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Make Me Fall
By Riley Nash

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Water, Air, Earth, Fire, Book 2

You can’t fly without falling, so close your eyes and let go.

People ask me if I’m human. If I have feelings. If I’ve ever loved anyone. I’m the lawyer who has never lost a case because I have nothing else to live for.

Until Jonah.

He’s my complete opposite: a reckless boy twelve years younger than me, made of sunshine and wicked smiles, pure and breathtaking.

It all starts with a secret. He wants to find out if he’s bi, and he begs me to teach him because we’ll never see each other again.

Until he shows up on my doorstep with nowhere else to go. I can’t draw lines faster than we blur them. He’s the unstoppable force; I’m the immovable object. When we collide, things get filthy. Complicated. More beautiful than I ever could have imagined.

He’s the only person ever to learn the truth: I’ve always been human. I’ve always had feelings. I’ve been so, so afraid to lose.

Because the moment we find enough trust to jump is the moment we realize our wings might be too broken to fly.

A heartfelt, emotional story of two lonely souls searching for meaning, featuring a bi awakening, grumpy/sunshine opposites attract, an age gap, and a main character with a disability.

The books in this series take place in the same universe and have recurring characters, but each book is a standalone that can be read separately or in any order!

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My cock betrays me when he eases my boxers around my thighs, jutting out obscenely, tip flushed dark. He freezes, and when his lips part nothing comes out. I’m so overwhelmed that at first I can’t think why. I’m not that big. When it hits me, I grin so wide it hurts my jaw. “What do you think, huh?”

I can hear a deep rumble in his chest as his thumb traces the thick titanium ring piercing the top of my cockhead. He trails lower, along the soft, shivering skin of my shaft, until he reaches the Jacob’s Ladder climbing the underside. I completely fail at biting back another moan when he presses harder, grinding his finger over the ridges of the barbells and dropping into the spaces between, one, two, three, four. “I don’t like surprises,” he says quietly. “Straight farm boy.”

“You like this one.” He can’t keep his eyes off them, and it’s making me even harder. After all the pain and adrenaline and never-ending aftercare, no one has gotten to admire the finished product except me and my last girlfriend. “They’re supposed to feel crazy good. They made my ex scream when she came.”

He groans softly, like I just broke him. “What else are you hiding?” His thumb finds the corner of my mouth, then hooks its way inside without warning, pushing my teeth apart, which was not in my dreams but sure as fuck will be now.

“I’m a man of many mysteries,” I announce proudly, indistinctly through a mouthful of his thumb, and our eyes meet. I’m fighting not to laugh, because what a fucking stupid thing to say, and suddenly I realize he is too, his eyes softening. He looks so much younger like this. Fighting a strange urge to let go of the handle above my head and cup his face in my hand, I shift my focus to his lips. They’re full but not thick, perfectly shaped. “Can I ask you to put my cock in your mouth?” I blurt, that whole saying-things-without-thinking problem again, still muffled by his finger on my tongue.

The skin around his eyes wrinkles a little. He doesn’t look mean, not really, no matter how much he wants to think he does. “I don’t know. Can you?” His wet thumb slides out along my lip.

I want to say something hot, something that gets to his cock the way he gets to mine, but he’s so damn suave and intense and I’m just a low-class tornado of bad ideas and awkward fumbling. So I let out the first, most honest thing to come to my head. “I’m scared to, because I’m still trying to prove you wrong. If you suck my cock, I think I’m gonna lose the argument. I think I’m gonna say anything you want.”