Total pages in book: 166
Estimated words: 161257 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 806(@200wpm)___ 645(@250wpm)___ 538(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 161257 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 806(@200wpm)___ 645(@250wpm)___ 538(@300wpm)
Sean made it a threesome.
“Ungh—fuck—”
There we go. Definitely the sound of distraction.
Sean rubbed against his body as he worked him with three fingers, then slowly roamed his lips back down Max’s spine. It was time for something different. Something other than mere fingers. It was time to send Max careening toward full surrender.
He nipped Max’s ass cheek and slid his trio free.
Max growled, but his timbre still felt laced with unease. Probably because he knew what was coming. They’d discussed the session’s basics before they started, so Max was fully aware of what was on deck.
Sean gave his cheeks a knead, and then a frisky little smack.
Max jerked with a start.
Sean grinned. “This is fun.”
“Yeah,” Max chuckled tightly. “Just you wait. It gets better.”
Sean squeezed his own boner. He’d have to be careful. Too much better and he might come before he wanted to. He bit his lip again and gripped Max’s cock, stroked it for good measure, then grabbed Max’s plug. The one that the lube had been lying beside. The black one with the cool little button.
Hell, come to think of it, it might be the same one that Max had stuffed Sean with not so long ago. When he’d strapped Sean to his spanking bench and paddled him good while avoiding all forms of conversation. Most assuredly because the last time they’d been together, Max had fucked him on his desk then had a panic attack. Something that, in retrospect, Sean could understand him not wanting to discuss.
God, so much had happened between then and now.
Sean slicked the toy good and pressed its tip to Max’s star. “Fuck,” he breathed. “I can’t believe I’m doing this. That I’m plugging your gorgeous ass.”
“You and me both,” Max murmured, turning his head. He pressed his face into the pillow—and bore down. Sean felt the tiny push and reacted in turn, sinking the toy steadily into Max’s body.
Max’s muffled growl sounded first as he shifted against the invasion. But then a low, strained groan followed suit. Which, in his defense, seemed a pretty appropriate response. That plug wasn’t small. But hey, Max picked it out, so maybe he wanted to look tough. Either that, or he was a lot more serious about distractions than Sean had thought.
He watched the plug raptly as it spread his man wider, its thickest point over two inches in diameter. Fuck, what a sight. So fabulously pervy. Sean could feel his eyes hooding as he stared.
Another groan emitted. Max fisted his hands tight. Then, finally—or all too soon, depending on how one looked at it—that sleek plug sank securely into place.
Max grunted. Sean smiled and rubbed his ass. “Shit, Max. That was… God, that was so fucking incredible. I’m this freaking close to busting a nut.” And he honestly was. His dick was reeling like a mother. He gave the thing another chill-out squeeze.
Max coughed a tiny chuckle. “It’s a beautiful thing… Too bad you couldn’t watch when you got plugged.”
Sean laughed. “I don’t think I would’ve enjoyed that as much as you.” He thumbed the toy’s base, now flush with Max’s crack, then gave its little button a pointed push.
Bzzzzzzz—
Max moaned, eyes closing, his lower back slowly arching, which in turn made his glorious ass tilt back up. “Fuck, cat… Mmm—fuuuck…”
Sean’s blood pumped hot and fast, watching his hamstrings contract. Watching his butt cheeks flex and his biceps bulge as he pulled on his restraints. Jesus. The eyeful he was getting now put all that other shit to shame. Especially mixed with that sweet look on Max’s face. Teeth clenching tighter as sensation slowly built, brows pinching up in unmistakable bliss.
Motherfuckyeah. Sean could all but feel that incredible shit himself. Remembered all too well just how hard it’d rocked his world. When Max pushed it in deep, then fired it up and let it roll. Sweet fucking ecstasy had pumped through his channel, then overflowed into his junk and down his thighs. God, he’d been writhing in seconds flat.
A state Max was probably getting close to right now.
Sean tamped down a growl and lubed up his hands. Max muffled a heady groan into his pillow. Sean’s dick gave a nudge. He wanted to fuck Max so bad. Max’s hips shifted incessantly. Sean’s junk flat-out thrummed. He grabbed Max’s cock in one hand, his nuts in the other.
Stroke—stroke—stroke—
Max stifled a curse.
Stroke—stroke—
His spine arched even harder.
Fuuuck.
Sean’s lips parted. His eyes hooded, back to rapt.
Now that was a sight to behold.
He stroked Max faster. God, his shaft felt like steel, the flare of his crown like smooth rock.
Max’s hips bucked. Then his knees started digging into the bed. “Cat—Ungh, fuck—Yeah—Keep going—Ungh, shit—”
Whoa. Was he close? Sean kept doing what he was doing. After all, if Max came now, none of the other stuff would be necessary. He’d have let go, surrendered while completely defenseless. He’d have hurdled over his biggest and hardest mental obstacle.