Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 94293 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94293 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Michaels spread him wider and used his entire tongue, not just the tip, and dragged it slowly up his seam, pressing harder when he got to the tightly wrinkled skin around his hole, continuing all the way up. “So fuckin’ dark and beautiful,” Michaels murmured against him.
Judge’s eyes slid closed. Michaels was the beautiful one. So beautiful for doing this to him, making him feel so desired. His cock was grabbed from between his legs and pulled back, right into Michaels’ hungry mouth. He sucked hard on his thick head while rubbing his hole with the pad of his thumb. Judge’s balls were drawing up, his stomach clenched tight and his eyes squeezed shut, preparing for the climax of his life. He didn’t know if Michaels sensed it or not but the base of his dick was squeezed tightly and Michaels’ mouth popped off. His orgasm had been simmering so close to the surface.
Judge thought Michaels was done, satisfied; but he was so wrong. That skillful tongue zeroed right back in on his hole, spearing and stabbing at it until it gave in and allowed him full access. Michaels spit, growled, bit, licked at his lower half like his body held sustenance. “Man you taste so fuckin’ good. You taste so rich and powerful, you taste like you’re mine.”
Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. What was Michaels saying? Did he know what he was saying? He sounded almost drunk, his words muffled and slurred as those wonderful sentiments were spoken against his ass. Judge’s eyes rolled behind his closed lids as Michaels relaxed his hole in the best way. That tongue was long and thick but he needed more, he wanted more. For the first time in so very long his ass felt hollow and empty, needing so badly to be filled. A fierce shudder racked his body when Michaels buried in as deep as he could, Judge unconsciously pushed his ass back, seeking out at least one more inch. Michaels slapped his damp ass and squeezed it aggressively, rumbling while he ate the hell out of him. Judge was trying hard not to ride that gorgeous face, but it was difficult. A blunt thumb probed at his ass and pushed in right along with Michaels’ tongue and Judge knew he was about to blow.
“Ugh. I’ma’ come. Fuck! I’m ‘bout to come!”
Michaels pulled back and gripped Judge’s balls at the same time he clamped his fingers around his cock, fending off his orgasm. Judge shook again as his brain caught up and his orgasm receded back into hiding, waiting to be forced out again.
Michaels stood and pressed his chest against Judge’s sweaty back. “It’s not even near time for you to come yet. I’m not done with you,” he whispered harshly against the back of Judge’s head. “Get on the fuckin’ bed. On your stomach.”
Judge’s ass was slapped angrily when he turned to head back towards one of the queen-size beds. He didn’t utter a word about the rough treatment. Michaels could treat him however he damn well pleased right now.
Judge lay on the bed; face down, ass exposed for the taking. He wasn’t sure if Michaels would take him, he prayed he would. But he wasn’t going to ask, he wouldn’t beg. Hell, he was trying not to whine and moan. His pride was as large as the Empire State Building, so he couldn’t swallow it.
Michaels turned off the television and all the lights, except for the tiny lamp on the desk on the other side of the room. Judge heard something fall next to his head. Opening his eyes he saw that Michaels had placed the lube and a condom there. Oh fuck. Was the condom for him or for Michaels? He hoped he’d find out soon.
Michaels stretched his long frame over top of him, pushing him down into the soft mattress. He was muscular and heavy… perfect. Michaels ground his rigid cock into the cleft of his ass, sliding it up and down his crease, still delectably slick from his saliva.
His fingers slid through Judge’s damp hair, pushing it back and away from his face. Michaels placed the sweetest, most delicate kisses against his jaw while he rubbed his body against him. “I want inside you so damn bad, babe. More than I’ve ever wanted anything.” Michaels emphasized his want with a firm thrust against Judge’s ass. Judge gasped and pushed back into it. Hopefully that was enough and Michaels would get the hint.
It seemed he did because Michaels slid back down his body and began to bathe him in his saliva, preparing his hole for him. Judge felt Michaels’ fingers probing at him and he knew he needed to relax and breathe, but his heart was beating so fast.
“Relax. I won’t hurt you. I promise,” Michaels assured him.