Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 55171 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 276(@200wpm)___ 221(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55171 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 276(@200wpm)___ 221(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
“This is what I wanted to do,” he rasped, hardly recognizing his voice as fantasy merged with reality. “In the shower. I wanted to throw you on the floor and fuck you. Make you scream my name. Make you come.”
A fine tremor shook Ken’s lean body beneath his hands and he lifted up onto his elbows, his ass tilting enticingly. “Do it, Brady. I need it. Make me scream.”
Jesus. Brady gripped Ken’s hip and guided his cock to that tight ring of muscles that clenched in anticipation. Would he hurt him? “Tell me if you need me to stop.”
Brady hissed as he pushed the head of his shaft inside and felt Ken’s muscles squeeze around him like a vise. “Fuck, you’re tight. Damn it, I’ve never felt anything so ti— We need to slow down…”
He heard Ken breathe out with a low moan, and then Brady was shouting in shock and arousal as Ken backed up forcefully, impaling and stretching himself wide on Brady’s cock. “Fuck.”
“Yes.” Ken cried. “Oh God, you’re so big. Fuck me, Finn. Make me take it. I need it so bad.”
Brady bent over Ken’s back, one hand digging into his shoulder and the other wrapping around his braid as he started to move inside him. Deeper. “You like that?” He yanked the braid and Ken cried out. “Damn, that’s sexy, Tanaka. Do it again.” Another yank and another cry of arousal.
He dragged his hips back, grinding his teeth with the effort of restraint. Such a tight fit. He wouldn’t last long, but he never wanted to stop.
He’d never imagined it would feel like this. That sex could feel like this. Like dying and being born again with every thrust of his hips. It felt so good it hurt. So good he forced himself to pick out a tattoo on Ken’s back he could focus on in case he started losing control. He wanted to make this last.
“Brady.” Ken moaned low, shuddering. “Harder. Your cock is in me so deep, everywhere, and I’m so close. Fuck me harder so I can come.”
He hadn’t even touched him yet. Brady’s hand left his hip to grip Ken’s erection. It was already dripping with pre-cum. Ken shuddered again at the touch and Brady’s fingers were coated. Holy shit. “Can you come like this, Ken? If I give you the hard fucking you’re begging for, will you come for me?”
“Need to come for you. Want you so bad. Make me…” Ken sounded lost in pleasure. Brady couldn’t resist him. Not now.
He dropped Ken’s braid and held onto his other shoulder, the wet fingers of his other hand firmly on Ken’s stomach. He took a deep breath that was more like a prayer before increasing his rhythm. Faster. He heard the slap of their flesh with each quick thrust and grit his teeth as lightning started to spark up his spine.
God, that’s it. You love it don’t you, you sexy bastard? Love having that tight hole fucked and filled so much you’re going to come before I do.
Ken cried out his approval when Brady started to sling his hips forward with more force. It felt so good he had to go deeper. Harder.
Harder. Pin him to the floor and fuck him. That was what Ken wanted. That was what Brady was desperate to give him.
The large room rang with their hoarse cries as he set a jarring, punishing rhythm. Ken’s tight ass stretched around him, trying to accommodate his girth, and seeing it made Brady wilder. Soon his hips were banging into Ken’s so hard and fast that the man beneath him started clawing at the wood floor for purchase. “Is that too hard, Ken? Too much? Are you going to try and stop me now?” Don’t tell me to stop.
“Don’t stop, Finn,” he begged hoarsely. “That’s it. Like that. Oh, that big cock is fucking me so hard. It’s perfect. Give me more.”
Brady started to growl with each impact, hearing Ken begging for him. For more. It was perfect. Raw. He’d never let go like this before. Never taken what he really wanted without holding back. This was what he needed. And Ken wanted more.
Ken’s hand reached for his where it had flattened on his stomach. “Coming.” His words were garbled with arousal. “I’m coming for you, Brady. Coming hard for you.”
Brady gripped Ken’s cock and felt each pulsing wave as he ejaculated onto the floor. “Christ, Ken, I—”
Knowing he was coming without help made Brady so hot that he fell over the edge. He pressed Ken’s shoulders down flat on the floor and filled him over and over again as he found his climax, shouting his name and falling into oblivion. “Ken. God, Tanaka. Ken… Oh, fuck!”
Lightning struck and he couldn’t hear anything but his own heart. Couldn’t feel anything but Ken’s tight ass milking his release as he rocked against him.