Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25937 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25937 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Derek sucks me like a pro. He has an incredible fucking mouth. He takes me to the back of his throat as I fuck into him, his throat muscles working around me. “Oh fuck…fuck…” I didn’t think this through very well. My whole body is sensitive, like I’m a live wire thrashing around.
When I pull out, he whines, “Give that back! I wasn’t done yet.” But then I’m lifting him and flipping him around again so he’s where I want him. Reaching behind me, I grab the lube as Derek is on his hands and knees in front of me, sucking on my rod like it’s his goddamned life support.
After wetting my fingers, I reach over. He spreads his legs, and I push two lubed fingers into his tight hole. He moans and pushes his ass back to meet them but doesn’t lose his rhythm at sucking me. “Fuck yes…such a good boy. Daddy’s boy is so good to him.”
That earns me another whimper as I finger-fuck his ass and thrust into his mouth at the same time.
My balls are so damn full, I’m not sure I’m going to be able to hold back. I bite my lip and take a deep breath as I own him.
When Derek begins to tremble, I know he’s close just from blowing me and feeling my fingers in his ass. My orgasm is right there, and just before I fall off the cliff, I pull out.
He scrambles for me. “Fuck me, please.”
“As if I would ever deny you?” I tease.
“Shut up and do it.”
Derek kneels on the bed, his hands on the headboard. Once my cock is lubed up, I push into him at just the right pace, knowing what he can take and when.
Then I take him hard and fast. The headboard bangs against the wall, our bodies slick with sweat, the room filled with grunts and moans and the smell of sex.
I can tell when he’s starting to unravel. His breathing picks up and his body tightens, his noises becoming quicker, more high-pitched.
The photo behind the bed falls off the wall, and he laughs, making his hole tighten around me.
“Oops!” Derek says.
I grab him and pull him toward me so he’s sitting up on his knees, his back to my chest. The pumps of my hips are slower now, dicking him down the way I know my boy loves. Derek turns his head to the side and we kiss, tongues tangling as our bodies meld together.
One of my hands finds its way to his cock, and I stroke, once, twice, and then Derek’s hot load spills all over my hand and his hole tightens on me again. “Fuck…give it to me. Fill me up. Own me, Daddy.”
Those words make light explode behind my eyes as a whole damn fireworks display goes off inside me. I spurt shot after shot, doing what he wants, filling him up, breeding my Derek, before we fall to the bed together. On instinct, I roll to my back and he goes with me, lying on my chest. “God, I love you,” I whisper into his hair.
“I love you too,” Derek replies softly.
5
Derek
A nudge against my shoulder.
I push against it, groaning. “Mmm…”
“Derek.” The familiar sound of Jackson’s voice soothes my tension because damn, after that fuck we shared last night, it might take me hours before I can force myself from this bed.
“Derek.” God, could there be anything better to wake up to than that deep, strong voice to assure me that my man is still in bed, right beside me? I want to pretend to be asleep a little longer to hear him say my name once again.
Just once more.
“Bottom Boy!”
What the fuck? That’s not Jackson!
My eyes pop open to see a fucking army standing around the bed.
“Holy shit!” I cry out. My body reacts instinctively, and I slide back…and realize I’m on the edge of the bed as I go tumbling to the hardwood floor.
“Fuck!” I moan.
“Derek?” It’s Gary’s voice, the same voice that caught me by surprise.
He steps around the side of the bed, peeking over the tray with metal-covered plates he’s carrying.
Jackson rolls to the side of the bed, his eyes wide with concern. “Derek, are you—”
“I’m fine,” I call out so that everyone in the room can hear the news.
Nursing my wounded shoulder, I push to my feet.
“Um…did you want to cover up?” asks Cody, who like Gary, carries a tray packed with covered dishes.
“Yes, you definitely want to cover up,” Zane assures me as he looks everywhere but at me. I finally start noticing everyone who’s here: Trav, Cody, and Hayden, all of whom are looking shocked at my display.
“Hey, you don’t get to break into our honeymoon suite and act like I’m attacking you with my naked body,” I say as I grab my underwear off the floor and hike it up my legs.