Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 100086 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100086 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
His eyes are half-closed, long lashes creating a beautiful shadow over his flushed cheeks. I slide my hand into the back of his pants, because I live for the reactions on his face. It’s my biggest turn-on when I fuck him. The way his eyelids flutter, how he bites his lips to keep in moans and eventually always fails. It makes me come so hard to see him undone.
“Are you saying I’m the only man you ever let inside?” I whisper, my dick rock hard as I slip my fingers between his ass cheeks. The contrast between the heat of his hole and my cool skin is indescribable, and I’m already spinning into fantasies of keeping my cock warm inside it.
I wanna fuck him.
I need to fuck him.
Right now.
His breath is so loud when it echoes between our faces, but I don’t miss the soft yes when it falls from his lips. It could be a reaction to my touch, but when he moans and licks my chin as if he’s itching to start sucking on it, I lose all doubt.
That was why he chose me—I was meant to die and take Corvus’s secret to the grave. Sounds exactly like what something my emotionally congested fiancé would come up with.
It’s so messed up, and yet I couldn’t be prouder. I was just that good. He’s turned his life upside down for me and has let me fuck him countless times since that first time.
I groan, and a shiver of excitement snaps to my balls when I dip my finger into him and find his hole slick. “You anticipated this. Am I predictable? Hard not to be around you when it comes to fucking.”
My mind keeps swirling back to that night we met. He was ready, but now I recognize how nervous he was, and not just because I could have broken his neck while he was in the throes of passion.
I’m like a horny bull trapped in his stall. I’m done waiting.
Corvus chuckles, his eyes dark and hazy in the shadowy back alley we won’t leave until this tension inside has burned out. “Maybe it’s me who’s predictable, Dalton? It’s not a bachelor party if no one gets any,” he rasps, and his warm hand settles on my cock, which instantly salutes him, at full attention.
My breathing gets ragged and I grab his face so he looks into my eyes as I tease his hole. It’s so fucking inviting it’s hard to think straight. “You’re getting one chance to tell me no. Otherwise, I’m fucking you here, against this wall, next to this dumpster, and I’m not letting go of you until I empty my balls deep in your sweet hole.”
He sinks deeper into the wall, as if my words have relaxed every muscle in his body, but his only response is to lower my zipper and needily push in his fingers, seeking my cock.
“I can’t wait…”
Oh, he is gonna be sore tomorrow, but I know him well enough by now. He won’t be sorry about it. This is a man who projects a stoic aura yet wants to be taken, and even broken a little bit when we’re in bed. He likes the discomfort of being entered fast, a stretch just past his limit. He wants to be driven over the edge.
As much as I want his lovely fingers on my dick, I pull away and turn him around. Face against the wall. That’s how I want him. My heart is pounding, and I don’t waste time, quick to pull his pants down.
Foreplay and edging is for long fuck sessions in bed. Now, I want to be inside his snug hole. It’s fucking made for me. I glance between our bodies as I slide my cock between his gorgeous ass cheeks. This is perfection.
I lean close, sawing into his crack and teasing his pucker every time. “Want more lube or do you think you can take it?” I ask to trigger his competitive streak. By now, I know what makes him tick, and Corvus loves being pushed beyond comfort zones when we’re alone. Only I get to see this side of him, and the true vulnerability behind it.
I don’t think I’ve ever felt his whole body shiver, but he trembles as he pushes his hips back, desperate for my cock. I love a needy man. It’s sexier than a so-called perfect body.
“Fuck, yes… don’t stop. I’m so fucking hungry,” he mumbles, pushing back at me.
I don’t need any more invitation. I rubber up in seconds, and I’m right back where I want to be. The darkness is like a warm blanket over us despite the cold air. It’s just me and Corvus here, turned on and eager to connect.
I push my cockhead against his hole a few times, but there’s no more mercy. He’s ready, braced against the wall, and all it takes is a harder thrust of my hips to breach his tight body. I groan and cover his mouth as he makes the sweetest little whine. I love him like this, hips dancing in the throes of desire.