Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 75720 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75720 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
“We really did,” I said, going back to my worshipping. I just loved Noah’s cock, even when he was soft. The way it hung between his legs, tucked inside his foreskin—it was a work of art. Many people (likely straight) didn’t consider the male anatomy as attractive as I did, but my fascination with dick went far beyond just sexual. I loved them in all their shapes and sizes, loved how hard they got and how wet they got and how they tasted and smelled and felt inside of me. It was a long, long list of things I loved about cock, and Noah’s checked off each of them.
He groaned as I deep-throated his entire size, swallowing him down whole. He coated the back of my throat with precome as I swirled my tongue around his shaft, earning a deeper groan, one that made my cock harder than iron. I plunged a hand into the water and jerked myself off. The night was chilly, but the water kept us warm, steam rising and curling into the air. We were on the corner of the wraparound deck, away from any windows while having one of the best views of the Great Smoky Mountains.
Although I certainly wasn’t concerned with the view of the mountains at that moment.
“God, Jake, you’ve already got me close.”
I stopped sucking him off, licking my lips, smiling up at the sex-drunk man with his cheeks flushed and nipples hard. His eyes smoldered with the same heat I felt coursing in my veins. It was in that instant that I realized this man had claimed me. I wasn’t exactly sure of when, but I was sure of how, his cock still hard in my closed grip. He looked into my eyes with a possessiveness to him that made me throb. Noah gave me a look that imparted a message: It was just us two, us against the world, and nothing would be able to tear us apart. Nothing and no one. His thumb traced a soft circle on my cheek, trailing over my bottom lip, as if that was the signature to his proclamation.
You are mine, and I am yours.
Noah stepped off the seat, and I rose to stand with him in the hot tub, grabbing his face in my hands and giving him that same possessiveness but through my kiss. It was a kiss that had no brakes, nothing to hold it back. I wanted him to know how much he meant to me, how happy I was that we’d bumped into each other in that grocery store, and how excited I was for everything that was yet to come.
Underneath the water, our cocks rubbed, battling for space, the smooth friction sending bolts of lightning through my nerves. Noah reached down and grabbed my ass in both his hands, opening me, pulling me harder onto his body as the kiss between us grew hotter.
“I need to have you,” I said breathlessly, hungry. My entire body ached to be filled by Noah. To have him stake his claim, over and over and over again. Harder and harder. I needed him inside me.
“Can I fuck you?” he asked in a husky whisper. The question did almost as much for me as having Noah’s stiff cock between my lips.
“Yes,” I answered, turning and lifting up so that my knees were on the seat, my ass out of the water. Noah’s grip closed around my hips as he lined himself up behind me. I could feel the pressure of his cock head pushing at my hole, followed by the sound of Noah spitting, adding some extra lube even though I was so horny for him that I wasn’t sure it was even needed.
Although it was appreciated, Noah’s cock sliding into me with a smooth thrust. I propped my forearms on the hot tub and dropped my head, arching my back so that Noah had the best angle. He slowly rubbed my lower back, his cock filling me up. I moaned as he slowly pulled back, getting me accustomed to him before increasing the pace.
“Oh, Noah, fuck that feels so good. Keep fucking me.”
“Yeah?” he asked, spreading apart my cheeks as he started to thrust harder, spurred by my increasingly loud moans. “I love watching you take my cock.”
The words nearly fell from my lips, pushed out by the rhythmic thrusting. “And I love you—” I caught myself. Too soon. Too scared. Just because Noah was currently scrambling my brains with his cock didn’t mean I had to lose all sense of logic and reasoning.
“Love you giving it to me,” I said. It was the truth, but not entirely what I meant to say.
He seemed to have been spurred on by that, bucking into me harder, faster, as if he wanted to become one with me, fused together. With every thrust, his cock pressed against my prostate, making me leak, sending me on a collision course with my orgasm.