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)
He stepped close, leaned into Emilio’s ear, and dropped his voice as he said, “How many times do you think I can make you cum before you pass out?”
“Let’s go home,” Emilio said hoarsely. “I want you naked. Right now.” He draped his arm over Spencer’s shoulders and hustled them toward the door.
“Don’t you want to say good-bye to your brothers and Jim?” Spencer asked, his voice full of amusement.
“Hey, we’re takin’ off,” Emilio yelled over his shoulder. “See you guys later.” Without waiting for a response, he rushed them out of the bar.
EMILIO drove home in a haze of lust. Damn, his man was hot. Watching Spencer’s confidence grow and knowing he’d played a part in it, was a major turn-on. Listening to his conservative, buttoned-up professor talk dirty had Emilio hard so fast he ached.
Spencer’s car was already in the driveway by the time he got home. He pulled up to the curb and raced inside, groaning when he saw a trail of discarded clothing leading to the bedroom. Walking down the hallway, he picked up each of Spencer’s shoes, his vest, his shirt, and then, in the bedroom doorway, his pants. Emilio added the pants to the pile he was carrying, then he stepped into the room to find Spencer wearing only his briefs.
The two of them stared at each other, and it felt like the air was electric. Then, before Emilio could say anything, Spencer flew over to him, knocked the clothes out of his hands, and climbed him like a tree.
“Want you so much,” Spencer mumbled as he kissed Emilio’s neck and rubbed up against him. He fumbled with Emilio’s pants and dropped to his knees, nuzzling Emilio’s groin through his jeans as he got them open. He pulled the jeans and briefs down, moaning when Emilio’s dick bobbed out and made contact with his face. “God, Emilio,” Spencer moaned. He wrapped his hand around Emilio’s shaft and rubbed his cheek against it, like a cat. “You’re so beautiful. Every part of you.” He dipped lower and started sucking on Emilio’s balls.
“Spence,” Emilio said, his voice sounding gravelly with arousal. He threaded his fingers through Spencer’s hair and nudged his head back so their eyes could connect. “You know you don’t gotta do this, right? I was just giving that asshole a hard time. I ain’t with you just for sex.”
Without moving his gaze from Emilio’s, Spencer licked his way up his dick. “I know,” he said. “I’m not with you for that reason either.” He swirled his tongue around Emilio’s crown. “But you like it, right?”
Emilio was breathing so hard he thought he was going to pass out. “Huh?” he asked, his brain too fuzzy with arousal to be able to process the question.
“Sex with me,” Spencer clarified. “You like it?” Then he licked his lips and dropped them over Emilio’s dick, sucking him down.
“Ungh!” Emilio groaned and bucked. “Spence!”
Spencer popped off his dick. “Do you?” he asked.
Emilio had to force himself to focus and remember what they had been discussing. “Yeah, Spence, Jesus,” he panted. “’Course I like it.” He paused and looked at Spencer, really looked at him, his swollen lips, his flushed skin, his blown pupils, his hair, disheveled from where Emilio had been tugging it. “You are the sexiest man I ever met. Ain’t nobody ever made me feel the way you do.”
The answer seemed to satisfy Spencer because he grinned up at Emilio and then went back to work licking his balls, swirling his tongue all over his dick, and eventually taking him into his mouth and moving up and down, sucking him while he stroked his hand over Emilio’s saliva-slick skin. It didn’t take long for him to reach the edge, not with Spencer going to town on him like there was nothing he’d rather do than get on his knees and suck Emilio’s dick.
“Love you, Spence,” Emilio moaned. “Oh God.” He gulped and bucked.
Spencer pulled his mouth off but kept stroking Emilio’s shaft. “Do it,” he begged. “Show me how I make you feel.” Then he looked right into Emilio’s eyes as he dropped his jaw and held his open mouth right in front of Emilio’s glans, never slowing the pace of his strokes.
“Jesus,” Emilio gasped. “Uh-huh, uh-huh.” He thrust forward and shot so hard the world went fuzzy around the edges. When he saw his seed collect on Spencer’s tongue, his entire body trembled, the orgasm going on and on until his knees buckled and he collapsed onto the floor.
Emilio stared as Spencer closed his mouth, swallowed, and moaned. Then he licked his lips, like he wanted to collect any remnant of Emilio he had missed. Not able to think, barely able to breathe, Emilio lunged, slanted his mouth over Spencer’s, and held him close as he kissed and licked and sucked on his lips.