Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81597 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81597 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Unable to help myself, my mouth salivating, I leaned forward and starting licking around his finger as it slid in and out of his body. He moaned my name, making my dick twitch, and I had to back away to take a few deep breaths before I came all over the bed sheets.
“Let me take over,” I said, needing to feel him again. After spitting on my index finger, I eased it slowly inside him and stilled. “That feel okay?” I checked.
“More than okay,” he ground out, biting his bottom lip as he stared down at me. “It feels fucking incredible.”
Bringing my mouth back up to his dick, I drew my lips up and down his thick shaft while I worked my finger in and out of his arse in a steady rhythm a few times before adding another.
“Jesus Christ, that feels so fucking good. I want to feel you, Ry. Properly.”
“Not yet,” I whispered over his cock. “I need you to relax a little more for me.”
“Then you need to stop touching my dick,” he said, and I smiled against his stomach. I knew he was close – his taste was growing more intense. So after kissing my way down his cock and rolling my tongue over his tightening balls, I crawled up to my knees and reached over to my bedside table to grab the lube and a condom. He eyed me up curiously, presumably because I said he wasn’t ready yet. He smiled knowingly, however, when he watched me pump a few generous dollops onto my fingers.
I slipped in the same two fingers, scissoring them and making him gasp before adding a third.
“Ah, fuck,” he moaned into air, fisting the sheets beside him.
“Does that feel good, tiger?”
“Yeah. Oh fuck yeah it does. Push them further.”
Happy to oblige, I did as he asked. I pushed into his slick hole, crooking my forefinger against his gland every time I worked my way back out. I did this several times until I knew he was ready, and it was a good job because so much blood had pooled into my cock I thought I might pass out if I had to wait any longer.
Kneeling up, I plucked the condom from the mattress and suited myself up. When I positioned my cock at Mason’s entrance I saw a slight shift in his expression. His thick eyebrows pursed slightly in apprehension, so I bent down and kissed him slowly, sighing at the taste of him.
“Relax,” I whispered against his lips.
“I’m okay,” he assured with a slight crack in his voice.
Kneeling back on my heels I lubed up my cock and then took hold of the base with my fingers. After a nod of permission from Mason, I guided myself into him slowly, pushing through the resistance.
And that was when I realized.
That bewildering feeling? It was connection. Something I’d never experienced before but the second I delved into the warmth of him I just knew that’s what it was.
“Jesus…” he whimpered, squeezing his eyes closed. I gave him a moment to get used to the intrusion before withdrawing just a little and pushing back in.
“You good?” I asked when he opened his eyes.
“Good.” He smiled, reaching out to touch my chest.
“I’m gonna go a little faster.”
He nodded in response and I withdrew to the tip before sinking right back in. “Fucking hell, Mason…You feel so goddamn good.” I rocked my hips back and forth, plunging deeper each time.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. So fucking tight around my dick.”
Flopping forwards I snaked my arm behind his back, pulling him towards me in a semi-sitting position.
“Fuck yeah. God that’s so good,” he rasped, gripping onto my shoulders. As my speed increased, Mason’s hips started thrusting with mine, working me closer to orgasm.
“Come for me, tiger. I’m not gonna last much longer,” I said breathlessly, gritting my teeth when I felt the all too familiar tingle spread down my spine. Burying his head in my neck and kissing along the sensitive flesh, Mason gripped his dick with his hand and started fisting himself up and down. “Fuck yes, baby,” I ground out. “Let me see you explode.”
I could feel his orgasm building along with my own. His arse contracted around me, making me cry out. My balls drew up into my body and spikes of pleasure shot through my hips.
“I’m gonna…” he began. “Oh fuck I’m gonna…”
“Me too, babe.” Mason’s load spurted from his dick, spraying upwards and coating my face. My tongue shot out of its own accord and I licked his flavor from my lips. It was all I needed to send me flying over the edge and with one last, forceful thrust my cock jerked, spilling the most intense release I’d ever experienced into him.
This was the point I’d usually pull away, but for some unknown reason I found myself still holding him in my arms.