Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 88207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Jake held my hips, pumping his as I rode him. He guided me, but it was still me, still us working together to create this moment, him inside me and me taking this part of myself I’d wanted.
We were sweaty and clinging. I’d gone a little soft but started to get hard again. I wanted this to last forever, or at least the whole night, which obviously wasn’t realistic. “I don’t ever want to stop doing this.”
He growled again, which was fucking hot, then wrapped his arms around me, maneuvered himself so he was sitting and my legs were around him and he was still inside me. “Is this okay?”
“Fuck me,” I said in reply. His mouth slammed down on mine, and he did just that, we did just that, together.
I wrapped a hand around my cock and started to stroke. My orgasm was building, dim embers into a raging wildfire.
“You are so fucking gorgeous. I want to watch you come,” Jake said, and in that moment he thrust up and I shattered. I shouted, didn’t try to hold back as my thoughts went blurry and I closed my eyes, feeling nothing but pleasure as my orgasm ripped through me. I shot all over his chest and my hand. Jake’s hold on me tightened before his body went rigid, his mouth against my throat as he found his own release.
I opened my eyes, looked at him. At his sweat-slicked skin and my come in his chest hair. It was…perfect.
I wrapped my arms around him. Jake eased out and laid us down on our sides so we faced each other. His fingers danced down my temple, to my cheek. “Sounds like it was good?” He smiled.
“It was amazing. I can’t wait to do it again.”
“God, you’re incredible.”
When he kissed me, I felt like maybe I was exactly what he’d said.
32
Jake
Waking up to birds singing and the sun shining after having sex with a guy I adored felt nothing short of spectacular. Last night had been sweet and sensual and so damned good. And unless I was mistaken, Seth had felt the same.
I lay as still as I could, listening to his soft breaths, but soon enough he began to stir, wiggling that pretty ass against my groin, which only stiffened my morning wood.
“Keep doing that, and I’m gonna have to ravage you again.” Seth snickered, a raspy sound that went straight to my groin. Little troublemaker. I kissed his shoulder, then found his ear. “Speaking of which, are you, uh, feeling okay?”
He grinned at me with sleepy eyes. “You mean, after finally having sex with a hot guy?”
I squeezed him tighter. “It was my first time with a hot guy too.”
I heard a catch in his throat. “It was, wasn’t it? Thank you for last night.”
“Thank you.” I trailed my hand around his waist to his hip. “Which is why I wanna make sure you’re not too sore.”
He sighed dreamily. “Yeah, okay, maybe a little.”
I froze, couldn’t help myself. “Shit, I hope I didn’t…”
“Stop.” He shook his head and smirked. “You did everything right. And I love that my sore ass is a reminder of what we did.”
“Lemme see.” I squeezed his cheek. “Just to make sure.”
“You’re killing me,” he said, then rolled to his stomach as if knowing I wouldn’t feel right unless I saw proof that I hadn’t hurt him. “Whatever you say, Mr. Caretaker.”
My fingers traced a path down Seth’s spine to his lower back, and damn, seeing his soft, smooth skin on display like this in the natural light made me so fucking hard.
Seth pushed out his ass in a comical fashion, and I was heartened that he was feeling more comfortable about his body, especially in this position. Because fuck, I could look at the line of his back and those tight buns all day.
When I placed the heels of my hands on his ass and parted his cheeks, Seth groaned, crushing his head into the pillow, the back of his neck flushing red.
“You’re so sexy.” And holy fuck, having a front-row view of his hole—the same one I’d stuffed my cock in last night—was surreal. I had sex with a guy, with this adorable guy, and it was amazing. “It’s just a little swollen.” I sucked on my thumb, and when I traced it around the pink, puffy skin, he shuddered. “Feel good?”
“Jesus.” He pushed back a little against my hand. “Anything you do feels awesome.”
I chuckled, then leaned down to graze my teeth over one of his cheeks, pretending to take a nibble. “How about that?”
“Oh God,” he gasped, his fingers tightening on the pillow. “Any more of that, and I might embarrass myself.”
“Yeah?” I circled his hole again with my thumb. “You like it when I play back here?”
He buried his head again, seemingly mortified.