Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 81272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
“Fuck…you’re killing me. You’re so good at that. So fucking good at being on your knees for me. Goddamn, you’re sexy.”
Every time I spoke to him, he whimpered, worked harder, thrived on the words I whispered to him. It was one of the sexiest things I’d ever seen—how Linc could get off on getting told how good he was.
My hips began to move, and I rubbed the back of his head.
Linc pulled off. “Do it,” he told me, and that was all I needed to snap my hips forward. He took it like a champ. I knew how much Linc could handle and what he couldn’t. Knew how fucking crazy it made him to feel me lose control and fuck his mouth. The sex between us had always rocked my world, was the best I’d had, and I knew he had to feel the same.
He swallowed around my cock each time I pumped into his mouth. I was sweaty and my arm was tender, but I didn’t give a shit. “Christ, it’s killing me not to rip this fucking sling away so I can touch you with both hands.”
He pulled off my dick, and then it was me who damn near whimpered.
“Don’t you dare. I’ll stop if you try.”
“Please, Red.” I attempted to pout and beg, but he rolled his eyes at me.
“That’s my job. I’ll take care of you.” He kissed my left thigh. “Do you trust me to take care of you?” Then my right. My damn thighs were shaking. I wanted to thrust into him so badly.
“You know I do.”
He kissed the head of my aching prick. “I missed your cock,” Linc admitted.
“He missed you too,” I teased.
“Missed your scent.” He nosed around in my groin again. “Your balls and how full they get for me.” He lapped at those again too, and I was writhing, my hand tightening in his hair, my body primed and ready to just…let…go…
Linc shoved to his feet then. I watched as he took off his jeans, then his jock. “Fuck, you’re sexy. Such a tight little body.” He was lean, sinewy, with firm muscles, a long, hard cock, and an ass I couldn’t get enough of. There was a small mole on his left ass cheek that I’d always liked to lick.
“Stay. I’ll be right back.”
I reached for him, but Linc pulled out of my grip. He wasn’t gone long. It was less than a minute, but it felt like an eternity. He dropped the lube to the couch beside me, then ripped open a condom and rolled it down my swollen shaft. “I’m really gonna have to find a way to use my other hand the next time we fuck.”
“Am I not treating you right?” he asked with a wink.
“You know you are.”
Linc turned then. The sun shone in through the window, and I swear to Christ it looked like it made him glow. I leaned forward, rubbed my hand over the curve of his tight ass. Goose bumps played follow-the-leader with my fingers, over each cheek, down his thighs, then back up to touch my favorite mole.
“Bend over, Red.”
He did so without question, hands flat on the coffee table, his pert ass in the air.
“Spread your legs.”
Again, he obeyed.
I picked up the lube, fumbled to open it with one hand.
“Here, let me.”
“No. I got it. You just keep that gorgeous ass of yours in the air.”
His right knee gave out before he locked it again. “Oh God.”
I loved the way he enjoyed being praised. I fucking loved praising him.
It took me a moment, but I managed to open the lube and work some onto my fingers.
“Can you open your ass cheeks for me? Feels like a goddamn lifetime since I saw that pretty hole of yours.”
Linc let out a sharp breath and reached back to open himself up for me. He was so goddamned tight, so pink. It always amazed me that I fit inside him. “Fuck…there’s my favorite hole.” I rubbed my lubed finger over his rim, watching it clench and open again.
“Rush…”
“What do you want?”
“Fuck me with your fingers.”
“Like this?” I worked my way inside with two of them. His body hugged me, squeezed me.
“Yes.”
My eyes were riveted to my fingers sliding in and out of his body. Watching him open for me. Seeing his thighs tremble as he unabashedly bent over and spread his ass cheeks. “This is the tightest hole I’ve ever had, Linc. And fuck, it’s pretty. Such a sweet, rosy pink.”
“Oh fuck.” He grabbed his balls, and I knew he was trying to keep himself from coming. “More.”
“More of this?” I pushed another finger in, stretching him. “Or do you want me to tell you how fucking hard you get me? How I’ve been blue-balling it for months because I didn’t want any ass but yours? I jacked off thinking about you…craved your skin, your mouth, your ass because it’s so damn good to me. You’re so fucking good, Linc.”