Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 80774 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 404(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80774 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 404(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
I watch as he makes his way upstairs, then bang my head against the couch a few times, needing to make sure I’m not sleeping and this is really happening. I try to slow down my breathing. My dick is softening, and I need a distraction, so I take our glasses to the kitchen and rinse them, then turn the lights out, grab my bag, and go upstairs.
I don’t know where the main bedroom is, but it doesn’t take me long to find it. Hunter is naked, coming out of the en suite, all sexy with his sculpted muscles, his thick cock hanging soft between his legs, and again, the best set of balls I’ve ever laid eyes on.
“I fucked someone,” is the first thing out of my mouth, which…I could have eased into it.
“Today?”
“Shit. No. After the blowjobs and before last night. I don’t know why I need to tell you. I probably should have last night, but—”
“You don’t owe me that,” he interrupts. “I appreciate you telling me, but I literally got off with you, then bailed and ignored you all week. You had no obligation to me.”
“I was safe. I used a rubber. I’m on PrEP and plan to get checked.”
“I’m negative. I’m checked regularly.” Hunter wraps his arms around my shoulders. “Don’t fuck anyone else, though. Not now. Not while we’re doing this. After, you can do what you want, but if we’re doing this, I don’t want anyone else to touch you.”
After. He’s confirming there will be an after, which I knew, but it doesn’t mean I like hearing it. But he’s also asking me to only be his for the time being, and while anyone else asking me for that would make me run, I won’t with him. “I’m all yours, baby,” I say cheekily.
Hunter chuckles. “And I won’t…with anyone else either.”
“Good.”
Hunter grins, then lowers to the ground. There’s not much that’s sexier than seeing Hunter King on his knees.
“I haven’t been with another guy…not ever.”
I guess since I told him something, he’s doing the same, though his feels more important. I’m not surprised he hadn’t been with a guy before Ellis since they were young, but he hasn’t in the last three years either? That is…big. And he’s choosing me.
“Okay,” I say. “I’ll be good to you.”
He unbuttons and unzips my pants, tugging them and my underwear down. Just seeing him naked and kneeling for me has me half hard. My dick twitches when he kisses my belly, once, twice, three times. He runs his tongue along my growing shaft, pressing his cheek against my skin, then dips lower, licking and sucking my balls, rubbing his face against them.
“Fuck, you taste good,” he says, and that about does me in. I’m fairly certain all the blood in my body is heading straight for my cock. I’m so fucking hard and needy for him already.
And as wild as it sounds, I’m nervous, nervous to fuck Hunter and what that will do to me. But God, I’m fucking dying for it.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Hunter
Sucking dick has always been something I really love. There’s something so primal about it, so satisfying, but having Lucas’s dick in my mouth is even more potent, more addicting. Everything he does makes me feel so damn good, and I want to do the same for him, want to pull him to the edge but not let him tip over until his dick is inside me. It’s not something I ever expected to have again. I honestly wasn’t sure if I’d ever let myself be with a man at all again, but being with Lucas is soothing something inside me I thought would be chaotic forever.
Last night, all I’d wanted was to fuck Lucas, to know what it’s like inside him, but today is the complete opposite. I need to know what it feels like to be full of him, to have him pump into me, touching me in places I long to be touched. It’s like, at any moment, I’m preparing for one of us to walk away, so I have to get all the experiences in now before it’s too late.
“Fuck, Hunt. You have such a good mouth,” he says as I bob on his cock. I love the sound of his voice, the way it’s a bit deeper when in the midst of pleasure, like he has to work harder to get the words out.
He pets my head gently, and when I look up, I see him staring at me, a small smile on his lips. Has anyone ever watched me as intensely as Lucas does? Not only when his dick is in my mouth, but all the time. It’s like he’s always studying for a test on me, like he has to memorize every detail so when he’s quizzed later, he won’t get anything wrong.