other as our mouths found each other again. Lucas hands went immediately to the front of my shirt and start undoing buttons. I moaned against his mouth as he pulled my shirt off of me and explored the bare flesh of my chest and stomach with his fingers, desperately, eagerly.
My hand slid between us and slid inside the front of his jeans and Lucas groaned against my mouth, his eyes opening in shock and yearning as I stroked him. I took his bottom lip between my teeth gently, my eyes on his, then I was kissing him again, our tongues battling as I continued the movements of my hand. Lucas’ body reacted to my stroking and my mouth on his as we did our best to make our bodies one right there in the middle of his living room.
Then we were on the floor and Lucas was on top of me, kissing at my neck as his hands undid my pants. His mouth moved to my chin, the front of my throat, then sucked at the flesh on either side of my neck. Then he was pulling me out of my pants and his mouth was on my chest. He moved lower, his tongue and lips tasting the flesh of my chest, my stomach, and then I felt him take me into his mouth. I screamed out in pleasure as his mouth sucked at me and his head bobbed up and down as my fingers wound their way through the dark silk on his head.
Lucas was then under me and I was repeating his actions, doing my best to bring him to the brink with my mouth, lips, tongue, and fingers. Both pairs of our pants got kicked off somehow and we were both naked and writhing on the floor, going after each other’s bodies like wild animals. Lucas seemed completely out of control, lost entirely to some unfulfilled desire as we practically consumed each other’s bodies right there on the wood floor of his living room.
Then I was inside of Lucas. Then he was inside of me. For what seemed like hours we explored every inch of each other, back and forth, slowly building, then pulling back, building some more. When I thought that neither of us could take the pleasure of each other’s bodies much longer, we’d pull back just enough to prolong this encounter. Finally, after what seemed like hours, but still not long enough, we both climaxed, screaming out in euphoria. When we finally collapsed on the floor, we were both panting like wild animals, sweat sealing our bodies together.
We lay on the floor, wrapped up in a tangle of arms and legs, panting, trying to get our breath back as our hearts thundered in our chests. My body was telling me that this had been the most explosive sexual encounter of my life. No one understood my body and how it worked like Lucas did. He had known every part of my body that was the most sensitive, the most erogenous, the most delicate…everything that drove me crazy in the best of ways.
When we finally calmed down, our breathing controlled and our hearts no longer galloping like horses within our chests, Lucas laid his head next to mine, staring at me. He leaned forward and kissed the side of my face. Then he moved to my lips and kissed me gently, his damp hair tickling my forehead as I kissed him back, my hand rising to caress the side of his face. He looked me in the eyes, his gilded jade eyes looking so soft and kind, and I wanted to do it all over again.
And that was confusing as Hell.
I didn’t do these things.
I didn’t have sex with guys I barely knew.
I had just seen a werewolf.
Everything in my life had been turned upside down in the matter of an evening, and now I was laying with a virtual stranger on his living room floor after having just had the best sex of my life. Not that there was a lot to compare it to—but it still came out on top. I sighed contentedly, pushing every other thought to the back of my head as Lucas placed a gentle kiss on my chest, then laid his head down upon it.
My date had been a werewolf.
I still had some of his blood on me.
Oma was a witch.
And I had just had sex with Lucas.
Did I love him?
Processing any of that information was too much for one person in such a short amount of time. How can one go from leading a seemingly normal life—even though being famous is never normal—and suddenly find out that werewolves are real? That their grandmother is a witch? That some guy they thought was going to be their straight best friend was actually a gay guy who had been pining for them for at least ten years? Lucas was suddenly asleep against my chest, his arms wrapped around me. And the sun was rising outside. I closed my eyes and decided to sleep. Everything could wait for a few hours.
“Jacob Michaels Is…”
A Point Worth LGBTQ Paranormal Romance series will return in Book 2!
About the Author
Chase Connor currently lives in Des Moines, Iowa with his dog and partner and spends his free time writing novellas/novels and erotica when he’s not busy being enthusiastic about laziness and waffles.
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Chase Connor’s LGBT+ YA Novellas/Novels
Just a Dumb Surfer Dude: A Gay Coming-of-Age Tale - ***CHASE’S FIRST YA LGBT NOVELLA*** Cooper is a genius. At least that's what everyone else keeps saying, even if he doesn't like it. But that's not his biggest problem. Being gay while attending Dextrus Academy, an all-boys prep school, and only having one other gay friend, life can be...difficult. Cooper wants to stay true to himself, and being a hormonal gay teen makes that difficult at times. So far, he's managed to navigate being a good son, a good student, a best friend, and not lose himself in the process. But when Logan, a hot surfer dude, transfers to Dextrus Academy, is it possible that Cooper will lose himself for a chance at true happiness?
Gavin’s Big Gay Checklist - Gavin is miserable. But it's not what you think. Okay, maybe it is. Being half-Mexican, half-white, Jewish and Catholic is hard enough. Being a closeted high school senior just makes things harder to handle. Only Eli, Gavin's best friend who lives next door--and who happens to be a white, straight, home-schooled son of a preacher--knows who Gavin really is inside and out. But that's not enough. Gavin decides to make a list. A checklist of "To Do" items to help him become an open, proud gay man before his high school career is over. Before he heads off to college and leaves behind his mother and father, hopefully with their love and support. However, what the checklist does is educate Gavin about life--not just as a gay man--but simply as a man. It teaches him about friendship, honesty, kindness, duty, responsibility, and family. Maybe...just maybe...it will teach him to not be miserable.
Gavin's Big Gay Checklist starts out as the story of how a young gay man sets out to accomplish "gay" tasks on his path to coming out of the closet. But it ends up being about life, friendship, family, all of the misery and happiness along the way...and menudo.
A Tremendous Amount of Normal - Noah is normal. He’s full of normal. His older brother Will tells everyone all of the time. Even if they don’t believe him. Noah doesn’t understand why kids in school call him a “retard”. He’s not intellectually disabled. In fact, he’s very smart. But a lot of people call Will a fag—so maybe it’s kind of like that. Neurotypical people don’t always make sense. Noah doesn’t understand love in the same way that his brother Will does. But maybe that’s because neurotypical people don’t understand love as deeply as Noah does? Noah is full of understanding. And so is Will. Noah wants a girlfriend. His brother Will may never be able to have a boyfriend. Maybe they need to redefine normal?
A Surplus of Light - "He's a psycho." That's what Mike is told when he asks who the kid is with the dark swoop of hair and eyes that look like icebergs floating in milk. From that moment, it becomes Mike's mission to find out everything about this kid. The ki
d who can fight better than anyone, but doesn't want to. The kid who is the greatest artist Mike's ever met. The kid who only wants to be his friend during the lightest days of summer. The kid who tells him that being his friend at school will only ruin Mike's reputation. Regardless of what the kid tells Mike, he doesn't realize that summer is the best time--it has the most light--and it makes it easier for Mike to see who he truly is. And there's no way Mike will back off once he sees this kid for who he truly is.
Table of Contents
Jacob Michaels Is Tired
Jacob Michaels Is Tired
A Point Worth LGBTQ Paranormal Romance
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter Two
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
A Point Worth LGBTQ Paranormal Romance series will return in Book 2!
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