Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 81426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 407(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 407(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
“Hmm, Boyfriend is demanding, huh? I can work with that.”
I opened my mouth and let him push inside, let Jude run the show. He didn’t push all the way inside, only halfway, with slow, short, shallow thrusts, like he was testing the waters, testing me, which wouldn’t do at all.
“Who’s coddling who now? I can take you.”
His reserve snapped, I saw it, a rubber band stretched to the limit before it broke. Jude pushed down my throat, and I swallowed around him, held his ass as he fucked into my mouth with tender yet urgent strokes.
“Oh fuck, you’re good at this. You’re gonna kill me.”
He filled my mouth, stretched my lips, but I still smiled around the cock in my mouth. My own was throbbing and aching, my balls tight and full.
“Camden…holy shit, Cam, Cam…Cam.” He dropped his head back, looked up at the ceiling as he said my name over and over as though worshipping me. It made me feel like a god, like he needed to say it so he knew it was me, like maybe he’d wanted me as badly as I’d wanted him.
The fine hold I had broke open, like a dam had burst free. Then it was me leading and Jude following. I played with his heavy balls, stroked and sucked, then licked his balls and took his sac into my mouth. He tasted like salt and need, and it was every fucking thing I craved.
I blew him like my life depended on it, like this was the only time we’d have, because who knew, maybe it was. And when I took him deep and worked the head of his cock with my throat, he gasped out, “I’m gonna come… Oh God, I’m gonna come.”
I didn’t pull off, wanting to drink him down. His dick jerked in my mouth as he spurted his load down my throat. I pulled back slightly so I could get the rest of it on my tongue, needing his flavor there, and Jude shot again, giving me exactly what I wanted as I swallowed him down.
Before I knew what was happening, Jude pulled free, dropped to his knees, and spit in his hand. He wrapped it around my aching rod, his spit and my precome lubing me enough so he could work my cock.
I’d already been on the edge, and seeing him there, determination and bliss on his face as he jacked my dick, made my body feel fuzzy and my balls unleash. My eyes rolled back as I thrust into his grip, and my orgasm ripped through me, my come landing on my shirt and running down his fingers.
Jude didn’t say anything, just sat there and looked at me as my cock lay against my stomach. I wanted to ask him if he was okay, but I knew it wasn’t what he wanted. So instead I cupped his face, leaned forward, and pressed a kiss to his lips. “You taste even better than I thought you would.”
Damned if my beautiful fake boyfriend didn’t look at me and blush.
CHAPTER NINE
Jude
Awkward Boy’s suspicions are confirmed. ~ Theo’s comic
I was filled with conflicting emotions. On the one hand, I’d just come harder than I had in a long time, maybe ever. I’d been coming to terms with my feelings for a while by then. I had been in love with Rush. I was attracted to Camden.
I was bisexual. Full stop.
Maybe a bisexual man who rarely felt that pull toward other men, but I did with Rush and Cam, so that had to mean something.
On the other hand, it was different knowing that, different getting used to it or planning to act on it, than it was actually having an orgasm in a dude’s mouth and then jerking him off. I didn’t regret it, not at all, but I was sorting through it all in my head.
Cam had blown me. I’d jacked his dick, watched him come…wondered what he tasted like.
Was a little freaked out, but I didn’t want him to go home. And yep, the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to know what he tasted like too. Definitely into men.
“Do you, um…wanna stay?” I asked, vulnerable in a way that made me shift uncomfortably.
“You sure you’re okay with that? If you need space, I’d understand.”
The second he finished speaking I knew I was, in fact, okay with it. I wanted him to stay. His response was the exact reason—his unwavering, quiet nobility that made him do the right thing, that made him care about others, that had shown me I could be vulnerable with him even when the thought made me want to run.
“There you go babying me again,” I joked. I stood and held my hand out for him. Camden looked at me for a second, then another and another, until I began to fear he wouldn’t stay, but then he reached for me too, and I pulled him to his feet.