Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67981 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67981 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
“Hi.”
Emilio cupped Spencer’s cheek, brushing his thumb over his lips. “Do you trust me?” he asked evenly.
“Yes,” Spencer responded right away. “That’s not why—”
“I know,” Emilio said.
“Then why did you ask that?”
“Because I wanted to make sure you remembered.” He bent down and brushed his lips over Spencer’s. “Do you trust me?” he whispered.
This time Spencer thought about the question, absorbed it, made sure every part of him was in agreement when he said, “Yes.”
“Good.” Emilio nibbled his way across Spencer’s jaw and over to his ear. “That’s real good.”
The tightness in Spencer’s belly uncoiled, and he sought Emilio’s mouth with his own. As soon as they connected, Emilio tangled his fingers in the back of Spencer’s hair and held him close while they shared kisses and licks. When Spencer was short of breath and weak-kneed, they tumbled to the bed, grinding against each other, and joined their mouths for more drugging kisses as they let their hands roam freely.
Sometime during all the touching and licking and nibbling, when he had stopped thinking about anything but Emilio’s taste and scent and touch, Spencer got hard again. He moaned and reached for Emilio’s hand, then placed it on his swollen shaft. “You do this to me,” he said, his voice sounding gravely. “Make me feel so much. Make me feel so good.”
“Fuck, yeah,” Emilio groaned in response to Spencer’s confession. He dropped his mouth onto Spencer’s neck and sucked hard as he fisted Spencer’s dick.
“Gonna take care of you, cariño. Gonna remind you how good it can be.”
With Emilio touching and sucking and stroking him, Spencer didn’t realize they were moving until he was lying on his belly and Emilio was draped over his back. His first instinct was to panic, but then Emilio licked his ear and said, “Don’t worry. Just my mouth first.”
Before Spencer could process the words, he felt Emilio’s hot breath against his backside, followed by gentle kisses. He breathed out and relaxed.
“You have the best ass,” Emilio rasped. He grasped Spencer’s round globes and rubbed his thumbs along the channel before pulling them apart, leaving Spencer completely exposed.
It should have been embarrassing, but Emilio moaned and said, “So damn sexy. Wanna make a meal out of you,” filling Spencer with so much arousal there wasn’t room for anything else. Thick thumbs massaged Spencer’s sensitive skin, increasingly focusing on his pucker, and then he felt Emilio’s morning stubble, his breath, and then finally Emilio pressed his lips over his hole and flicked his tongue back and forth.
“Emilio! Oh, God.” He arched his back, raising his butt up as he spread his legs. “Love when you do that.”
“I could do this forever,” Emilio mumbled between licks. Then he slid his tongue across Spencer’s opening and pressed his way inside.
Spencer’s mouth opened in a soundless cry as he stretched his neck back and forgot to breathe.
“That’s it,” Emilio said when he pulled his tongue out and replaced it with both thumbs.
“Ungh!” Spencer moaned, no longer able to formulate words.
Emilio moved his thumbs apart, spreading Spencer open and making room for his tongue to wander back inside.
After dropping his head to the mattress and tucking his knees underneath his body, Spencer stopped thinking entirely. He reveled in how good it felt to be penetrated by fingers and tongue and moved his hips back and forth, enjoying the in and out drag. Emilio stayed right with him, piercing his body with those digits over and over again, bringing Spencer right to the edge and keeping him there until Spencer was sure he’d die if he didn’t get something more, something bigger.
“Emilio,” Spencer gasped, the name sounding like a plea. “I need you.”
“I’m right here, cariño.” Emilio circled his arm around Spencer’s waist and pulled him up until he was kneeling on the bed.
Even with his head fuzzy with arousal, he noticed that Emilio had situated them so they were sideways on the bed, with the open door directly in Spencer’s line of sight. That wasn’t an accident. Do you trust me? Spencer heard the question in his mind and knew the answer would never change, not with this man. Emilio wouldn’t ever hurt him.
He looked back over his shoulder and watched Emilio reach for the bottle of lube. Emilio slicked his veined, thick shaft and rubbed it between Spencer’s asscheeks. Spencer moaned and dropped his chin to his chest as he closed his eyes, letting the wonderful feelings wash over him.
“Still good?” he whispered in his ear, dragging his hard dick back and forth over Spencer’s opening. “You said this was your favorite position, right? From behind?” He flattened one palm on Spencer’s belly and massaged his pecs with the other.
“Yes.” Spencer blinked away happy tears. He was no longer surprised by Emilio’s sweetness, but he was touched that Emilio paid such close attention to everything he said. He reached behind himself and gripped Emilio’s dick, then moved it until the mushroom head pressed against his rosebud. Then he held it in place as he pushed back, not stopping until the flared glans made its way past the tight ring of muscle and into his body.