Love’s Eternal Beat by Jack Harper EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Jack Harper
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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For most people on this planet, sunshine in the morning is a welcome
occasion each day. However, I hardly consider it a blessing when I rarely
get to enjoy the typical bouts of solitude others do. Blinded by the
ultraviolet curse peering through our window, I awake to spot my doting
Papa Bear’s amber irises. Unlike the incessant assault shining down upon
me, catching a glimpse of my husband’s generous spirit is all too cherished.
All this to say is especially for a guy like me, who rarely sleeps next to
Dr. Brogan Baxter’s warm body on the weeks I spend at home. This
morning in particular is special for me and my husband. Raising my arm
with a yawn, I lasso around his neck like a sloth to a tree branch.
“Good morning, Papa Bear,” I whisper low, tracing my finger around
Brogan’s salted eyebrows.
My love smiles, flashing his award-winning chompers seen on
billboards and bus benches in the city over. He doesn’t have to speak a
word, as I already know what he’s thinking. Unfortunately for him, there’s
little time this morning for a quickie. However, I accept his embrace as he
buries his head into my bare chest, having worked up a sweat from the long
summer night.
His tongue, perhaps, could be the best morning greeting I’d ever be
gifted in this entire world. Licking the circumference of my nipples,
Brogan’s hand slides beneath our comforter for a warmer, most excited
southern region. God damn it, I missed this. My lips quiver, trying hard not
to jut a drop of pre-cum. But fuck, I returned home from a long shoot in
Milan around three this morning. So I can respect his need for a taste of my
love after two weeks away.
A moan swims from my lips as his palm grazes the tip of my cock with
fervor. “Mmmmmm.”
Nothing else in this world feels quite like his delicate touch. And I’d be
remiss if I didn’t admit that I missed him just as much as I know he’s
missed me. Telephone and Skype calls only go so far, to reach the center of
a person’s heart.
“Good morning to you, too, love,” Brogan mutters, furling a brow of
anticipation.
Hesitant to relent my snakelike clutch, an inevitable yawn forces me to
cover it politely. As contagious as the flu, Brogan returns the sentiment in
kind.
Stifling a deeper yawn than mine, he yammers with broken words. “You
think I should wrestle up a couple of waffles?”
I haven’t eaten since my layover yesterday evening at DFW airport
when I attempted to snarf a mediocre tuna sandwich. Of course, I’m fucking
famished.
“Yes, pleeassseee,” I whine playfully, nipping at his bottom lip for
another kiss.
His lips, however, are reminiscent of the salty-rimmed margarita I
downed after the two bites of tuna.
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