Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 70489 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70489 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
“Eat your ass.”
“Jesus, Alex.” A wave of desire rushed through me so strong the edges of my vision went dark. Alex noticed that my knees had buckled. He shoved the sweats down, letting my now hard-as-hell cock spring free. I sat on the edge of the bed.
“I guess you like that idea.” I looked up to see him smiling.
“Fuck, yes. You can do it right now.”
“I think that might be too much for you tonight.”
I growled. “You let me decide that.”
“I could put you to bed and leave.”
“You would regret it.”
He shrugged. “Maybe. Maybe not.”
“Dammit, Alex.”
He ignored me as he slowly unbuttoned the shirt I’d been given. It probably belonged to my cousin Lance, based on how fucking big it was. The man’s shoulders were legendary.
When all the buttons were undone, he lifted it carefully off my right shoulder.
Ales’s eyes went wide. “Oh my God. I mean, I know you were hurt, but you’re bleeding through your gauze. What if… what if it hadn’t hit your arm?”
I used my good hand to lift his chin. “It didn’t. I’m going to be fine.”
“Do you need new gauze or something? “
“Not yet. You can help me with that in the morning.” He would need to go to class in the morning. I shouldn’t keep him here, but I didn’t want to let him go. He pulled the shirt off my other arm and discarded it.
“Should you put your sling back on?”
“I’ll be more comfortable without it.”
He glanced down at my arm, then met my eyes again. “Are you supposed to wear it all the time?”
“No.”
“If I called the doctor, would she confirm that?”
“Fuck, Alex. Just get on with it.” His smile made me incapable of staying mad at him. He wanted to take care of me. But I was supposed to be the one taking care of him.
“It’s okay for you to relax. I got this.” He rubbed his thumb over my lower lip as I stared at him. I bit the soft pad of it, and he sucked in his breath. “Enough of that. Lie down. I’ll help you if you need me to.”
I did as he said, thankful for the ab workouts that made it easy to lie down without using my arms.
He let his eyes run up and down my body. “You’re so fucking hot.”
“I—”
“Don’t say anything. You know you are.”
“Fine. I am.”
He studied my cock, which was fully hard now. “What should I do with you now?”
“You’re going to ride me until I fill your ass with cum.”
He sucked in his breath. “That sounds… great.”
“Great? How insulting.”
“Fantastic. Amazing. Incredible. Stupendous.”
“Stop. Get the lube, then turn around and show me how you open yourself up. You’re going to finger-fuck yourself good and deep, and I’ll tell you when to stop. You aren’t allowed to touch your cock, and you sure as hell aren’t allowed to come until I say so. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Professor.” He undressed quickly, tossing his clothes on the floor. I enjoyed watching his naked body as he retrieved the lube.
“Like this?” he asked, straddling my legs reverse cowboy style with the lube in his hand.
“Yes. Bend over, ass in the air.” He slicked up his fingers, then obeyed. “Good boy. Now, get to work on that hole.”
“So filthy.”
I huffed. “You love it.”
“Yeah.”
He pushed a finger into his ass, tentatively working it in and out. Damn, it was fucking hot to watch. He was too cautious though. I didn’t want that. I wanted him to really fuck himself the way he wanted me to take him. “Harder. Add more fingers.”
“I… I need to go slow.”
I slapped his ass. “I don’t like slow. I want to watch you go fast.”
“Fuck, Dante.”
“Do it.” He pushed another finger into himself and groaned as he sank down, forcing them as deep as they could go. “That’s better. Now really fuck yourself.” He rose up and down, and I watched his ass swallow his fingers. “So fucking hot.”
He slid a third finger in, stretching himself wider. “That’s it. Get your ass ready for my cock.” His whimper made my cock throb. “Curl your fingers forward. Touch your prostate, but do not come.”
He cried out and shuddered. “Too much. God, Dante. It’s too much.”
“You can do it. You’re so good at doing what I say.”
“I am,” he said.
“That’s right. Now it’s time to turn around and ride my cock.”
He faced me, but he looked concerned. “I really don’t know if—”
“Don’t be hesitant now. You offered your ass, and I’m going to take it.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
No way in hell were we stopping now. Not after that show. “You’re going to hurt me worse if you don’t fuck my cock until I come.”
“But you probably aren’t supposed to exert yourself.”
“Alex, I’m going to be fine. I need this, and so do you. Look, your cock is dripping for me.”