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)
“Shit, baby. You’re not going to lose me. I’m literally sitting outside your condo right now because I knew if I called, you wouldn’t answer.”
It’s such a ridiculous thing, but I smile at the fact that he knows me so well, that he’s waiting for me and didn’t call because he knows I’m a total fucking idiot. “I’m sitting outside your place.”
“I should have stayed there and waited.”
“I like that you went looking for me. Most people wouldn’t.”
“I’m not most people. I’m not giving you up, Lucas. I want you too damn much.”
I close my eyes, unwilling to let myself sit here and cry on his goddamned doorstep. “I’ve always wanted you,” I remind him. “I’ll come to you.”
“No. I’m already on my way.” It’s impossible to hold back my smile at his response. “Go inside and wait for me.”
“I’ll be naked,” I say.
“I’m counting on it.” The worry I felt moments ago was wiped away with each and every one of his words.
I unlock the door and go inside, heading straight upstairs. I don’t know what Hunter is going to want when he gets here, but I’m up for anything, so I freshen up. I don’t care what we do. I don’t care if we don’t do anything at all. I just want him.
Eventually, I hear the front door open. Hunter doesn’t come upstairs right away, and I wonder what he’s doing down there. But soon I hear him on the stairs, walking down the hallway, then coming into the room.
My breath hitches. Hunter is standing there, naked as I am, his cock soft and hanging between his legs. The man’s body is to die for, this sculpture of a man, carved out of stone and made exactly for me. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
“I was thinking the same about you.” Hunter steps closer, then closer still.
“So I’ve heard,” I tease, and he chuckles. “I’m so sorry,” I say when he climbs onto the bed and straddles me. “That he knows. That we have to deal with this. That being with me is—”
“What I want,” Hunter cuts me off. “Being with you is what I want, and none of this is your fault. It won’t be easy, but I want it.”
My heart swells, growing so big it’s hard to breathe.
I wrap my hand around his shaft and give it a stroke. He’s already coming to life for me, so I keep going. “I want this.”
Hunter nods, pushing up on his knees and moving closer to my mouth. My head is propped up on his pillows, so the angle is good. He traces my lips with the head of his dick. He smells so fucking good, slightly musky, but also fresh like maybe he spent some time downstairs getting ready for me.
“Open,” he orders, and I do. Hunter pushes his dick into my mouth, going deep before pulling out again, then rubbing his spit-slick cock on my cheek. “I was so fucked in the head today. I didn’t know what to do, what to think, but no matter how many disaster situations my mind built up, the truth was still there…that none of it is enough to make me want to stop. I don’t ever want to stop being with you.” His dick slides into my mouth again, not giving me the chance to respond, so instead I moan around him, suck him, offer him all my hungry sounds so he knows none of it is enough to make me stop either.
I rub my hands up his thighs, around to his ass, grabbing it, pulling him closer, needing as much of Hunter in my mouth as I can take.
“Fuck, you’re so good at that. Look at you taking my dick like it was made for you. It was, baby. This feels so right.”
I try to show him how much I agree, give him all the pleasure I can, filling the room with sounds of how much I want him, while Hunter fucks into my mouth. He doesn’t take his eyes off me, intense and passionate, the blue in them looking almost like it’s swirling.
Hunter wants me.
Despite the things in our past I wish were different, despite the guilt I’ll always feel for being with him, we’re in love, and I plan to make sure he knows I will always choose him…and that I’m starting to believe he’ll choose me too.
He continues to use my mouth, every few minutes pulling out and rubbing his cock on my face. I’m fucking feral for it, feral for him, sliding my finger into his crack and rubbing his hole. I slip my finger into my mouth, get it slick, then push the tip inside his ass as he slides his dick into my mouth again. I love the taste of him, the scent of him, the feel of his hot, hard dick on my tongue and his tight hole around my finger.