Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 95025 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 475(@200wpm)___ 380(@250wpm)___ 317(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95025 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 475(@200wpm)___ 380(@250wpm)___ 317(@300wpm)
“Rome,” Cayson whispered in awe. Looking into Quick’s bedroom eyes, he knew he felt it too.
Quick pulled out slowly and Cayson thought he was going to lose his mind. His orgasm was so close, his body at the point where it demanded it. “Don’t stop.” Cayson’s voice was almost gone. His body was Quick’s for the taking.
“Not yet. I’m not gonna stop until you’ve come all over me.”
Cayson slammed his eyes shut and gripped the base of his dick. Fuck yes. He wanted to spray his load all over that rock hard stomach, rub it into his skin like lotion. Quick turned him, pushing Cayson’s back against the hard door. It took a little fumbling for Cayson to get one of his pants legs off so Quick could hold his leg up on his hip. The position wouldn’t let Quick go as deep, but the way he was able to maneuver and control Cayson’s body sparked a whole different kind of heat in the pit of Cayson’s balls. Quick stood towering over him, his body completely shadowed by all those muscles, even Quick’s long, beautiful hair cascaded around them, blocking out the world. He felt like life was going on around them, and Quick had managed to freeze time, just for him.
Quick’s hips were unmoving for too long, his cock poised at his entrance like he was awaiting permission. “You like this don’t you?” Quick pushed in to the hilt, the change in angle causing dramatic shivers to wrack Cayson’s body. “You like me covering you, protecting you.” Quick stooped lower, hooking Cayson’s leg higher on his forearm, giving a few warning thrusts before he went back to fucking Cayson hard enough to bang his back against the door. If Quick let him go, he’d keel right over from the pleasure. It felt like they’d been fucking for hours when it’d been a few minutes.
Cayson nuzzled in the warmth of Quick’s chest, pulling up the hem of his shirt to get to all that tanned skin. He stroked his cock, throwing his head back at the rush of euphoria, the spike of adrenaline as he erupted on the inside, his essence spilling over his palm and coating Quick’s rock hard abs. “Ohhhh, ohhhh,” Cayson cried with each gush of come, oblivious to what he was saying or how he sounded.
“Fuck, Cays. You look so beautiful when you come like that.”
Cayson wondered if this is what it felt like to be high. He’d never done illegal drugs, but this had to be close to it. He was floating, his body felt both heavy and free at the same time. He couldn’t move a muscle and yet he felt like he could run a marathon. It was such an amazing rush. “Rome,” he said tiredly, his eyes struggling to focus on Quick’s face.
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Quick leaned down and kissed Cayson with all the care he could conjure at that moment, his man’s tight body was slowly milking his cock, stealing his orgasm before he was ready to let it go. He wanted to stay just like this forever. The endearing words tumbling around inside his mind made his head spin and his heart soar. He was positive at that moment that Cayson was his. No matter what situation came, they’d handle it together.
Quick closed his eyes and stumbled backwards, trying to hold on to Cayson and his emotions. He felt so good all over that the feeling shocked him. Scared him, too. Was this love? Was he in love? He knew twenty-seven ways to kill a man with his bare hands, maybe he should figure out how to love one. His head whirled, trying to come up with an answer, nerves made his heart pound inside his chest, but his body was oblivious to his inner conflict as it convulsed from the pleasure. He was going to blow. He was in love and making love. He never thought he’d see this day. I’m in love. Quick shook his head like he was confused, lost the rhythm of his lunges as he held Cayson’s thigh tight to him, keeping him impaled on his dick while he pulsed inside of him. “My sweet doctor.” Quick’s mouth dropped open, his mouth a wide O, his eyes sealed tight. Quick hardly recognized his own voice when he spoke again. His confession sounded painful, but it was anything but. “I’m coming, Cays.” Quick slammed in hard one last time and flooded the tip of the condom. “You’re all mine, Cayson. All of you.”
Cayson appeared to still be coming down from his release, and Quick was whispering slurred innuendo while his hot cock throbbed deep inside Cayson. They stood there, leaning on each other and catching their breath. Quick didn’t want to move, but he wanted to get Cayson to his home and in his bed. Maybe a bath before that. That’d probably be a good time to tell Cayson he was having deep feelings for him. He just hoped the sentiment was reciprocated. He wouldn’t stop working on them until it was.