Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 100588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 503(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 503(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
As I waited for him to return, I looked around the main room of the cabin. I hadn’t had much time to notice Xander’s home before he’d carried me into his bedroom, and I was pleasantly surprised at what a nice, comfortable place he had. There was a tidy area in one corner of the main room that housed snow skis, a snowboard, and plastic milk crates full of what appeared to be rock climbing equipment. The rest of the room held a large, comfortable sofa along with two overstuffed chairs. The seating faced a well-used stone fireplace, and I realized I hadn’t seen a television anywhere.
Off the side of the main room was an open kitchen with a large round table and chairs. I padded over to the kitchen and found what I needed to start a pot of coffee and feed Bear before letting him back in the front door.
By the time I got back to the bedroom, my head was spinning with ideas about how I wanted to wake Xander up. I caught myself grinning like a fool as I took in the long form of his body outlined under the bedcovers. His long hair lay tangled on the pillow around his head and my fingers twitched with the need to touch it— to touch him. Anywhere and everywhere I could get my hands on.
I slipped the covers back and feasted my eyes on his naked body. There wasn’t a shred left of the little boy body I’d known so well, yet every single part of him was familiar to me in a way. I wanted to lick every fucking millimeter of his skin and run my hands over every part of him. The idea that I’d have an infinite number of opportunities to explore this body in the coming days, weeks, months and years made my stomach turn somersaults.
I laid a knee on the edge of the bed and stretched forward to drop soft kisses on the inside of his thigh. The curve of his quads leading up to his hip was firm under my hand, and that was all it took for my dick to harden and my balls to wake up.
Xander murmured something I couldn’t quite make out as he shifted in bed, his legs opening wider to expose himself further.
I quickly dragged my mouth up to brush against his sac before running my tongue against the smooth skin of his morning wood. I heard a quick intake of breath, followed by a groan, but I ignored it— instead, I focused on getting my lips around his thick cock.
He gasped again and brought his hands to my head, fingers forking into my hair and gripping it before he was even fully awake.
“Benny,” he croaked. “Fuck, don’t stop.”
I shook my head and hummed around him instead of answering with words, and his cock pulsed in my mouth in response.
“Oh god. Jesus,” he murmured. “Fuck that feels good, baby. So good.”
My tongue danced around the head of his cock before I took him all the way to the back of my throat. I tried to ignore the tightening fingers in my hair and focused on suppressing my gag reflex so I could take him down as deep as I could. The sounds coming out of him bore witness to my success and before I knew it, he was trying to pull me off him.
“No, dammit. You’re gonna make me come,” he grumbled. “I want inside you.”
I pulled off and locked eyes with him before speaking. “Un-uh. I’m in charge this time, babe.”
Xander’s eyes widened in surprise for a brief moment before he rolled them and fell back onto the pillow. “You’re always the one in charge,” he complained. “Now you’re going to tease me and make me cry and beg.”
I barked out a laugh.
“You love it when I tease you,” I said. I ran the tip of my tongue around his nipple before pulling it into my mouth and sucking. My teeth grazed against the hard nub and he thrust his hard cock up into my belly.
“I do not,” he gasped, even though his leaking cock betrayed his words.
I leaned up and bit the lobe of one ear. “Do too,” I whispered into his ear. He let out a whimper as my fingers teased the hair just below his happy trail. I felt the cool touch of precum brush against the back of my knuckles, but I ignored that part of him for now.
“Fuck you. Touch it. Do it,” he growled.
“Nah. Not yet. You’re being awfully growly right now. I think maybe you need a reminder of who’s in charge here. I recall you seeming to have a certain fascination with my hand spanking this perfect ass of yours.” As I spoke, I let my hand slip between the bedding so I could grip his ass.