Total pages in book: 157
Estimated words: 145088 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 725(@200wpm)___ 580(@250wpm)___ 484(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 145088 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 725(@200wpm)___ 580(@250wpm)___ 484(@300wpm)
Dex gave him a kiss as butterflies soared in his stomach. So many times he’d wanted to kiss Hammer yet didn’t, too wary of spooking a man who’d only started experimenting with his sexuality. But after that orgy, Hammer had become so confident in the way he approached Dex. He called the shots, and did what he wanted. Dex was more than happy to follow a guy with an attitude like that.
He shrugged with a grin. “Just get me crutches. I need to feel you.”
“Oh, you will feel me all right,” Hammer muttered with a wide grin and lapped at Dex’s thirsty mouth before moving on to his cheek in a snake-like motion, as if he were drawing something. “And if you don’t stop being so tempting, I’ll even write on your face what a needy slut you are,” he said and snuck his hand under Dex’s top.
The touch of leather against his bare skin set it on fire. Dex wanted to be marked, to forget the world outside this shower room existed. He returned the touch by sliding his hands up Hammer’s sides. “You can’t blame me for wanting your dick when you’re this hot. You can always write on me with cum.”
He glanced into the handsome face above. The scar at Hammer’s mouth gave his features character and made him look more dangerous, which appealed to Dex’s most primal desires. Here was a man who not only knew what he wanted and how to get it, but who would also fight to the death to keep that thing. To keep Dex.
He knew he’d said the magic words when Hammer squeezed his sides and tugged on Dex, wordlessly demanding for him to kneel. “Then make my dick wet, Prospect.”.
Dex’s skull steamed up with lust, and he went down without question. He ignored the pain in his arm to get Hammer’s belt open faster. Prospect. “Call me that again,” he begged as he unzipped Hammer’s jeans and pulled them down just enough to reveal the tool that made him mewl with desire. There was no better dick anywhere on the fucking planet.
He shivered when the musky scent of it reached his nose, and watched it, entranced like he had been the first time. Its size, shape, texture, and even the coarse dark hair around it were perfection, and put Dex’s mind on a single track. He leaned in to lick the tip, and as its flavor spread over his tongue, a happy groan came from the depth of his throat. Sure, so maybe he’d sucked Hammer off at Cora’s before they’d left to go shopping yesterday, but that time now felt like a lifetime ago, and he needed another hit.
Hammer smirked and pulled at Dex’s hair while pushing his hips forward to rub the desire-scented denim against Dex’s face. Oh, Hammer was already hard and waiting to shove himself into Dex’s willing mouth hole.
“I’m gonna wreck you, Prospect. Get me ready.”
Dex’s ass was definitely ready, because just hearing those words made it twitch in anticipation of touch. Hammer was the best fuck he’d ever had. He’d learned how to push Dex’s buttons so very fast, and that included the one inside Dex.
Quite unusual for someone who’d so far only slept with women.
“Is that my prospect duty? Being your cum hole?” Dex teased and looked up with glee as he sucked in the cockhead of the glorious man towering over him. He could imagine being Hammer’s daily pit stop before work. A shiver ran down his spine when he inhaled the intense scent of warmth and arousal mixed with a hint of the soap Hammer must have used before visiting the junkyard.
Dex was greedy for his own pleasure as any other guy, but getting to touch and tease the man he desired was not any different from getting closer to coming. When he had a dick in his mouth and looked up to see bliss painted on his lover’s face, pride made his balls throb. And when his lover was as stunning as Hammer, he could totally get off on just giving him a BJ. He loved to stroke Hammer’s muscular thighs, his stomach, watch his pecs rise and fall, and then eventually, to watch that tense expression Hammer made when he came. It was the single most erotic image Dex had ever seen and wished to cause it over and over.
“Would you like it to be?” Hammer whispered, standing over him like a beautiful giant worthy of every pleasure, compliment, and honor, yet who’d chosen Dex as his mate. He dropped the leather gloves and placed his warm hand on top of Dex’s head, rubbing it as if he were encouraging a puppy.
“Yes. I want you to know my body is always available to you,” Dex said, lightheaded at the notion of Hammer using him whenever he got horny. Mid-movie, while driving, as he ate dinner, or over the washing machine as he waited for that last spin cycle to end.