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)
“You have no idea how sexy you are, how fucking gorgeous. Such a nice, tight ass, begging for my tongue…my cock. Your cute little hole tucked away between your smooth cheeks.”
“I keep it waxed,” I admit. “I wanted a smooth hole for you. Tell me how much you like it, tell me if I did good for you.” Please let me be good for him. I need it so bad.
“So fucking good. Perfect. Cutest little peach I’ve ever seen. Good thing I’m hungry.”
His big, strong hands grip my cheeks, pulling them apart, and then his face is in my ass, tongue flicking over my hungry hole. God, I needed this, needed him. I push back against him, whimper when Kason moans into my ass like a starving man being given his favorite meal.
There’s nothing like having my ass eaten. It’s always been one of my favorite things. Being feasted on, a lover taking the time to soften me up, to work me open with his tongue, is next-level hot, but there’s something about knowing it’s Kason that makes it even better. This kind, caring, bighearted man who seems to want me as much as I want him.
I push back against him even more, hole begging to be breached, trying to ride his damn face. Kason presses his stiffened tongue against my softening rim, working his way inside. My dick bobs beneath me, swollen and leaking, giving a hard twitch when he first pushes in. He fucks me with his tongue, turning me inside out. The room feels like it’s two hundred degrees, my body slick, breathing coming out in needy, panting sounds.
I push a hand beneath me, rubbing over the bulge in his track pants. Fuck, why hadn’t I taken the time to get him naked? I want to feel his hard length against my palm, want the warmth of his body to radiate into me.
He keeps fucking his tongue in and out of me, only pulling out to lick my crack, suck on my tight balls, then push his way into my eager hole again. It’s wild how desired he makes me feel, how treasured and taken care of just by eating my ass. It’s not what’s happening, though, but who’s doing it. Somehow, given the needy, whiny sounds escaping my mouth, it’s as if this is the first time I’ve been eaten out.
“Fucking delicious,” Kason says. “I could sit here with my face buried in your ass all day. You’re so fucking pretty, and you taste so goddamned good. I’m already addicted to this sweet hole.” He rubs circles on it with the tip of a finger.
“You feel so good. I need you to touch me.” I wave my ass in his face again, still rubbing his erection.
“What about here?” He cups my balls. “Look at these, all full of cum for me. First I got to eat your pretty ass, and later I’ll get to eat your load. You’re so good at spoiling me.”
“Fuck me,” I order. “I’m dying for your dick. Let me ride it. Please. I’ll be good for you.” I can’t comprehend the words coming out of my mouth right now. I’ve never told someone I would be good for them before, but I want to be fucking perfect for Kason.
“You already are. You’re so fucking good for me, Ant. I’ll fuck you soon, but I’m not done showing you how much I want you.”
I nearly sob when he’s easing me off him and onto my back. I watch him, stroking my throbbing dick, but when he moves to climb onto me, I say, “Nope,” and he freezes. “Not yet. If you’re going to torture me, you have to do it naked. I’m so fucking cock-hungry for you. I’ll at least be able to see it and touch it while you make me come undone.”
He chuckles, leaning forward on his knees and sealing our mouths together. I swallow the sound of his laughter, feel it seep into me, burrow into my bones. It’s impossible to feel anything except Kason’s joy when I’m with him.
He works himself out of his pants, my hands moving to them to help, while we keep kissing. When he’s naked, Kason is pushing me down onto my back, climbing over me, sliding his hot, hard body against mine as we kiss and kiss and kiss.
God, he feels so damn good.
I grab his ass, pull him closer, knead his muscular cheeks as we rut and rub our dicks together.
“Where are you going?” I whine when he pulls back, making him chuckle.
“I’m not going far, sexy boy. Just looking at how pretty you are.” He sits on his knees, gaze locked on me. “So fucking pretty and sweet. I’m so lucky to be your boyfriend.”
I roll my eyes, though his words make me feel like I’m flying.