Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 94760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
My body ached with the need to come and I felt like my head was going to explode. I couldn’t breathe or think.
All I could do was fuck.
I wanted to tell Jace I was right there, but I didn’t have enough oxygen in my lungs to form actual words. I was making sounds that didn’t even seem human. I pressed my cheek against Jace’s in the hope he’d somehow feel how much I loved him.
Jace suddenly shouted in my ear and then his ass clamped down on my dick. At the same time, I felt his teeth close over the skin of my collarbone. The idea that he was marking me in his own way set off my own orgasm and I lost all awareness as white-hot pleasure tore through me. A brutal sob tore from my throat as the pressure in my balls exploded and I began filling the condom. The need to be even deeper inside of Jace had me crushing him to me. My body jerked as it emptied itself inside of Jace’s hot body.
I felt Jace grab my face and then he was pushing me back enough so he could do what he’d wanted to all along.
Watch me as I came.
I had no idea what I looked like as the pleasure consumed me, and I didn’t care. I had no control of any of that, anyway. I was just going along for the ride.
The orgasm seemed to go on forever. When it finally began to ease and I started to come back to myself, I found myself lying on Jace’s chest. I was still buried deep inside of him. My body was rocked by the occasional aftershock as Jace’s rough palms ran up and down the length of my back. At some point, I’d released his legs because I could feel them resting on mine. I could feel something warm and sticky against my stomach. There was no question as to what it was.
We lay there in silence for several minutes as we waited for our breathing to slow. I crossed my arms on his chest and rested my chin on my hands and looked at him. He was watching me with an almost dreamy expression on his face. One hand came up so he could tuck my hair behind my ear.
There were a million things I wanted to say to him, and I had no doubt he felt the same, but we were both content to just stare at one another as our bodies made the slow descent to earth.
There’d be plenty of time to talk later.
The rest of our lives, in fact.
Chapter 17
Jace
I was tempted to reach for Caleb’s hand just so I could assure myself he was still there, but I didn’t want to draw attention to ourselves. The last thing I needed was some homophobe verbally berating us in the middle of the park. Something like that could scare off whoever it was we were there to meet.
“This is fucked,” I muttered. “We don’t even know where we’re supposed to be.”
Caleb patted my back, but kept the contact brief.
We hadn’t spoken much this morning. Neither of us had been able to eat anything and we’d ended up spending most of the day wandering around the park.
For what reason, I had no idea.
Just to be closer to Maggie, I supposed.
Even though my gut was telling me I wouldn’t be seeing her, despite the dreams I’d had of hearing her calling my name from across the park and then running toward me. In the dream, she never made it to me. She just disappeared into thin air moments before she reached me. But not before I got a look at the desperation in her eyes.
Or heard the agonized way she screamed my name.
All the fear and helplessness Caleb had helped me escape for a while had come crashing back with a vengeance this morning when I’d woken up. Caleb had already been awake, but he’d instinctively known I hadn’t wanted to talk about what the day might bring.
To say my first time bottoming had been a pleasurable experience was an understatement like no other.
It had been goddamn life-altering.
I doubted it was so much the fact that Caleb had taken me – it was more that he and I had finally gotten to taste that intense level of intimacy. We’d literally been as close as any two people could be. It had been incredible. I’d actually felt like I was a part of him. There’d been no need for words afterwards, because I’d known exactly what he was feeling and thinking.
It had been a bittersweet moment, because even though it had been one of the best nights of my life, my gut was telling me it would always be marred by the outcome of whatever happened today.