Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82415 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82415 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
“Alexei, you’re rambling. But, yes, this is something I’ll make time for. You tell me when and where, and I’ll be there.”
He takes a deep breath, nodding before glancing my body over. “So like, no kissing obviously.”
“Agreed.”
“And I think I’d prefer to start on top, like riding.”
“You sure? It could be easier to start off with me fingering you.”
He winces. “Let’s see if my way works. I’ve read if I take it slow, I should be fine.”
“Okay, and it will probably be easier to adjust to me that way than missionary.”
“And like…slow…very slow.” The way he’s reiterating that emphasizes how nervous he is.
I sit up and place my hand on his arm. “Alexei, I’ve had anal sex before, so I promise I’ll be very good to your ass.”
“I know you will. It’s not you. I think I’m stalling. Let’s just do this.”
He crawls off the mattress and grabs a bottle of lube from his bag. Then he pulls up the comforter and slides in, straddling my waist, not making eye contact as his knees settle on either side of me. He lubes his fingers, then reaches behind himself, I assume to take care of his hole. He offers me some, and I slather it over my cock, which I’m realizing I’m not gonna have any issues with if it keeps up like this.
He searches around the room as he sits back, my cock sliding between his cheeks, up toward his back.
“You sure you don’t need to watch porn or something?” he asks.
“Does it seem like I need it?”
He laughs. “Apparently not.” He gulps. “So I guess I have to like, direct it in.”
“Do you want me to—”
“No, no. I can figure it out.”
His legs tremble against me as he grips my shaft and works to line it up. The trembling intensifies as he pushes me against his hole, his expression straining even before there’s been any penetration.
“Alexei—”
“I can do this. Just give me a second.”
He pushes the head in, grunting as he moves too quickly, his body a fit of trembles.
“Hey, hey, no, no,” I say, pulling out.
“What? What’s wrong?” He’s all panic.
“Alexei, you’re shaking, and you’re trying to force it in. You’re gonna hurt yourself. Just get down here next to me. Let’s chill for a bit and build into it. Rushing is not the way to go.”
“I need to get it over with.”
“I get that. I really do. But this already sucks. You don’t have to make it any worse than it already is.”
He takes what seems like the first decent breath of air since we got in here. “You have a point.”
“Come on. Lie beside me. We’ll chat a bit, wait for your nerves to calm down.”
“What if your sildenafil wears off by then?”
I glare at him. “It lasts four to eight hours. If anything, you should pity my night after we’re finished.”
He smiles, my playful remark setting him at ease, which makes me feel better because I hate seeing him so tense. He shakes his head as he dismounts and plops down beside me.
I roll toward him. “Well, I have to admit, I’m relieved my dick is cooperating.”
“Yeah, doesn’t seem to be any issue there.”
“Admittedly, when I saw your ass, it did twitch a little.”
His brows tug closer together. “Really?”
“I told you it’s a nice ass.”
“You’re just trying to make me relax more.”
“Yes, but I’m serious about your ass. Kind of wish I could take a bite out of it right now.”
His expression twists up, which is fair since it is pretty weird.
I need to get this guy out of his head, and I’ve got an idea. “Here, get on your stomach.”
His forehead creases.
“I’m gonna give you a back rub. Loosen you up.”
“I could be into that,” he says, rolling over on his stomach. He slides off the pillow and rests his head on his hands. I get on my knees and crawl over him, straddling his waist, my cock resting against his back.
His flesh is so warm. So soft.
I rest my hands against his shoulder blades, offering gentle rubs of my thumbs along his spine, then running them up to his neck, firming my grip.
“Mmm,” he says. It hits my ear just right, and again, I notice my cock shifting.
I’ve found guys attractive before, but I’ve never known a guy to affect me the way Alexei seems to; although, maybe it’s just the pill doing this.
I dig my thumbs in, kneading his flesh and muscle. His shaking steadily subsides, and my ego swells from the victory.
“Jesus Christ, you’re good at that.” His compliment only fuels me that much more.
“I’ve never had any complaints about what these hands can do.”
He snickers. “So fucking cocky.”
“More like honest about my strengths.”
As I slide out farther along his shoulders, I feel the knots and tension.
“Here it is,” I say. “Right here. All this fucking stress you’ve been carrying around.”