Total pages in book: 215
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
“This is one of those times when I hope you’re speaking the truth.”
“I always speak the truth.”
Brody just stared up at him.
“Yeah, I just lied about always telling the truth. It’s a sickness. But I didn’t lie before. You’re perfect, or I wouldn’t be here with you. I wouldn’t give you the time of day. You don’t get how fucking special you are.”
Brody grinned. “Only you would tell me I’m special because I have your attention.”
“And lucky.”
Brody rolled his eyes.
“Did you roll your eyes at me, Pup?” he asked silkily.
“Maybe, Sir.”
“You’ll pay for that.”
Nerves and arousal lit up Brody’s face.
The Fox undid his belt, then his pants, pulling them down. His dick pressed against his boxers and he slid them down as well. Then he grasped his cock, running his hand up and down it while Brody stared at his dick like it was his favorite treat.
The Fox ran his hand through the other man’s dark hair. “Open your mouth.”
Brody pushed up his glasses and then parted his lips. The Fox slid the head of his dick into the other man’s mouth and Brody made a low noise of pleasure.
“You like that? You like my dick in your mouth? Do you want to taste more of me?”
He slid back out and Brody glanced up at him. “Please. More.”
“That’s my good boy.” He drove back inside, pushing more of his cock into his hot, wet mouth.
Christ.
So, fucking good.
After giving several thrusts, he leaned back against the wall, breathing more heavily than he’d thought possible. “Suck me off, boy.”
Brody drew back off his cock. “You’ll come in my mouth?”
“Yes. You’ll be my first.”
Shock, then wonder, filled Brody’s face. Followed by a sweet shyness that the Fox would kill to protect. The innocence in Brody meant everything to the Fox.
“Shit. No pressure then.”
“Oh no, there is definite pressure,” he said.
Brody’s eyes widened.
“Kidding.”
“You don’t kid,” Brody said.
“Don’t I? Well, then, yes, there’s definite pressure to make this good for me.” He ran his fingers through the other man’s hair, then tugged lightly. “But how could it not be amazing when your mouth feels like fucking nirvana?”
“Fox,” he moaned.
“Enough talking. More sucking. Get to it.”
Brody slid his tongue over the head of his cock, murmuring in pleasure.
“That’s it. You like my taste, don’t you, Pup? You’re going to swallow everything I have to give you. A special treat for my good boy.”
Brody moved back, wrapping his hand around the Fox’s dick. “I thought you were upset with me for telling you no.”
“I am,” the Fox told him. “But I’m also proud of you for saying no to me. It’s an odd sort of juxtaposition. However, don’t make a habit of it.”
“I wouldn’t dare.”
He prodded at the other man’s mouth with the head of his dick until Brody opened again. The Fox let out a sigh. “We’re going to have to do something about how much you talk.”
Brody sent him a look that he had no idea how to interpret.
It was almost like his Pup thought that he was the one who talked too much.
Preposterous.
He breathed out a sigh of pleasure as Brody moved up and down his hard shaft. His movements grew faster and the Fox had to force himself not to close his eyes and give into the sensation.
Even now, he had to remain vigilant. But he gave himself a moment to stare down at his boy. Lightly, he placed his hand on the back of Brody’s head, moving his gaze around the room.
Fuck! His boy was too good at this. His balls ached with the need to come.
“I’m close, Pup. You’re going to take all of what I give you, aren’t you?”
Brody murmured in agreement.
The orgasm built in the small of his back.
Brody took him deep, humming, and that was it.
Show fucking over.
He drove himself in and out of Brody’s mouth until he came down the other man’s throat with a loud groan. Briefly, he closed his eyes, giving in to the sensation, the pleasure, until he forced himself back into the here and now.
Breathing deeply, he stared down at Brody as the other man licked his lips, looking like the cat who ate the canary.
The Fox tucked himself away, then held out his hand to the other man, bringing him onto his feet. Drawing him close, he held the back of Brody’s head as he kissed him.
Hard and deep.
He could taste himself and that made his dick stir again.
Fuck.
He didn’t have time to do anything more. Unfortunately, his dick wasn’t listening.
The Fox drew back, then stepped away from the wall.
“Take your pants and boxers off. Then spread your legs and place your hands on the wall. Keep your gaze forward.”
Brody’s breath hitched.
Aww, he probably thought he was going to get to come.
Poor, delusional Pup.
He moved to the doorway where he’d dropped the bag he’d brought in with him. It held the camera equipment that his Pup said he wasn’t going to put up in his Bunny’s house.