Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 84247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
This time we were more careful as we went to the waterfall. There was an open space behind it, where rock naturally formed into what was almost a bench. I sat down, but Callum stood right under the spray, letting the water fall down over his head, face, and chest.
Then he ducked in with me. “I think this is the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen.”
Him there was the most incredible thing I’d ever seen, but I didn’t tell him that. Instead I lay down on the rock bed behind the waterfall and pulled him with me. Callum came easily, lying on top of me as our mouths fused together again.
He was hard, his erection thrusting against mine slowly as we lazily kissed like we had all the time in the world.
I dipped my hand down the back of his underwear, squeezed his ass, teased his crack. We hadn’t fooled around like that yet, but I had blown him another time.
Cal whimpered when I rubbed my finger along his hole. He pulled his mouth away from mine, and his eyes rolled. “God, that’s good. I miss that. Can you push your finger inside?”
A tremor made my body jolt with want beneath him. “Yeah, fuck yeah, I can do that.”
I pulled my hand free and sucked my finger before finding his rim again. I pushed in, and it was so fucking tight, just inching the digit in the ring of muscle. He made a hungry, needy sound again, moving against me, riding my hand.
I didn’t understand how it could feel good, because I’d never had something in my ass before, but the bliss was clear on his face. “What do you need?” I was so out of my element, but not embarrassed about wanting to pleasure him. I wanted to give Callum everything he needed.
“Here, let me…” He lifted away from me. I missed the feel of his body instantly, but then Callum tugged his trunks off and lay on his back. His cock was hard, pulsing with veins, and I licked my lips, wanting to taste him again. “Water or saliva isn’t the best lube, but we can make it work. If you finger me, about two or so inches in, curl your finger like this.” He showed me. “You’ll find my prostate. You play with that, and I’ll go off like a rocket.”
“Okay.” I nodded, sucked my finger, and pushed it inside him again. He was tight and hot, and I was sure would feel like heaven wrapped around my cock. I did what he said with my finger, before finding a spongy bump. As soon as I touched it, Callum arched off the rock.
“Yeah…fuck yes. Right there.” Precome leaked from his slit, his blue eyes fiery with desire as they held me. I’d never seen anyone so beautiful.
I played with his prostate, fingering him and rubbing it, while I used my other hand to stroke his cock. I kissed his scar, licked his nipples, and swallowed his sounds as he mumbled and moaned and thrashed against the earth.
“Knox…so good. God, it’s so good. Add another finger.” Leaning over, I spit for more lubrication before doing what he said.
I jacked him and fucked him with my hand while my cock ached and throbbed to be inside him.
“Close…so close,” he said breathlessly.
I pushed my fingers deeper, faster, before brushing that spot inside him that made him fly.
Callum’s whole body tightened and bowed toward me, his mouth falling open as his cock spurted come on his abs and my hand.
“Jesus, you’re gorgeous. The sexiest damn thing I’ve ever seen.”
I shoved my underwear down and jerked my cock until my own orgasm barreled into me and I spilled my release all over him.
We lay there together, hard rock beneath us, the waterfall in front of us, catching our breath.
“I missed that.”
“You could have asked me. I always want to give you what you need.”
Callum turned to me, a sweet, almost bashful smile on his lips. “You do.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Callum
I was running around like a chicken with my head cut off.
We were having Josh, Natalie, Kellan, Chase, Griffin, Lawson, and Remington—Remy, he said I could call him Remy—to the house today, and for some reason, I was acting like they were royalty or something.
It wasn’t as if I hadn’t been around all of them; maybe not a lot, but I had. The thing was, I hadn’t been around all of them as Knox’s guy, which made it different. I really did like being Knox’s guy, though. In fact, I liked it so much, I wished I could sing and dance to a song with lyrics about what it was like being Knox’s guy…or wear a T-shirt that said it so everyone would know. They’d see me and be like, Oh, look. There’s Knox’s guy. Maybe all that made me a little crazy, but right then I couldn’t find it in myself to care.