Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 79314 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79314 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
“You can trust me,” Shane said and reached to the nightstand, rummaging through it until he found lube with a soft sound of triumph.
Ros kissed his chin but was already turning around on the bed. “I want it fast and rough. You do that so well,” he whispered, making Shane’s balls tighten. He didn’t bother taking off his sweater and lowered his jeans instead.
Getting to see that gloriously pert ass again made Shane flush with desire, and he got onto the bed, rubbing his trapped length against the bare skin presented to him with so much generosity. Breathless, he pushed his hand up Ros’s spine, under his top, and pressed down, making him rest his head on the bedding while his hips remained high, teasing Shane.
“Oh fuck, yes... baby, I’m gonna do you so good,” he uttered, watching Ros’s hard prick swing between the open thighs, just above his lowered pants.
If Shane had time he would have taken Ros to the shower and eaten the pink pucker hiding in the crack of his ass, but his lust was focused on connecting fast, like Ros had asked him to.
Ros looked over his shoulder, his eyes so seductive Shane could hardly stand that he wasn’t balls-deep in that sweet body yet.
“Let’s do it bare?”
This question would have given Shane an erection even if he were bleeding out, and he nodded, blinded by lust that had him squirting way too much lube onto Rosen’s hole. The boy shivered, gathering the sheets in his hands, but Shane wasted no time, and when the greedy pucker winked at him, he pushed in two fingers. “Oh fuck… yes… I’m… I’ve been checked, baby. It’s all safe,” he promised as the hot channel of Ros’s ass squeezed around the digits.
“I’ve only ever been with you,” Ros assured him in a whisper so fiery Shane barely restrained himself from pushing in already. Out of all the men Shane had fucked, Ros was the most beautiful, the sweetest, the most tempting, and the only one who’d managed to start a fire deep in Shane’s cold chest. And now he’d get to keep him forever. If he managed to prove himself worthy of Ros.
Shane would make it his life’s goal.
His fingers moved in the relaxed opening with ease as he squeezed his dick and pressed his cockhead to the pale buttock, right next to where his digits disappeared inside Rosen’s willing body. He couldn’t think, and at this point even breathing seemed difficult, but when Rosen looked back again, eyes dark with lust, and lips open to suck in air, Shane aligned his cock with the hole and pushed.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” Ros whimpered, closing his eyes. “Just like that…”
Just imagining old Beck out there in the cold, unaware that he was awaiting the cops while Shane fucked his son and planned his downfall could have made him come. He had to grab the base of his dick to keep himself in check, because his boy asked for a plowing and that was exactly what he’d get.
Long hair spread on the comforter around Rosen’s pink face, and when the boy’s features relaxed in pleasure, Shane took it as his cue and pushed on at a steady pace, no matter what his instincts and Ros were telling him. It was only once the rounded buttocks flattened against his groin that he slapped the side of Ros’s thigh, delighted by the noise it made.
The boy was so tight around him. So warm. And he could feel it all through the fog in his brain. “Fuck…you’re the best thing that ever happened to me,” Shane uttered, forcing his eyes open because the sight of his dick buried deep in that pretty ass was too good to forego.
He grabbed the meaty sides of Ros’s thighs and moved slowly at first, already dazed by the prospect of creaming that greedy hole. This could easily compete with the moment he’d stepped beyond the gates of prison. After weeks of dreaming about Ros accepting all of him and begging for more, the visions were coming true.
Seeing the boy stretch, and then pant felt like reaching the pinnacle of pleasure, and Shane wasn’t even close to coming yet. The anticipation built up in the past two months sharpened his senses, and as he leaned forward in an effort to bury himself deeper in that sweet, warm body, the tremor he felt in response resonated throughout him like lightning. Ros fell face-first onto the mattress, his knees rolled farther apart, and Shane followed him down, covering him with his own body as they collapsed.
He could sense every deep breath and moan the boy uttered as he quickened the pace in which he slapped his hips against Ros’s buttocks while the boy clutched at the bedding, arching into Shane like a cat in heat. Every move he made had sparks of excitement going up Shane’s dick, and all the way to his balls as he sawed into the inviting hole, not holding back anymore, because he had no doubt they’d be doing this again by evening.