Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 73012 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73012 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
“It’s okay to like it.” I kiss my way up his chest, to his lips, taste him there again before I start to work my way down again. “It’s okay to want to hear it. It’s okay that you like being good for me, Ant, because you are—good at dates, and good when you’re beneath me.”
Before he can respond, I kiss the head of his cock, then suck it into my mouth. His hips buck forward, Anthony fucking into my mouth.
“Shit. I’m sorry. Oh fuck, that feels good.”
I don’t pull off him to respond, just play with his balls while I enjoy his pretty cock. He’s hot and hard against my tongue, salty and masculine, the taste and smell of him going straight to my head.
Anthony’s hands tangle in my hair, breaths and moans escaping his lips. “Jesus, you have a good mouth, Flirty Boy. Suck me. Make me come.”
I bob my head in his lap, swallowing around him when he hits the back of my throat. His dick is as addicting as tasting the rest of him, maybe even more so. “I love this too,” I tell him when I pull off. “Love tasting your pretty cock. Love all the sounds you make when you’re being good for me. I want to work a big, fat load out of your balls and feel it slide down my throat. Are you going to give me your cum? I’m dying for it.”
I sink my mouth down on him again, now stroking and sucking him in unison. I feel how tight the muscles in his thighs are, taste more of his precum as I show him just how much I crave him. Anthony is close, and all I can think of is getting my prize, then making him come over and over all night.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come. I want you to take it all like you promised. Let me feel you milk my nuts dry.”
His words make my dick throb and pulse, my own balls full and ready to unleash.
Anthony’s dick twitches in my mouth, balls pulling up against my chin as the first spurt of his release fills my mouth. He tastes fucking delicious, like the best kind of pleasure. He comes again, and I swallow down a mouthful, while continuing to work him. He has a huge load, just like I knew he would. I get another jet of his creamy release bursting on my taste buds as I swallow again.
When I’ve taken all he has to give, I push up to my knees, spit in my hand, then furiously work my dick. I know it will only take seconds for me to finish, and his, “I want it. Shoot it in my mouth,” is almost my undoing.
One knee on the couch, I move higher beside him, pointing my dick at his pretty, open mouth, tongue out waiting for me. It’s the sexiest sight I’ve ever seen. A few strokes, and stars are already dancing in my vision, pleasure exploding inside me as I aim my pulsing cock and watch the first jet of my cum land on his tongue. Another quickly follows, the creamy, thick fluid sliding down his willing throat. I squeeze and pump out as much as I can, and when a string of cum hangs from my dick, I trace his lips with my cockhead, coating him. Anthony swallows, licking his lips like he wants to savor every drop.
I cup his face, push his sweat-slicked hair back. “Look at you, so pretty and hungry for my load. You’re so good for me, and now I want you to take me to your room…because I like to cuddle and talk.”
He grins, then bites it back like he hadn’t meant to show me his joy at what I said. “You don’t have to stay if you don’t want.”
I frown. “Why would I not want to sleep with you? I’m warning you now, I’ll smother you with attention. You’ll probably get annoyed with me.”
“Eh. I have a feeling I’ll be more annoying than you.”
“I don’t,” I reply, then kiss him.
CHAPTER TEN
Anthony
I taste my release on Kason’s tongue and figure he must taste his on mine too. There’s something so incredibly hot about that. It’s not as if I’ve never experienced it, but sex with Kason feels different. I didn’t know what to expect from him, didn’t know how passive or dominant he might be. How vanilla or not. But the way he tried to draw out my pleasure, the way he tasted me and talked to me…and praised me…
I deepen the kiss, holding the back of his head, replaying his words. That was different too…hot and yet not at all what I thought I would want to hear from someone. I’ve been told I have a good mouth, a good hole. I know I’m a good fuck, but even though it was sex talk when Kason told me I’m good for him, it didn’t feel like that’s what it was. Or didn’t feel like that’s only what it was. We’ve been officially dating for, like, an hour, and he’s already confusing me.