Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 98643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 493(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 493(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
I wasn’t sure how long it took, but when my breathing evened out, all I could feel was shame and disappointment. My dick had gone soft as all of my body’s adrenaline had been focused on getting oxygen into my lungs.
“Sorry,” I said softly as I dropped my head to Jules’s shoulder.
“You have nothing to be sorry for,” Jules assured me as he settled his hand on the back of my head and pressed kisses against whatever skin he could reach. Eventually, his hands were lifting my head so he could kiss me on the mouth. The teasing kisses got my body’s attention in a good way and soon I was hungrily kissing him back. Blood raced to fill my dick. Jules had managed to loosen my jeans enough that he could slip his hands inside of them. He palmed my dick, rubbing his hand up and down the length of my shaft.
It was the first time he’d touched me in such an intimate way. My breathing ticked up, but not out of fear. It felt too damn good to be afraid. I dropped my head back as Jules’s skilled fingers massaged, fisted, and rubbed every part of my dick. His mouth was locked on my nipple again. The dueling sensations made all the need I’d been feeling return in a rush.
Jules continued to love me with his mouth and hand while his free hand eased my zipper down. The sound of it should have freaked me out, but I welcomed it. It meant Jules could push my jeans down enough to expose my dick and ass. I opened my mouth to protest when his mouth and hands disappeared, but anything I had to say fell by the wayside because Jules’s lips were back on mine. He was in control of the kiss. His tongue slid against mine over and over. At some point, my arms wrapped around his body and I lifted him so our mouths were evenly aligned.
My body was on fire by the time Jules ripped his mouth from mine. “Do you want to keep going?” he asked, his voice low and harsh. Knowing the man in my arms was consumed with need and yet still found the control to make sure I was okay, to give me the choice of what would happen next, stole my breath.
In the best way possible.
“Yes,” I ground out and then his mouth was once again latched on to mine. I was so lost in how good kissing Jules felt that I didn’t notice that he’d managed to turn our bodies so that the bed was behind me. When he urged me backwards, I automatically sat down when my legs hit the bed. Jules remained standing. He’d managed to maneuver us so that he was standing between my legs.
I ceded all control to Jules when he broke the kiss and latched on to my neck, then the sensitive spot where my neck and shoulder met. I used my arms to brace myself on the bed as Jules made his way down my body until he was kneeling on the floor between my legs. His eyes lifted to hold mine as he closed his fingers around my throbbing dick. The contrast of my flushed cock against his pale skin was intoxicating.
Jules kept his eyes on me as he used one hand to slide up and down my cock and the other to massage my balls. The pressure in my dick was all-consuming. My heart was racing and I was panting instead of breathing, but there was no fear. I was mesmerized as Jules leaned forward so he could lick the pre-cum from the head of my dick.
“Fuck,” I ground out.
The muscles in my arms burned as I kept myself upright so I could watch everything Jules’s sinful tongue was doing to me. When his mouth finally closed over the head of my cock, I was sure I’d come then and there. Instinct took over as he drew more of my dick into his mouth. I began pressing forward. Jules’s shiny lips were stretched wide to accommodate my girth. His hand held the base of my dick so he could angle my length in such a way that the next time I slid forward, more of my cock disappeared into his hot mouth.
“Jules,” I whispered in disbelief as he kept his eyes on me and continued to take every inch of me. When he began to gag, I tried to pull back, but Jules simply followed. When he began to swallow so he could suck even more of my dick down his throat, I gave up on trying to watch him and just let go. My arms gave out as wave after wave of sensation washed over me. I fell to my back on the bed and covered my face with my hands. All I could do was feel as Jules sucked me to the back of his throat. Somehow, he managed to get his lips down my shaft until his nose was buried in my groin. I swore I heard him inhale like he was drawing my scent into his lungs.