Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 104802 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 524(@200wpm)___ 419(@250wpm)___ 349(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104802 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 524(@200wpm)___ 419(@250wpm)___ 349(@300wpm)
“Cillian,” he says, looking up at me through smudged lenses. “I love it so much. I’m going to want it all the time.”
“Not it,” I say, still slamming into his eager body.
“You. Want you. I want you so much. You’re all I think about. I don’t care about the rest of it, just how you make me feel.”
There’s not a force in nature that can keep my mouth from his. I close the distance between us, crushing our lips together, pushing my tongue inside him, my cock still at home in his ass.
I slow my thrusts slightly, savor the feel of him, his sweat-slicked skin against mine, the way we fit together, our shapes contorting in any way they can for our two puzzle pieces to make a bigger picture.
Ollie reaches around and grabs my ass, drags his nails up and down my back as he clings to me, wraps his legs around me, mumbles words into my mouth, spilling secrets that shouldn’t be truths, but I know they are.
Is this what it feels like for Tiernan and Dean? If so, I finally understand why Tiernan couldn’t stay away from him, why once he had him, there was no denying that Dean was T’s.
Is it like this for everyone? This overwhelming, unexplainable thing you can’t put into words but is the realest part of you there is?
I don’t know whether to laugh or cry. Scream or celebrate. Because it’s everything I didn’t know I wanted and hands down the scariest thing I’ve ever done…because what happens when you have this, then lose it?
I force my mouth away from his, look down at his lust-glazed eyes, at the smile he gives me while I hammer into him. The way he looks at me…it’s another thing I can’t describe. I just know I want to be whatever it is he sees so it won’t ever change.
My hair falls into my eyes, and I shake it out, not wanting anything between me and Ollie.
“Come in me. Please, Cillian. Come in me. I need you to breed me.”
“You need my cum? Want to be messy and full of me? I’m gonna keep you overflowing with my jizz all the time now. I always want part of me inside you.” I push up a little higher onto my knees so there’s more space between us. “Jack yourself off. Come on my cock, and then I’ll give you all the cum you want, breed your tight little hole the way only I can.”
Ollie doesn’t have to be asked twice. His hand goes straight to his dick, grip firm as he tugs on his erection. He still doesn’t turn away from me, doesn’t close his eyes, looks at me as though there’s no other possibility in this moment.
There’s nothing in the world like being inside his body. It’s killing me not to let go, but I need him to come first.
“Right there. Harder. I need it hard right there.”
I growl in response, pulling almost all the way out, then snapping my hips again, pegging Ollie the way he’s begging. His breathing picks up, his eyes getting glossier, body twitchy, and I know he’s barely hanging on.
“Let go for me. Let me see how pretty you are when you come filled with my cock.”
It’s exactly what Ollie needs to careen over the edge. It’s like a free fall, I see it in him, feel it in myself. His body arches, cock twitches, balls draw up tight as he shoots cum onto his chest every time my hips snap forward. His ass spasms, my name spilling on his tongue, Ollie an anchor, pulling me under with him.
My muscles go rigid, sparks dancing down my spine, the world fading in and out as I let go, lose myself to the pleasure, give him the load his body worked so hard to pull from my balls. I feel it inside him, spilling out, coating my cock, and I just keep coming, getting drained dry by the magic that is Ollie. And when there is nothing left inside me, I fall down beside him, take his mouth, kiss my way down his torso, licking up all the salty fluid there. Sweat, cum, all of it.
He doesn’t speak, doesn’t move other than his eyes fluttering open and closed.
I want to pull him into my arms, to hold him close and give him my secrets and beg him to stay, but instead I say, “I’ll be right back.”
“Don’t go.” He reaches for me.
“I’m not going far.” I need to clean up because if this night goes the way I think it will, Ollie will want me in his mouth.
I hurry to the bathroom, wet a cloth, quickly soaping and cleaning up my dick and groin area, before wetting it again and going back to him. He’s sitting up slightly, watching me, seeing what I did, and biting his lip. Yes, I did that for you, but I did it for me too.