Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 70630 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70630 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Jeremy writhed in my arms, hips jerking forward, fucking into my fist. Then he clamped his hand over mine, urging me faster.
“Right there. So good, so… Fuck!”
He nearly collapsed, and I tightened my arm around his waist, holding him up. I was right there with him, my balls tight, fire licking up my spine. No. Not yet. I didn’t want it to end.
Then he slipped his hand into the back of my pants, fingers sliding along the crease of my ass. “More,” I begged, voice hoarse, desperate. When he pressed against my hole, I couldn’t stop the gasp. I’d never wanted anything like I wanted this.
He must’ve sensed it, because he pushed harder, one finger slipping inside. That was it. I was done. I hovered on the edge, and then I came, hard, my orgasm crashing through me like a wave that threatened to drown me. I couldn’t tell where I ended and he began.
“Holy fuck!” Jeremy shouted, his body shaking as he came. His cum spilled over our joined hands, hot and messy and perfect
Even as we softened, I didn’t let go. I couldn’t. I didn’t want this to be over.
Jeremy touched my arm. “Are you okay?”
Was I? I wasn’t sure. But I wasn’t going to freak out—not again. This wasn’t just about sex. This was about Jeremy.
“I’m fine,” I said, hoping it sounded convincing.
He grabbed a dishcloth, cleaned himself off, and then took care of me. I stood there, watching him like it was all happening to someone else. I had to say something. Anything. “I don’t want to leave.”
His eyes lit up. “Good. I don’t want you to.”
“Really?”
He nodded. “Really. Now tell me what else you want.”
I didn’t hesitate. “I want to do that again. Maybe not that exactly, but—”
“I want you to fuck me.”
“Jesus.” My cock twitched to life. Again. Just hearing those words from him…
Jeremy laughed. “I like you like this.”
“Stunned? Horny?”
“Uncertain. This is the real you, isn’t it? Not the tough guy you pretend to be.”
I bristled—briefly, but I wanted to be honest with Jeremy. “Maybe. I think so.”
He nodded, accepting the words like they were enough. I looked away, unable to take the kindness in his expression. How the hell could it be so hard to let someone care about me? I didn’t even know who I was half the time—Marine, scared kid, lost civilian…
Jeremy tucked himself back in but didn’t fasten his jeans. “Let’s go upstairs for more privacy.”
I glanced around, finally realizing we were in the damn kitchen with the windows wide open. What the hell was wrong with me?
“I should’ve thought about that.”
Jeremy waved it off. “If someone’s spying, they get what they deserve.”
God. This man. I pulled my pants up enough to follow him up the stairs.
Once we were in his bedroom, he started stripping. I barely managed to pull off my shirt because I couldn’t stop staring. His skin, smooth and pale, those lean lines—I couldn’t believe I was about to be naked with him. In a real bed with clean sheets.
All the sex I’d had was rushed and impersonal. This wasn’t going to be like that. The thought of sliding slowly into Jeremy made my cock throb.
He turned and caught me staring. “You look… predatory.”
“I want you. You’re… fuck, you’re beautiful.” I’d never thought I’d be into someone like him—refined, elegant—but now he was the only thing I wanted.
Jeremy grinned. “The first day I met you, I couldn’t stop staring at your ass.”
I felt heat rise to my cheeks. “I wanted you the second I saw you, but I didn’t think someone like you would want me.”
“You mean a nerd like me?”
“No. You’re smart, put together…”
He shook his head. “I’m a mess. I don’t even know what I’ll be doing in three months. I love this house, but it doesn’t make sense to keep it.”
I pressed a finger to his lips. “To me, you’re perfect.”
He made this soft, broken sound, like he didn’t believe me, so I kissed him. His lips were exactly how I imagined—soft, giving, mine. I licked his bottom lip. He moaned, and I felt him pressed against me—warm, hard, real.
We stumbled toward the bed. He landed on his back, stroking himself, waiting for me. My mouth went dry.
“I’ve never… sucked a guy off before,” I admitted, heart hammering. “But I want to try.”
His throat bobbed. “Please. I want you to try everything with me.”
I knelt, took his cock in my hand, and inhaled deeply. Spring. Clean sweat. Jeremy. I licked the tip, surprised by the taste—sharp but not unpleasant. I pressed my tongue into the slit, then took him in, just a few inches.
Jeremy gasped. “Fuck, you’re killing me.”
I teased him, licking, kissing, tasting every inch. When I nibbled his balls, he made a noise that made my dick twitch. I took him deeper, needing to see him come undone. He pushed at my shoulders.