Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 79308 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79308 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
“I aim to please.”
He shut me up with his mouth, our teeth clanking, tongues exploring each other’s mouths as if for the first time. I palmed his meaty ass, gave it a sexy smack. We rutted against each other, body against body, cock against cock, in a way that made me dizzy. If I weren’t already lying down, I would have passed out. Spencer affected me like no one ever had.
“Jesus, I need inside you.”
“What are you waiting for?” I asked. Spencer gave me a flirty smirk before grabbing the lube he’d hidden under some pillows. “Private beach or not, you’re lucky someone didn’t end up camping out here or taking our stuff.”
“Morgan watched it for me. He’s a good friend.” Spencer pushed up onto his knees, slicking his fingers. “Hands and knees,” he said, making me hurry to turn over, into position, my ass in the air, waiting for him.
Spencer pressed the tip of his finger against my opening, slowly pushing it inside.
“Fuck…God yes.” Why was sex so different with him? Why was it so much more? “I swear I’ve never been such a slut for dick in my life. How did you turn me into such a needy little bottom?”
“Because none of those other cocks were mine. Your hole was waiting for me to fill it. Deep down, you’ve always been mine.” A second finger joined his first, opening me up.
“Always yours,” I confirmed.
Spencer fucked me with two, then three fingers, twisting and stretching me, lips sometimes on my ass, kissing me, nibbling, marking me up the way we both liked. Every time his fingers brushed over my prostate, a jolt of pleasure shot through me. I rocked back to meet him, needing more, feeling frenzied with my desire for him.
“Get your dick inside me!” I cried out.
Spencer chuckled. “Ask me nicely.”
“No.” I fucked myself on his hand. “Just give it to me. You love me, remember? You’ll do anything for me.”
Another laugh. “That’s not exactly what I meant.”
Still, he pulled out of me, leaving me feeling open and empty.
We didn’t have to take the time for a condom, so Spencer just pumped some lube onto his shaft, stroked it a few times, and then his thick erection breached me. He slammed his hips forward, filling me just the way I liked, immediately pulling back before snapping his hips again.
Over and over and over again, Spencer railed into me, strong hands digging into my hips, soft gasps on his tongue. My dick bobbed with each slam into me, my whole body shaking. I was so fucking full with so much pressure, stretched the perfect amount, that I didn’t know how long I could last. I wanted this moment to go on forever, to spend my life connected to Spencer. I mean, we could do that, right? Just walk around with his dick in my ass.
“Shit. Don’t laugh, Corb. You’re gonna make me shoot. It’s like heaven being inside you raw. I’ve never felt something so good.”
“Sorry. I was imagining spending my life like this, going everywhere attached to you. There are certain people it would be awkward around, but we could do it.”
It was his turn to laugh, and I loved that I was the one who could so easily make him do it.
“Are you going to make me come or what?” I teased.
“You’re getting mouthy now that we’re moving in together.”
God, I loved this. Loved us.
Spencer’s hand snaked around me and wrapped around my cock. He jerked me off while fucking into me, our bodies slapping together.
My balls ached, they were so full, but even more than that, I wanted Spencer to lose his mind, I wanted him to careen into his orgasm so he could fill me with his load.
“Come…please. If you do, I’ll shoot too. Just feeling your release spurt inside me is gonna make me lose it. Need to feel you. Need you filling me up.”
“Fuuuuuck…baby.” The speed of Spencer’s thrusts increased, his hold on me tightening, the hand on my dick stroking faster. He basically growled my name, his dick twitching inside me. I felt him come, felt him pump his load into me, over and over. My balls drew up, the tingle at the base of my spine shooting upward as my own orgasm hit me. I felt like I would never stop coming, like my brain would leak out of my dick, but eventually he milked everything out of me.
Spencer fell to the side, pulling me on top of him, before pushing two fingers inside me. “Fuck, I feel it in there, feel my jizz inside you.”
He languidly played with my hole, fingering me just to feel his cum there.
I fell asleep with a smile on my face…happy and loved.
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Spencer
Corbin had come down to the center today, for the last hour before I got off work. He was meeting with Gael to get a new book to read. They tried to meet up when they could, both of them also talking about their progress with therapy.