Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 80774 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 404(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80774 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 404(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
“I need inside you.” I push off him and grab the lube. “Condoms?”
“Top drawer.”
I reach in, see a strip of rubbers, and pull one free, then kneel behind him, slick my fingers, and press one between his cheeks, pushing in. His hole is so fucking tight, his body so fucking hot, I know I’ll want to bust the second I’m inside him.
“Jesus, Lucas.” I kiss his nape, his shoulders, licking down his spine as I work one, then two fingers inside him.
“More,” he begs, his back arching beneath me.
I love the feel of him, how hot his body runs, the way his muscles move, how he’s both hard and soft, and how intoxicating his scent is. “You want three?”
“I want your dick.”
I chuckle into his hair, still kissing and fingering his eager body.
“I’ll give it to you…” I work three fingers into him, stretching him for my cock. “I’ve been thinking about this too, Lucas. All fucking week…before that, even. I’ve been thinking about how you would feel, what you would taste like, the sounds you would make, and then, when I got those answers, I knew I would keep wanting more.”
“Jesus. Get your dick inside me,” he orders. “Now. You think I haven’t been waiting for that? Don’t make me wait anymore. Give it to me.”
I curse, pull back, and straddle one of his legs. I slide the condom down my precum-slicked cock, then lube up, my whole body primed. I’m fucking shaking, nothing but this intense need and want taking up all the space inside me. I press into him from behind, one of his legs bent, the other straight and beneath me, his ass poking out just enough.
If I thought his ass felt good around my fingers, it has nothing on how it feels around my cock. I work the head inside, feel his body suck me in, all that tight heat enveloping me. I moan as I press farther into him, in and out in little thrusts, each one going deeper until I’m buried to the hilt, groin against his ass and all of me inside him.
Inside Lucas.
“Christ, I’m going to come,” I say breathlessly.
“I’ll fucking kill you.”
I laugh, and he grunts.
“Shit. That makes your cock twitch inside me.”
“Don’t you laugh, or this really will be over.” If his body starts clenching, I’m done for.
“I’m laid out beneath you. What are you going to do with me?” he asks, and something about those words does me in.
“I’m going to fuck you until you can’t see straight, until you’re screaming my name.”
I pull back, then thrust into him, over and over and over again. I take him hard and fast, our bodies smacking together. Each time I slam into him, Lucas sucks in a sharp breath.
“Yes. Like that. Fuck me, Hunt. Show me how much you want me,” he orders before there’s a softer… “Please.”
The please kicks me up a notch, makes me feel like I’ll lose my damn mind, like nothing exists other than Lucas and me. I pull him up to his knees, Lucas going easily. His body is arched, his chest still pressed against the mattress. Kneeling behind him, hands tight on his hips, I continue to pleasure us both. Lucas wraps a hand around his cock, stroking while I fuck him.
Why does this feel so different? Like I’ve never been inside someone before.
“Fuck yes. Just like that. Make me feel it tomorrow,” he says, the words making me drunk. I’m high off Lucas and don’t ever want to come down.
His body feels so fucking good, my orgasm so close, all I have to do is reach out and grab it, but…I want to see him. I want to see Lucas when I make him come…when I give in to the pleasure too.
I pull out of him, Lucas immediately looking over his shoulder, catching my gaze. “What are you…”
“Turn over. I just…” The rest of the words don’t come out. They feel safer in my head. It feels weird that I need to look him in the eyes to come. It feels too soon to want that, despite how far back we go.
“Okay.” Lucas moves to his back, and I pull his legs over my shoulders, slamming into him again. He’s flexible as hell, doesn’t seem to be uncomfortable being folded in half like this, his body’s grip welcome on my cock.
We watch each other, me leaning over him, pumping my hips into him, the tight squeeze of his ass pulling me closer and closer to the edge. Lucas strokes himself, precum leaking onto his belly, eyes falling closed, mouth open, mumbling words I can’t make out, except for a curse here and there. I lower my mouth to his, like he can speak into mine and I’ll catch every word. My tongue slides into his mouth, my dick filling him again, when suddenly his body stiffens beneath me, his hole tightens, and his head drops back as he groans, “Hunter. Fuck yes, Hunter,” thick streams of his release spurting between us.