Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 19458 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 97(@200wpm)___ 78(@250wpm)___ 65(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19458 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 97(@200wpm)___ 78(@250wpm)___ 65(@300wpm)
A few knowing smiles grin at us as we scurry onto Steven’s yacht. Gary heads straight to the private room Steven gave us to use as a home base. The second the door closes behind us, I shove Gary against the wall and tease his lips with my tongue. He tastes as sweet as he always does, moaning into my mouth.
I thrust against him, grip his hips tightly, and dig my fingers in, loving the feel of him in my grasp.
“Fuck,” Gary says and drops his head back as I kiss my way down his throat. “This reminds me of that first time in the hallway at Metropolis.”
I grin against his skin, thrilled that I’m not the only one who’s feeling nostalgic lately. Gary’s mentioned quite a few stories of our time together recently, and each one makes me realize how much I love him. “When I tied your wrists in your shirt. You love it when I get a little rough with you, don’t you?”
His fingers knot in my hair, and he tugs. “You know I do. Now are we going to do this or what? If you need me to take over, I can.”
“Funny guy.” I laugh before biting the meaty part of his neck where it meets his shoulder.
He tugs the button and zipper on my jeans, shoving them down as I take his mouth again. Gary gives me his tongue, and I suck it while attempting to get him out of his pants too.
We fumble, laughing and kissing as we both nearly trip over the jeans now around our ankles, and we try to make our way to the bed.
“Maybe we should’ve thought this through a little better.”
“Thinking takes all the fun out of it,” I tell him before picking him up and tossing him to the bed. My fingers hook his pants and underwear, jerking them over his feet before I toss them to the floor. Gary pulls his shirt off, lying there naked and hard and so fucking beautiful. I’m struck dumb for a second because it hits me—he’s mine. He’s been mine for a while, but today, I’m going to take a step to make that more official. How in the fuck did I get so lucky? I talk a lot of shit, but I know I’m the lucky one and not the other way around.
“Trav?” Gary asks, his forehead wrinkling. “You okay?”
I hadn’t realized I’d paused, so I pull myself back into the moment. “Yeah…yeah, I’m good.” I get the rest of my clothes off, pull the lube out of my bag, which is next to the bed and toss it beside him. “This is where you confirm how good I am, Gary.”
He laughs. “Oh God, Travis. You’re so fucking good. However do I handle you?”
“You’re Superass. You can handle anything.” I fist my cock and stroke, making his eyes go wide before he licks his lips. “Now let me see that hole I love so much.”
That earns me another smile. Gary turns over to his knees, spreads his legs, and my cock jerks against my stomach when I see his tight hole between his cheeks. I lean over, bite his ass, and laugh at his sharp squeak. “This has to be fast. I’ll give you snuggles later.”
He barks out a laugh. “Snuggles? What in the hell has gotten into you?”
“Me?” I tease. “Nothing. But I’m about to get in you.”
“Are you sure? It’s taking you a long time. I’m about to fall asleep over here.”
“It’s called anticipation.” After flipping open the lube, I pour some into my hand, wet my cock, and then rub some on his hole. Gary purrs, wiggles his ass, and damned if it’s not like the first time every time I have him.
Kneeling on the bed behind him, I stroke my dick against him before I push in.
“Fuck, yesss.…God, Trav, this was just what I needed,” Gary says breathily.
He’s tight—tight, and hot and so fucking mine. “Me, too.” My fingers dig into his hips again as I thrust, fucking him and making the bed slam into the wall over and over again.
Christ, this ass. He fucking kills me.
Gary wraps a hand around his dick, and I realize I really fucking want to see his face when he comes. I swat it away, pull out, and flip him. He chuckles, his blue eyes looking up at me with a sort of sparkle I don’t understand. It’s different from the way Gary usually looks at me, and I wonder if somehow, he knows what I’m planning today. The only person I told is Cody, and I know there’s no way he spilled.
“I’m waiting,” he says before pulling me down on top of him. He pushes his tongue into my mouth, kissing me deep while I work my way into his tight fucking ass again, then hook his knees with my arms to hold him open wide. “Fuck, you feel good,” he mumbles into my mouth.