Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 87921 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87921 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
“Do you know how hot that is?” he asks.
I wink at him. “Yeah, I’m sure it is. You get to show me how it’s done, huh?” Before he can answer, I push my fingers into his mouth. Derek sucks them with skill, getting them nice and wet for me. I don’t let myself look at his hole, see how small and pink it probably is because if I do, we won’t leave his condo all fucking night.
Once he laps at my fingers until they’re dripping with his spit, I pull them away, lean forward over the top of him, shove his shirt up so I can see his tight abs and firm chest before I take his sweet little mouth again, while my finger rubs his rim.
“Oh fuck.” Derek’s eyes roll back. “Please…please put them in me.”
I push a finger deep, while my tongue pushes past his lips. My tongue fucks his mouth the way my finger fucks his ass. He’s writhing against me and then his hand wraps around my dick. We’re thrusting together and my balls are on fucking fire. It won’t be long until they let loose.
I push my finger in again, feel the tight heat of his body.
“Right there. Right fucking there, Jackson. Rub my prostate. God, that feels good.”
I thrust my cock against his. He wraps his hand around both of us, stroking us off together, as I brush my finger back and forth against the spot that drives him crazy, and then…“Fuck!” He goes rigid beneath me. I look down to see him shoot. Thick come splatters all over his stomach. I want mine there, mixing with his so I jerk away, stroke my cock over him until it feels like my whole damn body is coming apart.
My jizz shoots out, once, twice, hitting his stomach and chest, running into puddles with his.
I look down at him, and Derek gets a cocky, sexy grin on his face. “That was a big load. We’re gonna have to keep doing that. Next time in my mouth please?” And then he smears his hand through it, mixing our come together and rubbing it into his skin.
Yeah, he definitely rocks my world.
18
Derek
Wow.
What the fuck just happened?
We didn’t even have anal and that blew my mind more than any of the sex I’ve had in…ever. My head’s swirling from the rush that overtook me when I came. I can’t tell which was hotter…the situation or having him hitting my prostate just right.
It’s amazing how Jackson took me from feeling so weak and exposed to making me feel so very good in such a short time. When he confronted me about Uncle Randy, he stirred up so many emotions within me—so many things I’ve carried on my own, and for a moment, he made me feel like I wasn’t carrying that all by myself. The pain, the hurt, didn’t sting the way it usually does.
After we settle from the experience, we head into my shower. Water rushes down Daddy Jackson’s body as he lathers my pink soap into suds across his chest with my loofah.
He glances down at me, his lips still curled upward.
I start to get some soap from the pump in the nook on the corner of the shower when Jackson says, “No, no. That’s not gonna work for me. Get your tight ass over here.”
“Yes, sir,” I say.
As I reach him, he grabs my shoulders and pushes on one side, urging me to spin around and face away from him. He scrubs my back with the loofah, making his way across and then down, carefully covering every inch. When he finishes with my back, he scrubs the front, starting with my stomach. By now my cock is as hard as it was when we were jerking off together.
He pulls me back so I can feel his stiff erection moving up and down my back.
With his free hand, he grabs my shaft. Leaning down, he presses his face close to my cheek and says, “Look who needs it again already. You weren’t kidding about these power-bottom needs of yours.”
“I would never joke about those.”
I turn to him, pressing up against his body, his soap suds slick against my skin.
“You wanna stick a few fingers up in there again?” I ask with a wink.
“If I stick something in there again, you know what it’s going to be.”
“No need to wait. What? You scared you’ll like it too much?”
“Maybe,” he says, but I can tell he’s not intimidated. If anything, he seems more excited now that we’ve messed around. “I wasn’t kidding about what I said earlier, either. About this ass being mine. I hope you’re okay with that.”
“As long as you take good care of it, that won’t be an issue.”
“Oh, I’ll take very good care of it all right.” He kisses me, his lips warm from the water that still soaks them. I open my mouth, eagerly accepting his tongue.