Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 73817 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73817 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
“Intense. Coming on too strong. But …” He lifts his head from my chest to get a look at my face. “But when I know it’s the real thing, I’ve gotta be bold. My time on the streets has taught me to know what you have and to hold on to it tightly, or else it slips away. I … I can’t let you just think I’m here freeloading off of you. You deserve to be happy, too. We fulfill all of each other’s needs, don’t we? We could be good for each other, Coop.”
I shut my eyes.
It isn’t a lie. That gaping hole in my life, that hole I fill with my bar, with my porch plants, with my hobbies … it’s been a lot less empty these past couple of days.
Past couple of days …? Am I hearing myself? “You are young. I know you don’t want me to say it, but it’s the truth. There are tons of guys your age on this island, guys you’d be happier to spend time with, to form relationships with, and maybe to fall in love with someday.”
“Coop, I don’t want some fickle boy my age. I want a man like you. Someone who knows the world, who can protect me from it, but also experience it with me. I want someone I can take care of, too, as much as he takes care of me. It’s obvious. We’re good for each other.”
He’s really selling the dream. If I just play along with him and forget everything I know, I can believe the pair of us could make this work. “You’ve known me for less than two days,” I remind him.
“But does it feel like two days?” He searches my eyes. To him, it’s anything but a joke. “It wasn’t a coincidence I ended up at your bar. You caught me. You’ve been looking for a guy like me, a guy who fits right into your life. Our relationship began with you literally looking for me.”
I can’t convince him that what he’s seeing is a fantasy. It would be cruel to suggest that, considering the happy, pleading look in his eyes. Who am I to shatter that dream?
I know better. He will wake up one of these days and realize his life is still awaiting him out there, with another guy, with another dream-filled young man, with someone who can give him more of a future.
I smile. “You’re adorable.”
“Don’t patronize me.”
“Just another fact. You are. You’re adorable. Who in their right mind would take a look at you and not just …?”
He stares at me, waiting for the rest of that sentence.
Fall in love?
Was that what I was about to say?
He must assume that’s exactly what I was going to say, because he brings his lips to mine. I realize I can’t resist him. Our kissing intensifies. Then his hands reach around my body and start grappling with my tank, desperate to get it out of the way. I respond the only way I can, by kissing him right back, by holding him against me like a delicate treasure, all mine, someone I know I may only be able to cherish for a moment.
His hand slips down between our bodies, and I feel his fingers delicately slide over the smooth, silky material of my boxer-briefs.
Prickles of delight rocket through my body. The touch is so sensitive, it feels like I’m wearing nothing at all when his fingertips graze over my crotch.
“Seany, baby …” I start.
“Yes,” he says, misunderstanding, “I want to be your baby. I want to be yours. All yours.”
For all of my sense, I suddenly have none. I fall right into the dream he just painted for us and give in, kissing him deeply. His hand massages and kneads my crotch with such strength, I can’t help but feel the hunger for him rage through my body. My hands are out of my control as I take hold of his body, then slide them down his back to cup his tight little ass. It’s been too long. I miss this. I need this.
I flip him onto his back, then drag my mouth down his body. His nipples become my two favorite candies as I lick them like lollipops, one at a time. The noise of Seany as he squirms beneath me only encourages me more. I wrap my lips around one and suck until he cries out unintelligibly, unable to contain himself. His body is like a buffet of sexy, delicious snacks I can’t get enough of. His skin, smooth and supple. His abs, firm and pliable. And as I reach the waistband of his underwear, they peel downward so easily, it’s like they’re inviting me inside with no reservation.
His dick is so hard, it pops right out and flexes against the side of my face, desperate to be pleasured. I have never seen a cock more aesthetically beautiful than his. The skin is soft to the touch, even when hard, and not too veiny. I open my mouth to the cockhead, and it slips right in, like it’s returning to a home it’s never been in. Seany sighs with relief and surprise as I suck on just the head, which I know will drive him wild. My tongue teases the underside, tickling it, titillating it, until I know there’s surely no way he could possibly get harder and more ready than he is.