Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 101764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 339(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 339(@300wpm)
Thankfully, Alex seemed to be on the same page. We tore at our clothing, tossing fabric in every direction. Since I wore nothing but flannel pants and briefs, I stripped down faster than he did. Once naked, I watched as he rid himself of his boots, socks, and jeans. The second he kicked his boxer briefs off his foot, we flew toward each other like two opposite magnetic poles.
“Fuck yes,” I said as our naked bodies lined up from our heads to the tips of our toes. Every inch of the warm, smooth skin that taunted me every night we worked was finally mine to touch, lick, and enjoy.
“God, you feel good.” He mouthed at my pulse point while we ground our dicks together.
“This ass is what feels good,” I said against his hungry lips as I grabbed a cheek in each hand. The firm flesh overfilled my palms. I squeezed and molded his ass like I was a master sculptor with fresh clay.
“I like your hands on me.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes, I fucking love it.”
“Mmm.” I crept my fingers inward toward his crease, then spread his ass, massaging as I exposed him.
He bucked in my arms, then dropped his forehead to my shoulder.
“It’s been a while,” he said, clinging to my sides. “A long while. I don’t bottom often. I’ll need some solid prep.”
“My pleasure.” And it would be. I couldn’t wait to work him open on my fingers to prepare him to take my dick. I shouldn’t be so turned on by the fact no one had been inside him for a long time, but I fucking loved it.
Unless…
“Wait,” I said as an unfamiliar bout of uncertainty crawled up my spine. I didn’t release him, but I stilled my hands on his ass. “You’re not just doing this because you feel bad about earlier, right? Because—”
He huffed a half-laugh, then lifted his head, meeting my gaze. “No, Ryder, I’m not doing this because I feel bad for acting like a dickhead. I’m asking you to fuck me because I want your cock so deep in my ass it throws off my heart rate.”
“Oh fuck.” I looked to the ceiling with a groan. The tip of my dick was already wet as I leaked from his sexy words. “Who knew you were such a poet?”
He chuckled, but it turned into a moan when my fingers resumed their journey, playing up and down his crack.
“Get on the bed.”
Nodding like a bobblehead doll, Alex scrambled onto my king-size bed, giving me a prime view of his meaty ass. The one I’d be deep inside soon. I moved to my nightstand, retrieving a condom and a fresh bottle of lube. When I turned to the bed, I found Alex on his back, lightly stroking his hard cock. His face was flushed and eyes glassy as he stared at my dick, where it jutted from my body.
“Hurry, Ryder. Get me prepped. I—” He swallowed and allowed me to see the vulnerability in his eyes. A vulnerability he didn’t show to anyone. “I need it.”
I tossed the supplies on the bed, then crawled up and over him. “You take care of so much. Tonight, I’ll take care of you. And, baby, I’m gonna make it so good you’ll never want to leave my bed.”
His eyes flared at the pet name, but he didn’t comment.
“Spread your legs.”
He did, drawing up his knees. I kneeled between his thighs, reaching for the lube. He’d slowed his hand on his cock to an occasional stroke, nothing to ramp him up, just a little fondling to take off the edge.
We stared at each other as I coated two fingers in lube. He sank his teeth into his lower lip, letting me see his apprehension without words.
I warmed the lube between my fingers, then batted his hand out of the way. “My turn.”
He cursed as I sucked the head of his dick between my lips. By now, after weeks of hooking up when we had the time, his scent and taste were familiar.
And intoxicating.
As was the recognizable moan when I slipped my tongue under the tip and pressed upward.
“Fuck yes.” He slid his fingers into my hair, petting me. It was another thing I’d become accustomed to and looked forward to each time I sucked him.
I spent the next few minutes working him over with the back of my throat. When groans upped to shouts of pleasure, I released his cock and dipped my head to take his balls into my mouth.
“Christ.” His hips arched off the bed, and my scalp stung from the tug on my hair as I massaged his sac with my tongue. “I love that.”
The whispered words said almost reverently had me smiling against his balls.
“You are so fucking good at this,” he said, panting between the words.
Who knew Alex would turn out to be so good for my ego?