Total pages in book: 142
Estimated words: 132031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 660(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 132031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 660(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
He angled his hand at the base of Dev’s cock to grip his sac, massaging the balls. He reached around with his other hand to finger Dev’s hole. He was met with Dev’s hand already at work, stretching himself open for what was to come. Cash lifted his gaze as he bobbed his head back and forth.
“As much as I hate to say it, we don’t have a lot of time,” Dev hissed, his eyes like laser beams, tracking each thrust of Cash’s mouth.
The fingers in his hair tightened. Cash didn’t want to stop either. Dev’s taste, that unique flavor that was all his biker, goaded him to milk Dev dry. He knew with all certainty that this man was good for multiple orgasms.
Dev tugged Cash’s head back by the hair. The strength and force he used gave Cash no choice but to let Dev’s cock pop free. “We don’t have time for this right now.”
The haze of lust he was lost in wanted him to argue, to go back to devouring the delicious cock still in his hand, but he let go, and removed his hand from Dev’s ass. He stood while reaching for the bottle of lube.
“Turn around,” he ordered, squirting a generous amount of the lubricant on his fingers. He carelessly tossed the lube back on the shelf.
“Make me feel it,” Dev said. The good-natured grin Cash had grown to love spread across Dev’s handsome face as he leaned in and pecked him on the lips before turning and offering him his ass.
What a beautiful sight.
Cash gripped his cock, coating the length with the lube. He traced Dev’s rim with his fingers pressing against Dev’s hole, easily slipping two fingers inside. “I’m making love to you,” Cash whispered, stretching and widening Dev as he spoke. “Do you hear me?”
“Yeah.” Dev glanced over his shoulder and reached back, taking Cash’s cock in his hand. He brought it to his hole, positioning it before he pushed back against the tip.
Jesus. The man took almost all of him on the first go. Cash’s world blipped, short circuiting his brain. The sensation of being so deep so fast was heady. An unsteadiness swamped him for a second before reality swooped back in at hyper speed. The air conditioning tickled his heated skin. The erotic moan from Dev sent Cash’s senses into overdrive. He tucked his hips to keep himself lodged in Dev’s exquisite channel.
“Fuck me, baby. Hard.” Dev bucked against him, sending Cash’s cock out only to push forward again. Every nerve ending in his body was set alight as Dev dropped his forehead against the concrete wall. “Yeah, baby. You got it. Keep goin’.”
Baby. He loved that word.
It was all the encouragement he needed. Cash gripped onto Dev’s hips, thrusting, and driving in and out of that delicious heat. He prayed this moment never ended while fighting an orgasm building at warp speed. He thrust his hips, pushing in and out of Dev’s hot ass.
“You feel good,” Cash murmured as Dev started pushing back against him.
“It feels better than that,” Dev mumbled, his moans building in steady rhythm with Cash’s moving hips. “Oh jeez…fuck.” Dev’s entire body reared back, his head landing on Cash’s shoulder, his hands reaching behind him to grip Cash’s ass. He thrust his hips, pounding against Cash, taking all of him in quick, short bursts.
Cash lost his shit, forcing Dev’s body forward, against the wall. He fucked Dev hard and fast, pistoning his hips wildly. “I’m gonna come.”
Clumsily, he reached around Dev’s body, taking Dev’s cock in his hand.
“No, don’t touch…” Dev pitched forward, his body tensing and locking, breath coming in low and shallow pants. He gripped Cash’s palm at his cock, turning his awkward hand job into a deep stroke with determination. Dev’s ass constricted and pulsed around him, scrambling his brain with pleasure.
Liquid heat coated his palm and fingers. The proof of Dev’s desire was all he could bear. His own release burned a path from the back of his neck to the bottom of his spine and ripped from his balls, slamming through him with such a force he barely had time to withdraw his cock before painting Dev’s perfect ass with his seed.
The earth shifted under his feet. Cash used Dev’s body and the wall to stay upright. His forehead landed on Dev’s inked shoulder blade.
“There’s a roll of paper towels on the shelf by the lube. I need those,” Dev groaned. His voice sounded very much like Cash’s body felt, haggard yet sated.
He forced himself to take a closer look at the coveted, secret room, the heart of the club. How had the importance of his surroundings taken such a backseat to the man in front of him?
Shit. The reality of where they stood and how long they’d been inside this sacred space motivated him into action. He looked down at his come dripping off the curve of Dev’s ass.