Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34927 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34927 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
I snort-laughed, pulling him closer to kiss the top of his head. “You are fucking priceless.”
“Thank you.” Cody beamed.
We shared a sappy smile that felt like a conversation. A brief exchange along the lines of “I like you a fucking lot.” At least, that was my version. I just hoped he felt the same.
I tilted his chin and sealed my mouth over his, careful to keep the connection light and tender, though I wasn’t sure why. I could turn up the heat with Cody. He liked to be manhandled a bit. Rough tongue-fucking and feverish groping were our norm. Most days, my desire for him was stronger than my reason, and he loved it. I felt it times twenty right now, but it seemed important to give meaning to touch. To savor him.
I glided my tongue alongside his, lazily twisting and tangling, then pulling back to nibble his lips. Over and over. He curled his leg over mine like he was trying to sit on my lap, whimpering with need when he set his hand on my junk. He broke the kiss and wordlessly asked for permission before unbuckling, unbuttoning, and unzipping my jeans. He shifted off the sofa to kneel on the floor between my spread thighs. I lifted my ass when he tugged at my belt loops, swiftly yanking my jeans and boxer briefs down.
He licked his lips hungrily as he gripped my shaft. I slipped my fingers through his hair, cradling his head till he met my gaze.
“Go on. Suck me, baby.”
Cody’s eyes clouded with a sex-hazed desire that no doubt matched my own. He bent to take me into his mouth, teasing my crown with sensual flicks, then twirling his tongue languidly before swallowing me whole. I shivered at the sudden onslaught. Damn, he was good at that. He hollowed his cheeks as he pumped his fist, stroking me and sucking me with abandon. Every once in a while, he’d look up at me as if to make sure I approved. It was a tease. He knew exactly what he was doing to me. And when he upped the tempo, jacking me as he licked my length from root to tip, I had to take over or risk coming far too soon. I tugged at his hair and grunted.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, twisting his wrist as he stroked.
“You’re too good at that. Bedroom,” I commanded.
We paused to undress and kiss as we made our way through the great room and down the hall. I flattened his back to the master-suite door, slipping my hands under the elastic of his briefs and kneading his firm ass as I sucked on his tongue. We’d lost the rest of our clothes along the way. This thin piece of cotton, soaked with precum, was the final barrier. I pulled his cheeks apart and rutted against his erection. He reached between us to lower the fabric, sighing into my mouth when we were finally cock to cock.
“Feels so good,” he moaned. “Want you.”
“Mmm. This way.”
Sunlight cascaded through the open blinds, sending a ray of light across my blue-and-white-striped duvet. I didn’t think anyone could see inside, but I closed the blinds anyway and turned toward my king-sized bed just as Cody folded the comforter to the end of the mattress and crawled to the middle on his hands and knees. He must have sensed my stare. He glanced sideways and gave me a seductive half smile.
“What are you waiting for?”
I shook out of my reverie and scrambled to the nightstand to grab supplies. I ripped open the condom, rolled the latex on, and poured lube onto my palm.
“Damn, you’re sexy,” I purred as I climbed on the mattress behind him. “Spread your ass, baby.”
He rested his head on the pillow and obeyed, humming his approval when I massaged lube over his entrance. I pressed a trail of kisses along his spine and reached for his rigid pole as I gently pushed a single digit inside. His needy moan moved through me like honey, spurring me on. I stroked him as I hooked my finger, thrusting it in and out a few times before adding a second one. Then a third.
Cody propped himself on his hands again and writhed wildly, wantonly riding my fingers and my fist in an attempt to get some kind of relief. When he couldn’t take it anymore, he begged.
“Please, please, please.”
I released him immediately. “On your back.”
“Why?”
I added lube to my sheathed dick, then slapped his ass. “I want to see you when I fuck you.”
Cody trembled visibly but obeyed. He lifted his knees to his chest and set a hand on my hip. “I’m ready.”
I lined my cock at his hole and pushed. Just like earlier, we stared at each other, lost in wonder. I didn’t understand why this man seemed to fit me like a glove, but he did. I inched inside him, stopping a couple of times to give him a chance to adjust to my girth. I propped my elbows on either side of his head, raining kisses over his forehead, nose, and chin before finally capturing his mouth. I sucked his bottom lip and blinked.