Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 86614 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 433(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86614 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 433(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Because nerves or not, I planned to do exactly that.
I caught up with him just as he skidded to a stop in front of my bedroom. I wrapped my arms around him, reeled him in easily, like he was happy on my hook. His ass pressed against my hard cock, Garrett pushing back like his hole was begging for attention while I peppered kisses along the back of his neck. “I can’t wait to fuck you.”
“You planning on doing it sometime tonight?” I felt him move and looked down to see him stroking his thick erection. He hadn’t been lying; he was big. I loved the feel of his fat dick stretching out my lips, wondered if one day he would want to fuck me and if I’d let him. I thought maybe I would.
“Stop being an asshole.”
“Get inside my asshole.”
We laughed, our bodies vibrating in sync like the moves had been choreographed.
I walked toward the bed, still holding him and pressing my lips to his skin, sinking my teeth into his shoulder, but not enough to leave a permanent mark.
It was awkward to move, but finally, we got to my king-size bed with the massive dark-cherry headboard and footboard. I pushed him down so he was still standing but bent over, hands braced on the mattress, his perfect ass in the air.
I grabbed the lube and a condom out of my nightstand, and G didn’t move, just waited for me. “See? You can be a good boy,” I teased.
“Fuck you,” he replied, but goose bumps took a journey up and down his arms, making me wonder how much he liked it.
Nerves waged a war in my gut, but I tried to ignore them, let the want I felt for Garrett override everything else. I tossed the supplies to the mattress and stood behind him, kissing each knob of his spine, my fingers seeking his hole again.
I rubbed his tight rim, hoped I didn’t blow my load the second I got inside him. My mouth trailed down, and when I reached his ass, I started to work my way up again. Fuck, his hard body felt good.
“You know…you can kiss him hello first. It’s proper manners and all,” Garrett said, and I paused because damn, I hadn’t even thought of that. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t seen guys rim each other in porn. I’d eaten a lot of pussy over the years, but I’d never fucked a girl in the ass, and I’d never let my tongue travel there either. “You don’t have to. It feels fucking great, though. I’ll tongue-fuck you first. I’m amazing at it.”
Of course, I wasn’t going to let myself be one-upped, so I dropped to my knees. “Yeah, that’s not gonna happen. Not that you’re not, but you won’t be first. I’ll show you how it’s done.”
“You’ve never done it.”
“Doesn’t mean I won’t be the best at it.” I playfully smacked his ass. Garrett chuckled while kneeling on the side of the bed, at just the right height for me. Why was everything so much with him? I wasn’t even sure that made sense, but that’s how it felt.
I ran my hands over his ass cheeks, spread them wide, and took in his tight, pink hole. Jesus, I couldn’t believe I’d have my cock inside him soon.
“Come on, Rams. Show me what you can do. I can’t wait for you to eat me out before you dick me down.”
White-hot lust shot through me. Somehow, Garrett knew just what to say. He was talking me up, distracting me so I didn’t worry. I appreciated it. We did that, I noticed, give and took, led and followed, whether it was football, sex, or life.
I leaned in, swiped my tongue over him, drew circles on his tight muscle.
“Fuck yeah. Just like that. Make me feel good, get me ready for your fingers and that big dick of yours.”
Said cock jerked against my belly. It was so hot hearing him talk to me like that. I reached around him, stroked his dick while I licked and probed at him. Garrett pushed back, like he couldn’t get enough, practically riding my face and moaning, telling me how much he wanted me, how hard I was going to make him come. I hadn’t even gotten inside him, and my balls already begged to empty, to paint him with my load.
“If you’re not careful,” Garrett said, “you’re gonna drain my balls too soon.”
I smiled against his ass. “Told you I’d be good at this.”
“Get the lube and open me up some more.”
“Good boys say please,” I teased.
He laughed, then moved over, head on the pillows and lying on his back. With a sexy smirk curling his lips, Garrett stroked his cock. “Who said I want to be good?”
An electrical storm went off inside me, my nerves cracking and popping with hungry sparks. I crawled onto the bed, settled between his spread thighs. “I’m gonna ruin you for anyone else, gonna make you come so hard, your head spins.”