Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 81207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
He groans at my touch, then curses when I push into him. His hole is so fucking tight. My dick twitches, and I almost come.
Pleasuring Donovan goes straight to my head. I rut against the mattress, fucking my finger into him while I suck on his dick.
I take him as deep as I can, quirk my finger, try to find his prostate because I know it’s the best feeling ever. I brush my finger over it once, twice. He’s squirming, thighs tightening.
“I’m gonna come, babe. Pull off if you don’t want it. Fuck, I’m about to nut.”
But I don’t pull off.
I want it.
Did he not believe me when I said it before?
My mouth on his dick and my finger up his ass must be too much for him because a second later he’s saying my name, arching his body toward me and spilling a huge fucking load down my throat.
It’s…well, it’s cum. I’ve tasted my own, but something about knowing it’s Donovan’s makes it even hotter. He tastes different from me, and I like his even better.
I suck as much of him out as I can, keep swallowing until he’s done shooting and his hold on my head slackens. My scalp stings, but I like the feel of it, like knowing he was losing control.
“God, that was amazing. I want to die, but I need to taste you too.”
My lips pull into a grin. “There’s no chance I’m arguing with that.”
CHAPTER TWENTY
Donovan
I don’t give myself time to wrap my head around the fact that I just got a blowjob from Eric. It was all the things, too many things to consider, but right now, I really need to know what it’s like to have him in my mouth.
Eric flops onto his back beside me. His pale cock is flushed red and leaking. “Probably not gonna give my best performance. I’m not gonna last long. I almost came just from sucking you off. I’ll show off my stamina next time.”
“Can I finger you?” Now that I know Eric is into ass play, because of me, it’s basically impossible to think of anything other than what it would be like to feel him from the inside.
“Fuck yes. I’ve always been curious about someone else doing that. I felt nervous about asking women, ya know?”
“Actually, no. Never been with a woman, remember?” I tease.
“Can I have like two seconds? I just want to freshen up,” he says, and I nod. Eric likely doesn’t know his body as well as I do mine. I take fiber daily and planned for this possibility. He wouldn’t have thought of that.
“Of course.” It’s not like this isn’t something I’m used to.
Eric hobbles on his boot to the bathroom, closing the door behind him. My head spins the whole time he’s gone, thinking about the fact that Eric just swallowed my cum and now I’m about to do the same to him.
He’s back faster than I anticipated, or maybe I was so lost in thought, I didn’t notice. But before I realize it, Eric is falling back to the bed and saying, “Suck me, D. I’m dying here.”
My body tingles hearing that from him, and yeah, what is taking me so long?
I grab the lube because I do want to make sure this is good for him, slick my fingers up, and then reach down, playing with his hole as I lower my mouth to his cock. He’s gone soft, but it doesn’t take me long to get him hard again, rubbing his rim and licking his dick.
I’m proud of the fact that I’m good at this. I love to bring a guy off with my mouth, love the feeling of power I get from it, but I want it to be even better for Eric. I want mine to be the best mouth that’s ever been on his cock, that no other blowjob would compare. I need him to remember it when this is over and we stop messing around.
Which is so unlike me and maybe a bit of a dick move, but I can’t help it.
I take him all the way to the back of my throat, swallow around his head and hum.
“Oh fuck,” Eric cries out, and I pull off some, then do it again and again and again, sucking him as far back as I can, lips stretched around his girth, while I work my finger into his ass.
My mind replays Eric’s Oh fuck, followed by thinking, He’s so tight and I can’t believe I’m doing this to Eric.
I slide my finger in and out of him, remember what he said about his balls earlier, so I pull off and give them some attention, licking and sucking, tasting sweat and inhaling his intoxicating scent, while I savor all of Eric that I can.
I really need him to come in my mouth, though…like soon. The thought of Eric spilling down my throat is like a high I never knew I craved.