Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 86364 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 432(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86364 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 432(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
“I’m serious. You’re the only one I’ve been with since we met, and you’re the only one I’ve begged to fuck me raw. Give me this.”
My fingers tightened on his hair and the blood racing past my ears became a roar. Whatever common sense or good intentions I had left were obliterated. I’d wanted this too, for far longer than I wanted to admit.
“I guess you better get me good and wet,” I ground out between clenched teeth while loosening my hold on his hair.
Parker flashed me a brilliant smile before he resumed freeing my cock from my clothes.
The blowjob was quick and so damn sloppy. The wet noises coming from him were indecent, and I loved it. Not that I needed him to get me more worked up than I already was. After a few passes, I was pulling him up and turning him toward the car. He lay across the back seat with his feet on the ground and that delectable ass in the air.
Using the dome light in the car to see, I spit on his pink hole and used two saliva-slicked fingers to work it in, stretching him.
“Just do it. I’m still loose from last night’s marathon,” he groaned.
I was counting on last night’s marathon to give me some staying power now.
But I was so fucking wrong.
As soon as I pushed the head of my cock into that incredible, tight heat, I was a goner. Nothing had prepared me for the amazing feel of him. My toes curled in my shoes, and I gripped his hips hard enough to bruise. So velvety soft. Tight muscles massaging me, pulling me deeper with each thrust. I stared between us, watching my cock penetrate him, losing myself in his body. I wanted to take it slow, savor everything about this moment, but I was teetering on the edge.
And then there were the noises coming out of Parker. He’d never been quiet a moment in his life, and he wasn’t going to start now. Each moan and whimper to go harder, faster. The slap of our sweaty skin echoed in the open space.
“Come. Come in my ass. I want to feel it. Hear it. Come in me,” he chanted.
I always tried to make sure he came first, but Parker fucking broke me. A few more frantic thrusts and I came hard into his hot, tight channel.
I continued fucking him slowly through my cum, letting him feel it, hear the wet noises. He groaned and shuddered.
“Fuck,” he muttered against the leather seat.
“What’s wrong?” I braced my forearm on the car and leaned most of my weight on it because my legs were shaking and threatening to buckle. My dick remained buried in his ass because I had no intention of leaving him any sooner than I had to.
“I just came on your seat.”
“So?”
“I wanted to flip over and come in your mouth, but it felt too good.”
That put the smile only Parker saw on my lips. Reluctantly, I retreated, removing my dick from his hole. In the thin dome light, a silvery thread of cum slipped out. With my index finger, I gathered it up and carefully pushed it back in. A little hum of pleasure rose from Parker as I moved my finger in and out of his hole.
How the hell was I supposed to use condoms with him now?
It wasn’t just the incredible feel of being bare inside his body. I’d left part of myself in Parker. Marked him. There was no way in hell I was going to let someone else touch him, and I had zero desire to have this connection with anyone else. There was one way to fix that.
“Parker, would you be willing to date me?”
There was a long moment of silence that was finally broken by a loud bark of laughter.
16
PARKER CAIN
Laughing at that moment was not the best response.
But in my defense, he’d just fucked my brains out. I wasn’t thinking clearly. I might have been light-headed and delirious still.
Luckily, I only needed to hear his dissatisfied grunt to realize I’d screwed up. He stepped away, his belt jingling above the sounds of the frogs and crickets restarting their symphony now that we’d finished. I scrambled to my feet and tried to chase after him while fighting to get my pants up. My head spun and my knees gave out.
“Fuck! Come here!” I shouted after him while ordering my body to obey me.
“It’s fine.”
“It’s not fine,” I snapped. I caught his arm and held him in place by the trunk. My briefs were up, but my pants were around my ankles. “I laughed because I didn’t think you were serious.”
“Why?”
“Declan!” For a moment, I was speechless, but I found my words again quickly enough. “I’ve got your cum leaking out of my ass. We’ve been fucking for almost a year, and I’ve been living with you for a week. We’ve done this all ass-backward. It’s like we’ve skipped the entire dating phase. It would have made more logical sense for you to ask me to marry you.”