Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 67432 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67432 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
I wanted to ride Colton into a blissed-out eternity, and that’s exactly what I planned to do tonight.
Well, that and one other thing.
31
COLTON COOPER
Rain pattered gently against the window. The only light in my bedroom came from two lamps on either side of the bed, washing the space in a warm glow. Eric lay on the bed, holding his legs up and lifting his ass in the air. I took a moment to admire him, to really drink in the sight.
Eric was my everything. He wasn’t only perfect in the physical sense, but he also completed me in an emotional sense, too. I didn’t think I could have gotten through these last few weeks if it hadn’t been for Eric staying at my side, keeping my spirits lifted and my thoughts from spiraling. He was a constantly reassuring force, one I’d never take for granted. I’d lost him once already, and I was determined to never let that happen again.
“Fucking hell, how are you so sexy?” I asked, lining my lubed-up cock with Eric’s tight hole. He lifted higher off the bed, giving me more access. His soft eyes slowly shut as I pushed in.
“Is that okay?” I asked, holding his legs as the head of my cock was enveloped by an intense heat. I was filled with an urge to thrust forward, to bury myself balls-deep inside of Eric, to become one with the man I loved beyond anything else in this world.
But I didn’t have to be an experienced top to know that would be a bad idea. I took him exactly how I wanted to be taken, gentle and slow at first before changing gears.
“Whoa, go a little slower,” Eric said, his eyes opening wide as I sunk in another inch. I listened to what he said, rubbing his chest and stomach and pulling slightly out before trying to go any deeper. Part of me was nervous. I didn’t want to hurt him. I knew I was thicker than average, but I rarely ever topped, so I wasn’t entirely sure just how to handle it.
Still, the bliss that came from being inside Eric was hot enough to burn away any anxiety. Eric completely trusted me, and I trusted him, meaning as long as we kept an open line of communication between us, nothing could go wrong.
I tried to sink in a little deeper. Eric’s mouth turned to the shape of an O, and I paused.
“Keep going,” he said. He reached down and grabbed his tight balls in one hand and started stroking himself with the other. I watched myself disappear inside his hole as his body relaxed enough to fully let me in. We both let out deep, chesty groans as our bodies became one. I leaned down and kissed him, wanting this man to know just how fucking much I loved him. I didn’t want to share this moment with anyone else in the world.
“You’re everything to me,” I said, whispering the words against his lips. I slowly pulled back before sliding back in all the way. He gasped, his half-lidded eyes showing just how dick-drunk he’d started to become. I was used to the flipped view, where I’d look up as Eric plowed me into kingdom come, but I had to admit, seeing Eric give me those puppy-dog eyes and hearing those sounds get pulled from his throat as I stretched him open really was an entirely new level of hot.
Looked like I was going to have to top more often.
I put my fists down on either side of Eric and hitched his legs up on my shoulders. “That okay?”
He looked up at me and nodded, giving me the green light. I started to slide in and out of him, fucking him harder and harder. Eric started to grunt with every thrust, his eyes rolling back in pure pleasure as I rocked my hips into him. He looked deep into my eyes, his gaze pleading for more. His hands on my shoulders tightened their grip, his nails beginning to bite into my skin. I thrust harder, spurred by the gasps Eric let out.
Sweat beaded on my forehead, dripped down my chest. I was consumed by the flames. Eric moaned, the sound mixing with the rhythmic slapping of skin against skin. I continued to buck into him. Faster. Harder. Deeper.
More, more, more.
Eric’s eyes shut, his hand gripping his cock. His toes curled in the air. He tried to warn me, but the words wouldn’t form. Instead, the first sign I got of his orgasm was the way his hole convulsed around me, tightening and pulling me in deeper. He shot his load moments after, cum coating his hairy chest and belly. His hole continued to spasm, even as I fucked the last drop of cum out of him.