Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
I cursed under my breath, every nerve in my body craving closeness to him.
He was so close I could see the water droplets on his lips. He watched me, holding the moment, as I slowly went crazy inside.
We crashed together. Our lips met in a hungry kiss as I groaned deeply, wrapping my arms around him. I had no clue who had moved first, me or him, and it didn’t matter anyway.
Because he wanted this, too. He wanted it just as much as I did, and as he pressed up close to me, every last thought about how we shouldn’t do this vanished from my mind. We definitely were going to do this. We had to. My cock pulsed with desire at the thought, and I let myself sink into the deep pleasure of his skin on mine.
He held me like I was his. The kiss was possessive and confident, and at first he didn’t give me everything. He seemed insistent, kissing me over and over again with closed lips. I let my tongue slide over his lower lip, and I bit him gently there, basically begging for him to open to me. I knew he could tell what I wanted. He was relishing the moment, keeping all the power to himself, waiting to give me exactly what I wanted as his fingers laced into my wet hair.
And then finally, he opened to me, letting his tongue slide against mine. I opened my mouth to him and warmth radiated all the way down to my groin. He had to know that just for this moment, I truly belonged to him. That I’d been wanting to touch him like this ever since our first night together.
It was a thrill to be outside, so exposed and yet fully safe and private deep within his garden.
“Jesus Christ, I want you so bad,” I whispered as he pulled away from my mouth, running his lips slowly along my jawline.
“I am all yours,” he uttered.
My cock was so hard it almost hurt. I reached down, squeezing it, needing to feel some sort of touch.
“Fuck,” he whispered as he watched me intently, and when I glanced down I saw that a drip of precum had collected at the tip of his cock, falling slowly. “Can I?”
“I don’t know what you’re asking,” I said, trying to keep my voice even, “but you can do anything you want right now.”
He hummed as he slowly bent down onto his knees, sitting in front of me. A twirl of anticipation ran through my body seeing him below me like that. How the fuck had I gotten so lucky? How the hell was a man like this ready and willing to kneel for me?
He pressed his lips to the tip of my cock and instantly all of my needless thoughts were shattered away again.
“Oh God,” I said. “Yes. Yes. You can definitely do that.”
“Good,” he uttered as he opened his mouth to me, a flood of warmth engulfing my cock as he sucked it deep into his mouth. I moaned, leaning back against the corner post of the greenhouse, gripping it hard, trying to find any way to steady myself in the sudden rush of sensation.
He lapped on my cock, moving up and down a few times, and for a moment I was genuinely terrified that I might come way, way too quickly. I definitely could have come, right into his mouth, watching his plush lips wrap around my shaft and take me like some ridiculously too hot porn star.
But then he took mercy on me, pulling off and looking up at me, his eyelids heavy with lust.
“I did not expect this to happen today,” he said, his hand gently stroking my cock in place of his mouth.
“I didn’t expect to find you fucking naked back here,” I said. “Like some sort of god, glistening under the water. I could have come just from watching you. It’s unfair, for fuck’s sake. Didn’t even know you had an outdoor shower.”
I let out a heavy breath as he smiled up at me, clearly amused with me unloading all my thoughts at once.
“It’s finally warm enough out to use this shower,” he said. “I love it.”
“I’ve got to say, I’m a pretty big fan of it, too.”
“You definitely couldn’t have come just from watching me,” he said.
“Try me someday,” I said.
He hummed, clicking his tongue as he shook his head. “Where did you even come from, Cameron?”
“You can’t use my full name like that when you have my cock in your hand,” I murmured. “It’s too hot.”
“Maybe that’s exactly why I should use it,” he said.
“Makes me feel like you’re a teacher and I’m in trouble.”
“And you kind of like that, huh?” he asked.
My cock throbbed in his hand, and he chuckled, low and deep.