Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81018 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81018 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
But most of all, I cherished moments like this, where I recognized what he needed and gave it to him. No one else got to see Alex like this. No one else saw him vulnerable, no one else touched him, no one else got to love him the way I did.
I wouldn’t trade that for all the wealth and prestige in the world.
ALEX
The heat, pressure, and suction from Ryder’s mouth took me to another world. One where only Ryder and I existed, and nothing but extreme pleasure mattered. It was heaven, and if I could have lived the rest of my life in that suspended state of ecstasy and desire, I would have, but eventually the urge to come always became irresistible.
My balls were heavy as hell and nearly burning with the need to unload down Ryder’s throat. I fought to hold off as long as possible, but when the bastard pegged my prostate for the umpteenth time, I lost the fight, and a powerful orgasm barreled through me.
“Ryder!” I shouted as bright flashes danced in my vision and every nerve ending in my body lit up like a fireworks show. “Goddamn.” I trembled as spurt after spurt of warm cum erupted from my cock into Ryder’s hungry mouth. He swallowed it down greedily like always, moaning as though he was the one having his brain sucked out through his cock. “Fuck,” I shouted. The orgasm went on and on, tightening all my muscles and leaving me exhausted. “I love you. Fuck, I love you, Ryder.”
He stopped torturing my prostate as I began to come, but didn’t remove his fingers, leaving my ass full throughout the climax. My grip on his hair had to sting, but my fingers weren’t in my control any longer. They remained wrapped around his silky strands, clinging for dear life. His cheeks were hollowed out, his eyes were watering, and his lips were bright red. What a gorgeous sight. I refused to miss a second of it and forced my eyes to remain open despite their impulse to slam shut.
When I sagged against the counter, my half-hard cock slipped from Ryder’s lips, a mess of saliva and cum. His hand shook as he brought it up to wipe his lips. “Christ, Ryder, that was intense.”
He smirked. “Feel better?”
“I don’t feel anything. My brain shorted out.”
“Well, I’ll call that a mission accomplished.” He rose to his feet, wearing a smug grin he fully earned. “Now let’s order some food so we don’t poison Kenny with our cooking and relax until he gets here.”
“What if there’s something else I’d rather do first?” I tugged at the tie on his linen pants, loosening the knot. Immediately, the fabric dipped below his hip points, revealing the sexy V I’d licked countless times over the last year.
Ryder raised an eyebrow. “This was for you. I was being a selfless, supportive boyfriend.”
I couldn’t help but smirk as I slipped my hand into his drooping pants and wrapped it around his stiff shaft. “Really? Because you do much better being selfish.”
“Hey… oh… fuck…”
I chuckled as I began to stroke him.
“You want me to stop so you can continue being all selfless?”
His eyes rolled backward, drawing another smile from me. God, I loved bringing him pleasure like this and watching how he gave himself over with abandon.
“Well, shit, how are you so good at this? It’s always like a hand job on steroids. I mean, if it’ll make you happy to rub my cock until it bursts, who am I to stop you?”
“Mmm, that’s what I thought.” I picked up the pace, rotating my wrist and giving the little squeeze at the tip that always drove him wild.
It didn’t take long. He’d gotten himself worked up blowing me, and within a few minutes of wrist action, he was jerking against me and filling my palm with his release.
“Damn,” he said as he wilted against me.
Our mouths met as though drawn by an invisible, irresistible force. We kissed for long minutes, slow and intoxicating as we were both swimming in feel-good chemicals.
“Can I tell you a secret?” Ryder asked when we finally separated.
Well, mostly separated. We still stood plastered against one another with our lips less than an inch away. Not to mention, I still had a handful of his cum.
“What’s your secret?” I smiled at him. It was impossible not to.
The man made me insanely happy in a way I’d never imagined. We’d been officially together nearly a year now, and I still felt a fluttery feeling in my stomach when he looked at me. I still rushed home after a shift at Top Shelf or the end of a long day of classes because all I wanted was to be near him. He’d taken one look at me this morning and knew I was losing my mind with nerves. And he knew precisely how to settle me.