Page 94 of The Hopelessly Bromantic Duet
Then he pushes up on his elbows. “Get back on me,” he rasps, a sexy order.
I do as I’m told, and it feels so good as we grind and rub. But soon, lust crackles down my spine, my body warning me it’s go time.
I get a hand between us, reach for our dicks. Grasp, stroke, jerk.
He shakes his head. “My turn. I want to finish us off.” Jude swats my hand away, then works us together, his slick hand jerking us in tandem. Lust coils low in my stomach, a tight, hot knot. It gathers speed and intensity till my legs shake.
His hand flies between us. I am a ticking time bomb, and I’m going to detonate any second.
“TJ,” he growls. “I fucking want you so much.”
That’s it. That is all.
His words launch me into blissful oblivion, and I shoot all over his golden skin, groaning savagely, the world blinking off.
He’s right there with me, coming hard too.
When he lets go, I collapse onto him, our orgasms smearing together on our chests. All the evidence that past Jude and present Jude are here with me.
And maybe, just maybe, there’s a new future with Jude too.
It starts tonight, as we stay together in bed.
Only, in the morning, he’s on his phone, his eyes glued to the page.
What is he reading so intensely?
A glance at the screen gives me the answer.
He’s figured me out.
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JUST CALL ME DETECTIVE
Jude
As the sun rises, I jolt awake.
His books.
Holy fuck. That’s what he’s doing. He’s playing his heroes. Last night, I had a feeling he was putting on a show for me every now and then. Certain phrases tickled my brain.
Well, two can research, TJ.
I confirmed he’s been giving me lines with a quick scan of his books on my e-reader. As he sleeps next to me, I hunt through his stories. No wonder I had déjà vu. Last night, he played Hudson inMister Benefitswith a touch of Tanner fromThe Size Principle. I read a few reviews of those titles—they’re considered his coolest, most alpha heroes.
I shake my head, but I’m not annoyed, per se. I’m damn curiouswhyhe’d need to do that.
A few minutes later, TJ stretches, yawns, then opens his eyes. I don’t think before I speak. I dive right in. “Have you heard this scene fromMister Benefits?” I clear my throat and read from hisnovel. “I had a feeling you’d want champagne, so I ordered it for you.”
TJ’s eyes go wide.
I jump ahead to the next spot I bookmarked. “Why did I get you champagne? Because I want to know how it tastes on your lips.”
TJ swallows, then muttersshitunder his breath.
“Hold on, stud. I’ve got one more. Ahem.Let me put on some tunes. Then Hudson plays a moody, sexy number.”