Total pages in book: 148
Estimated words: 147734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 739(@200wpm)___ 591(@250wpm)___ 492(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 147734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 739(@200wpm)___ 591(@250wpm)___ 492(@300wpm)
“Stop.” I gently push him back with my hold on his head. “You’re still hurt.”
“Fuck that.” His fingers sink into my hips, pulling me closer so he can bite on my V muscles, and I grunt.
Fuck, that feels as if my veins have been injected with an aphrodisiac. I’m so turned on, I can’t see straight, my fingers relaxing in his hair. “Yulian…fucking hell…”
“Let me have you, hmm, baby, please?” He’s speaking against my groin as the towel slips from around my waist and falls to the floor by our feet.
Yulian groans as he tries to get down on the ground, but I push him back on the bed, so he’s lying on his back. “Don’t move.”
The disappointment in his face squeezes my chest.
“Mishka…”
“I’ll do everything, okay? If you move or I feel like you’re exerting yourself, we’ll stop.”
He nods eagerly, his cock tenting against the towel. I help position him so he’s lying on his back in the middle of the bed. The towel falls open, revealing his rock-hard, engorged cock.
I raise a brow. “Already?”
“I’ve been having withdrawals for weeks, can’t help it.”
I chuckle softly as I dig into the drawer, and I find lube and condoms. Uncle Maks is definitely the one who put them there.
“See?” Yulian grins, watching me. “Even your uncles manifested this.”
I grab the lube and position myself on top of him, my knees on either side of his thighs as I wrap my hand around his cock. He throbs like hell in my grip, the veins protruding more.
“You’re getting thicker, Volchonok.” My voice is slightly husky, thick with arousal as my own cock bobs against his thighs.
“It’s all your fault, Mishka.”
“Is that so?”
“Uh-huh. Your big hands make me want to come all over them.”
“How about my mouth, then?” I lower my head and take him all the way to the back of my throat, fighting any gag reflex. He loves when I do this, and I trained my throat to fit him.
I light up at the string of curses that spill out of him as precum fills my mouth, and I swallow, breathing slowly through my nose. “Fucking hell, baby, yes…fuck…your hot, wet mouth is made to take my cock.”
“Mmm.”
“Choke on it…let me feel your throat.” His voice gets huskier as he grabs my hair and starts to move.
I shove his hips down and pull him out. “No moving, Yulian.”
“Ugh…” He looks at me, his chest rising and falling deeply but steadily. “This is fucking torture.”
“Shh.” I kiss and lick the underside of his cock, then take it in my mouth again, letting saliva fill my mouth, and then suck him off slowly, sloppily, choking on his girth and length like he wanted.
The sounds are obscene, echoing around us like a mantra, and I’m so hard from the feel and taste of him, I think I’ll burst.
It’s really been too long.
“Holy fucking Jesus…” He gasps. “You’re taking my cock so well, baby.”
“Mmm.”
“Your mouth feels like heaven.” He strokes my hair as he speaks, and I know I need to take it slow, but I’m so fucking hungry.
For him.
For this.
Keeping my mouth wrapped around his cock, I bob up and down. He releases another string of curses, throbbing in my mouth, and I squeeze lube on my hand and reach to my ass, pushing a finger in and groaning around his cock.
That makes him grunt in a low, needy voice.
“You making your little hole wet for me, baby?” he speaks in rough words.
“Mmm.” I circle my rim with my lubed fingers.
“Put another finger in. Make it nice and wet for my cock, yeah?”
Fucking hell, his dirty mouth is going to be the death of me.
My fingers move of their own accord as I insert one more, and I rumble low in my chest. His cock in my mouth and my fingers in my ass are pushing me over the edge.
“Finger yourself for me.” He angles my head slightly so that I meet his eyes. “Let me see the way you want me.”
I add another finger, stuffing myself full, as I suck him off. It’s so sloppy now, saliva and precum sliding down his cock and onto his balls.
“Holy fuck…you’re so beautiful, baby. So ethereal and unreal. Sometimes, I can’t believe I’m with you.” He pulls on my hair. “Sit on my cock. I want to come buried deep inside you.”
A grunt pours from my lips as I make him sloppier, dragging the saliva and precum all over his length, using the mix to lube his cock, then pull out my fingers.
“Vaughn…” he croaks, a bit impatient. “I want to fill that beautiful ass with my cock.”
“Don’t call me that,” I say after pulling his cock out of my mouth, taking it in one hand as I maneuver myself so I’m squatting on top of him, careful not to touch him anywhere else.