Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 78470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 392(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
“Fuck me,” he demands, right as I say, “I want to fuck you now.”
Then we’re laughing, and kissing hard and passionately and, most importantly, taking off all this annoying underwear.
I push down his boxer briefs then he scrambles to sit up and tug mine off. I savor the sight of him—this gorgeous man who wants me as much as I want him.
It’s almost too much to bear. I flip him to his back, climb over him, and grab my dick. I stroke it once then let go to stroke his.
I blow out a long, horny breath. “I want to make your first time so good for you.”
“Everything’s good for me,” he says, all dreamy, and yeah, I know he wants to sleep with me.
But I know, too, that sex can hurt.
First times can hurt.
I slow the pace. “But how do you want me?”
Hunter shrugs, open and vulnerable. “I don’t know, Nate.”
I take his confession and I run with it. “That’s okay. Because I know how to make it good for you.”
“Yeah?”
This is such a privilege. “Yeah, I do,” I say as I kiss his cheek. He turns with me, letting me lavish his jawline with soft and hungry kisses while I brush my beard against his face. “I’m going to open you up for me, then you’re going to straddle me and ride my dick, nice and slow. You’re going to take your time, and I’m going to make you feel fucking incredible. And if anything hurts, we’ll stop or change or whatever you need. How does that sound?”
He groans, like he’s this close to coming. “Fucking amazing. And I need it to start right now.”
As I grab the supplies, I’m not sure which of us wants this more. But I am sure this is how sex should be.
24
GIVE ME RUG BURN
Hunter
Truly, I didn’t expect sex tonight. Didn’t even let myself hope for it. Now, I’m praying this never stops. I had no idea anything could make me feel this good.
His tongue. His lips. His sounds. And his hands, sliding along my thighs as he draws my dick into his mouth.
“I don’t know if that’ll help us fuck,” I mutter, floating in pleasure already. “Mostly it makes me want to come in your mouth.”
He laughs against my dick, humming, then he pops off. “Good. But let’s see how this makes you feel,” he says, then reaches for the lube, coats his fingers, and presses one against my ass.
I hold my breath.
“Breathe,” he urges gently.
“Oh, right,” I say, feeling a little foolish.
But then I’m feeling a little good as he gently presses the pad against me.
I breathe out, willing myself to relax. I mean he’s not even in me—
Oh, holy fuck.
His finger’s in me. And his mouth is on my cock.
And it’s a pop-pop-pop of sensations. My dick, my ass, my balls. It’s like a fucking parade down there. There’s confetti and a marching band, and everything’s happening all at once.
He takes me in deeper, his tongue swirling along my length. As he sucks, he murmurs, and the sound of his pleasure makes me even hotter. I want so much right now. I want him in me. But I know, too, I’ve got to just…relax into this.
I shudder in a deep breath, savoring the feel of his warm mouth, his tongue flicking against me, his finger teasing.
Then stroking.
Then crooking.
My hips jump.
The intensity. Holy hell, the wicked intensity down there.
My brain goes as wild as my body. “That’s fucking new,” I gasp.
I feel him laugh against my cock, but he doesn’t relent. For a few fantastic minutes of dirty heaven, he sucks more of my dick while he plays with me.
I don’t want to stop; it’s so fucking good. When he crooks his finger again, hitting me there, I groan for days. “I think I might come,” I mutter.
There’s laughter again, then he lets go of my dick. “I can finish you like this,” he offers.
I howl. “No fucking way. I need your dick inside me.”
With a wicked smile, Nate pushes his finger a little deeper. “You’ll get it, handsome. But let me finger you a little more.”
“Fine, fine. If you insist, I’ll have another,” I rasp out.
His lips quirk, then he stage whispers, “I’ve already got two in you.”
“You sneaky fucker.”
Filthy delight shines in his eyes. “Need to make sure you can take me.”
Take him.
That’s all I want, so I lie back against the pillow and revel in the sharp, hot pleasure for another few minutes. As he opens me up more, he kisses my dick too. I’m overwhelmed with sensations. But after a while, that’s enough. “I’m ready. Condom. Now.”
Nate eases out his fingers. Flopping to his back, he grabs the protection, rolls it onto his hard shaft, then covers it in lube.
I climb over him.
For a moment, panic knocks on my shoulder, the fear of the coming pain. I swallow nervously. “Will it hurt?”