Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 95929 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 480(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95929 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 480(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
“I was impressed,” Kell breathed.
“And I with you.” Ty ran his hand through Kell’s wet hair. A slow smile began to form on his lips, “So how jacked-up did you leave that guy for trying to take your chain?”
Kell shrugged. “He has about nine broken bones. With a little physical therapy, he’ll be okay.”
Ty laughed loudly. Kell leaned down and kissed his joy. It was as if he only had one goal in life now and that was to please Ty. To cater to and love him as much as Ty did him. To satisfy him when he was in need and to comfort him when he hurt. All he had to do was follow Ty’s lead and everything would fall into place for him. He’d be a good partner, a good husband, a good friend, a good fighter and damn good bounty hunter.
They kissed until Kell’s lips tingled. “You smell good.”
“Mmmm.” Ty moaned against his throat, licking and sucking on the sensitive skin there. “Now you trying to get loved-up in another man’s house, shorty?”
Unnngh. And Ty was dropping that street sexiness on him too. Kell was trying to make this solely about his partner, but damn.
“I can’t help it. Being on you feels ’s’good.” Kell slowly ground his pelvis against Ty’s solid abs. “God, I want you so much. I want to taste you and make you feel good. I wanna make you forget all about today and relax.”
“I love you, Kell.” Ty wrapped his arms tight around him and hugged him close.
Dang, he gives the best hugs.
“We’ll wait until Friday. I promise we will. But let me take care of you tonight for once… please.”
Ty
There was only so many times a man could refuse his deepest, most carnal desire. And his was Kellam Knight. His fiancé pushed his shirt up and over his head, then resumed his massage. His hands were strong and smooth except for the tiny calluses in his palms. When Kell ran his hands across his chest, his thumbs grazing his nipples, Ty’s back arched dramatically. His breathing became more erratic the lower Kell went.
Oh my damn. What’s he doing? “Unnngh. Fuck.” Ty groaned when his cock was freed from the confines of his shorts. The cool air did nothing to soften his erection.
“I wanna put my mouth all over you,” Kell said between kisses as he peppered them along his abdomen and groin. Kell took long inhales of him, then buried his face in the crease of his thigh. All he could do was lie on his back, spread his thighs and stroke Kell’s hair while he touched and pleased him in the best way.
Kell pulled his shorts off and tossed them onto the floor. Then removed Ty’s. He lay there naked as the day he was born, his cock pointed in the direction it wanted to go; right between Kell’s sweet lips. Never breaking eye contact, Kell bent lower and swiped the flat of his tongue over the head of Ty’s dick, taking most of the pre-come that’d gathered there.
“Shiiiiit.” Ty hissed again, his lower body spasming and contracting against his will.
Kell slowly circled his tongue around the head then swallowed it. Ty almost bucked off the bed. This was going to be over embarrassingly fast. He tucked one hand behind his head, leaving the other tangled in Kell’s damp hair.
“You like that?” Kell asked.
Yes! More. Ty couldn’t respond with words, wasn’t sure if he still knew any. All he could do was tighten his grip a little and nod eagerly. Kell licked down his shaft and back up the other side, then closed his mouth snugly around his head. Ty bit his lip to keep from crying out. He didn’t know who was moaning louder. Kell had his entire body wrapped around Ty’s leg like a koala hugging a tree. He rubbed his flushed cock against Ty’s shin while he sucked him down as far as he could.
“I’m close,” Ty groaned, his punk-ass feeling some type of way for having to admit that after less than a minute. But, with Kell getting himself off using Ty’s body while he pleasured him with his mouth was just too much for a man who hadn’t had any in two years to withstand.
“Yes. Come in my mouth,” Kell begged, diving back down again. His peachy lips were spread nice and wide, his actions so energetic. The sounds Kell made around his joint had sparks igniting in his sac. He wanted to come so bad he was already seeing stars. He fought to keep his hips still, but they had a mind of their own. He kept his thrust relaxed and shallow, not wanting to force Kell to take too much, but his partner only encouraged him to lunge deeper down his throat. The first time he gagged on his length, Kell moaned and sucked harder like he’d enjoyed it.