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)
“Now that you have me here, what are you going to do with me?”
He takes my mouth again, and we kiss while he holds me down, switching back to a lazy stroke of tongues as if we have forever.
When he lets go of my wrists, I grab the lube from the nightstand. Hunter slicks his fingers, works his mouth down my body, and sucks my dick into his mouth. I arch up, thrusting between his lips, the room spinning, my body floating. He pushes two fingers into me, working me open as he takes my dick deep into his mouth.
“Fuck, that’s it. Suck that cock,” I tell him, petting his head, looking down at the sexiest man I’ve ever seen with his head in my lap, worshipping my dick like it’s his king. I writhe upward, wiggle my ass as he keeps fucking me with his thick, talented fingers, his skilled mouth making love to my cock. It all feels so good that I’m already hanging on by a thread. “Jesus, so good. I want to shoot in your mouth, want to watch you swallow my cum, but I’m dying to have you inside me. I want you to fill me up with you, Hunt. I want you to fill me and stay inside me as long as you can.”
“Christ,” he curses, grabbing the lube.
I haven’t gotten to touch his dick nearly enough tonight, but I’m shaking with the need for Hunter to fuck me, and I don’t want to do anything that will cause that to take longer.
“I was going to eat your ass first,” he says, “but I’m fucking dying.”
“Fuck me now. You can eat it later. I was just thinking about how much I want to blow you too.”
“You have a great fucking mouth.” He traces my lips with his fingers, then shoves two into my mouth. I suck them like they’re his cock, let my tongue twist and spin around them, fucking whimpering when he pulls free.
Hunter slicks up his cock, and I make sure my legs are nice and spread for him. The second I feel the blunt head of his erection against my hole, I wrap my legs around him, pulling Hunter closer.
“Fuck, you’re hungry for it, aren’t you?”
“Yes. Hungry for you.”
“Can you let me fuck you but not come? I want to fill you with my load, then take yours.”
My head spins. How the fuck can I say no to that? I’d love a shot at him after he fills me, would love to feel the tight suction of his body that was made for my cock.
“Yes. Do it. Come in me.”
Like he so often does, he kisses me first. He doesn’t offer me his tongue this time, just a sweet press of lips, but it’s almost enough to be my undoing. How the fuck can such a simple kiss feel like so much more? Like it carries emotions upon emotions with it?
Hunter gives small thrusts of his hips, working himself deeper each time, until he’s buried all the way inside me. “Christ, you feel good. Love the way you take me.” Hunter slips his hand between us, giving my aching cock a slow stroke.
“If you don’t want me to come, you might not want to do that when you’re fucking me.”
“But I’m not fucking you yet. I’m just enjoying being inside you.”
I grin. “You don’t think I’m enjoying that too? That alone is almost enough to make me come.” I know what he’s doing, letting me adjust to him being inside me, but I don’t need that right now. “Let me feel you. Fuck me, Hunt.”
He pulls back and thrusts forward again, pumping his hips like his life depends on it. I love watching Hunter above me, seeing the way his body strains and his muscles tighten as he takes his pleasure from my body. Despite his focus on what he’s doing, the clear determination to make us both feel good, his eyes always soften when he’s in me, like he feels as soft inside as I do.
“Fuck yes,” I say, digging my heels into his ass, dancing my hand along the warm landscape of his skin. Hunter feels as good as he looks, little sparks of electricity pulsing through my fingertips as I explore him.
“You’re so beautiful,” he tells me, almost making me lose my rhythm, the gentle amazement in his voice hitting every pleasure spot inside me.
He adjusts his body, changing his angle. Each time his cock brushes over my prostate, all the good sensations in my body grow and multiply, until it’s almost too much.
“Give me your load. I want it. Fill me up. I want your cum inside me. You gotta do it now if you don’t want me to shoot.”
“Oh fuck!” Hunter’s throat tightens, jaw clenched as he keeps pumping. His cock spasms inside me, his body becoming jerkier with each thrust as he fucks through his orgasm, giving me exactly what I asked for as he releases inside me. He looks down at me, sweat on his brow, a loopy expression on his face, before his lips stretch into a smile.