Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 82201 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82201 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
In the meantime…I had both of them showering me with attention.
I shivered and stretched out one of my legs.
Kyle hummed around my cock, and he slid a hand up my thigh.
Fuck. Just like that.
Nate kissed his way down to Kyle. “I’m gonna get your ass ready for the next one. He doesn’t do gentle.”
Oh, I could…
There was a time and a place for everything.
But now wasn’t it.
“Ready when you are,” Kyle murmured. He reached over and captured Nate in a deep kiss that quickly turned into an intoxicating show to watch.
I gripped my cock and stroked it slowly.
Maybe I was getting ready sooner than I’d thought.
In fact, I wanted to get in on the action right now.
I joined them in the middle of the bed, and it was the headiest fucking thing. Just letting our bodies give and take, making out together, forgetting where one started and the other ended, kissing one man and teasing the other, feeling teeth and blunt fingernails across my skin, hands wandering—
“Jesus fuck,” I exhaled. I kissed Kyle again and pulled Nate in too. My hands had to be on them—one of them, either of them, both of them—at all times, it seemed. Nathan was everything I loved, and Kyle was the new shiny toy, and fuck me, was he hot.
Especially the glimpses I saw of him struggling—because it was so clear to me that this was a man who was usually dominant. A Top, even. So, I bet it wasn’t second nature for him to stand down.
I cupped his cheek and kissed him deeply for a quick beat. “Get on all fours at the edge of the bed. I’ll want my feet on the floor for this.”
The look of sheer need he gave me was enough to make me impatient too.
“When the hell did it get dark out?” Nate panted.
Didn’t know, didn’t care.
I gritted my teeth and pumped in and out of Kyle harder and harder.
God-fucking-dammit, I’d been close for the past ten minutes, it felt like. But my legs were fucking killing me. I’d cramped up twice already, and it made me feel old.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.” I growled.
Nate collapsed on the bed, chest heaving, cock spent, sweat glistening—and I envied him. I wanted to get there too.
“I hope you don’t mind bruises, Marine.” I realized my fingers were digging into his hips to the point where it had to hurt.
“Won’t be able to walk either at this rate,” he panted. “Don’t fucking stop. Christ on a fucking—hnngh. I’m right there.”
Oh fuck, like that—the way he just clenched down and pushed back on my cock. If he did that any tighter, he’d pull the rubber with him, for chrissakes. A shudder ran through me, and before I knew it, he cranked things up further. He eased back toward me and looped an arm around my neck, and we met in a messy kiss.
I swept my tongue into his mouth and caught a quick glance of his hand working his cock. The pressure built up faster, fucking finally, forcing back the ache of my muscles.
He pushed back when I rammed in, and we chased our release together. Fucking desperately.
Goose bumps rose across my arms, and a bead of sweat trickled down my temple.
“I’m gonna come,” he moaned.
Thank fuck. Seeing it became my own undoing. Ropes of come shot from his cock, and I felt the pleasure pull me under at last. It rushed through me in hot pulses and made me feel feverish. And like I was underwater.
I fucked him until I couldn’t anymore. And then…everything went quiet. Buried balls deep, condom filled, I dropped my forehead to the dip between his shoulder blades, and the only thing I heard was our heavy breathing.
Sweet Jesus, I was done.
I needed a shower, maybe an energy drink, definitely a big fat hoagie, and sleep.
In that order.
Could I even find a hoagie in fucking England?
Probably not.
“How is my ass,” Kyle panted, “on fire and…” He swallowed. “And completely numb at the same time…”
I let out a breathless chuckle, unable to respond.
Gimme a minute or fourteen.
“I don’t know, but I’ve been there,” Nate yawned. “Can we get something to eat now? I’m hungry.”
Kyle blew out a heavy breath. “There’s a kebab place on the corner. It’s decent.”
It wasn’t a hoagie, but it would do.
For the record, if Nate wanted to thank Kyle for his service, now was a good time.
A year later
Boston
Nathan Mills
“Yeah, no, of course. I appreciate you calling. Thanks.” I cleared my throat and ended the call.
Ash sank down on the couch with a heavy sigh. “They decided to go with another couple.”
I nodded with a dip of my chin and sat down next to him.
Goddammit.
We hadn’t actually expected much from this process, but it still stung.
“We’ve just begun this journey.” I put a hand on his thigh.