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)
“From where I’m standing, he’s got some serious issues.”
“Shut up and kiss me, Linc.”
“That I can handle,” he replied before covering my mouth with his.
The kiss went from zero to sixty in no time flat. Linc moaned into my mouth, and I ground my cock against his. Our tongues dueled, like we were battling for that top spot. His hand ran down my back and cupped my ass before sliding between our bodies and grabbing my aching dick.
My lips traveled down his neck as Linc said, “You’re not wearing your motocross pants, but we can improvise.”
Then…then he began to lower to his knees, his body sort of sideways so his legs and feet had room. I gripped his hair as he opened my pants and pulled my cock out. He didn’t pull my jeans down, just sucked me to the back of his throat, making me lose my mind in that goddamned skilled mouth of his. It was wet and hot, and he buried his nose in my pubes, and I wasn’t proud of the fact that I wanted to blow my load already.
“God, I love sucking your dick. Fuck my face a little,” he said before swallowing me again. I thrust my hips slightly, giving him what he wanted but not losing control completely. My eyes rolled back in my head, and my balls ached.
My hand tightened in his hair and—“Rush? Hey,” Jude said as he walked in with my mom.
My fucking mother and best friend had just come into the garage when Linc had my dick in his mouth. I froze, gripped the side of the table, and thank God the counter was high so Linc couldn’t be seen.
“Where’s Lincoln?” Mom asked.
I didn’t figure on his knees with my dick in his throat was an answer any of us would feel comfortable with, so I lied. “He went into the house to use the restroom. You didn’t see him?”
“Oh no. We must have missed him. I’m really excited to get to know him better. Jude and I were going to go to the store and get something for dinner. Do you think Lincoln will stay? I’d love it.”
My cock went limp like someone had pushed a button to deflate it, and I fought the urge to look down while trying to play everything off. “Um…yeah. That would be great. I don’t know if he has plans, but I’ll ask him. You guys go ahead and run to the store. I’m sure he’ll say yes.”
I couldn’t fucking help it. My eyes darted down, long enough to see Linc look up at me, eyes wide and panicked, his face bright red.
“Okay, do you know what he likes?”
At that Linc kissed the head of my dick. Apparently he found his sense of humor and got his wits about him, but I was still dying. “Anything! Linc likes anything!” I replied a little too enthusiastically.
Jude frowned, and then his eyes slowly moved to the side, and nope, we hadn’t moved very far down the counter, and Lincoln’s fucking feet were sticking out of the edge. I said a quiet thanks that it was Jude who stood on that side and not my fucking mom before hoping like hell Jude hurried and got her out of there.
“We’ll figure it out and surprise you guys.” Jude shook his head, cocked a half grin, then turned my mom around and wrapped what looked like a friendly arm over her shoulders, but I knew it was to keep her from looking back. “Come on, Mama K.”
When they left, he closed the door behind them, something we should have thought about doing, and for the first time since they’d walked in, I breathed.
“Come on,” I told Linc.
“No.”
“You can’t stay down there forever.”
“Yes, I assure you, I can, and I plan on it. Oh my God, Rush. What if she knew!”
“She didn’t know.”
“I’m living here. Right in this spot. I was sucking your dick and asking you to fuck my face when your mom came in! She’s going to hate me!”
I chuckled softly, pulling him to his feet. “She’s not going to hate you. She didn’t know. She likes you and wants to get to know you. She wants to know who her son likes so much.”
“Jude calls her mom? I’ve heard it before, but…” Linc looked away.
I cupped his cheek and made him look back at me. “Yeah, sometimes. That doesn’t mean anything, though. Did you hear all that? She’s wanting to get to know you. Stay for dinner?”
He nodded. “You make me vulnerable, Rush Alexander, and I don’t like it. I don’t like it at all.”
“I know. We’ll figure it out. It’ll be okay.”
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Lincoln
No one has ever made me laugh like Lincoln does. ~ Trey
It seemed I was going to have a whole lot of firsts with Rush.