Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20136 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 101(@200wpm)___ 81(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20136 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 101(@200wpm)___ 81(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
He licked his lips as he stared at the bulge in my boxer briefs. His gaze made me so hard that my flesh ached for his touch.
I shoved down the layer of thin cotton and when it hit the tops of my feet, Lance let out a long moan as he stared at my aching cock. I was admittedly impressive at eight thick, veiny, uncut inches, but I wasn't expecting Lance's exclamation of, "You're perfect."
I needed to see my mate's beautiful body as well, so I quickly stripped off his clothing, tossing it in every direction onto the floor. My lips parted as I examined every inch of him; his soft but fit frame, the patch of curly hair between his pecs, and his mouth-watering cock, which was about an inch shorter than mine, and cut with a pretty pink tip. "You're the perfect one, sweets," I insisted.
He lunged forward to kiss me again, and I shivered when the sensitive underside of my dick pressed against his. The simple touch set my blood alight and left me wanting more.
I gripped Lance by his hips and guided him to my bed. He scrambled backwards onto the mattress and waited for me, his eyes boring into me with heat I could almost feel.
I opened the drawer of my bedside table and pulled out a bottle of lube before climbing onto the bed as well, hovering my body over his. I leaned in to take his lips with mine in a searing kiss. I sucked gently, slipping his tongue into my mouth. I slid my lips up and down the slippery length as Lance moaned and buried his fingertips into my flanks.
I released his tongue and asked, "You like that?" Even though I already knew the answer. Lance nodded, his pretty curls flopping. "I wonder where else you'd like to be sucked…"
I placed open-mouthed kisses down his neck, feeling his pulse against my lips. I wanted to sink my teeth inside and claim him as my own, but it wasn't time for that now. My Lance needed to be pleasured; loved.
And so, I sucked the side of his throat as his moan vibrated against my lips. I swallowed against him until a pretty purple love bite painted his skin. The only thing that could be prettier would be a pink mating scar. Soon.
I trailed kisses down his chest, stopping to pull the patch of hair with my teeth as Lance hissed between his. I wrapped my lips around his peaked nipple and sucked gently, while flicking the bead with the tip of my tongue. His hands gripped my skin again, this time so tightly that his nails pricked my skin. I loved the sting which faded too quickly as I healed.
"My sweets loves getting sucked," I whispered, and Lance shivered when my breath hit his wet flesh. "I bet I can guess your favorite place."
His breathing grew quicker and more shallow as my lips inched down his stomach. I lightly nibbled his skin, receiving a quiet gasp with each bite.
The gasps turned long and loud when I reached his cock and wrapped my lips around the tip. I tongued his slit, collecting tangy drops of pre-cum as they leaked from him. But my sweet mate wanted more; he lifted his hips from the mattress in a silent plea. I'd give him anything he needed.
I dropped my lips down his shaft until his tip brushed against the back of my throat. Lance grunted when I sucked him hard and pulled my mouth back toward his crown.
"Hunter, it feels so good," he whimpered, fueling my need to pleasure him. I bobbed my head quickly, deep throating him again and again as he chanted my name. His cock drooled in my mouth, and his fingers pulled my short hair, blanketing my scalp in a warm prickly sensation.
I sucked and swallowed, massaging him with my throat until he pulled harder. "Hunter, I'm close," he panted.
I pulled my lips free of his cock and Lance breathed a sigh of relief, but I wasn't done with him yet. I cupped my hands on the backs of his knees and pushed them up toward his chest, spreading his ass and exposing his pretty pucker.
He looked confused for a moment until I lowered my head and stuck out my tongue. He moaned and shuddered as I licked his hole, tasting his sweet musk.
I lapped at his wrinkled flesh as he writhed below me. Lance covered my hands with his and spread his legs even wider, opening himself in invitation. I wiggled the tip of my tongue inside him and licked as deeply as I could reach against his internal walls. Lance squeezed my hands and pushed his hips down, piercing my tongue further inside him.
"Your tongue is incredible," Hunter groaned, "But I need your cock. Please!"