Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 87015 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 435(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87015 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 435(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
His large hands held my ass, massaging my cheeks and pulling me closer so we ground against each other. I wanted to taste him everywhere, felt like this was our first time touching rather than just my first time getting a shot at his ass.
My mouth trailed down his neck. I bit his earlobe, shoved his arm up, kissing, licking, and nuzzling one of his soap-scented armpits before moving to the other.
“Fuck, cariño. That’s so good,” Elliott said with a rough voice.
I rubbed my face over his pecs and the hair there, sucking his skin into my mouth, hoping to leave a mark on him.
Elliott let me devour him, taste him, mark him, let his rough hair burn against my skin before I dropped down to my knees, watching a bead of precum slide down his thick erection. His hair was thicker at his groin, dark and fucking perfect. I breathed it in, let it leave its scent on my body while I nuzzled into him.
I loved his cock, his big heavy balls full of his load. I licked his sac as his hand fisted in my hair. Elliott used his other hand to hold the base of his erection, pushing it past my lips. “Prettiest thing I’ve ever seen…you on your knees with my dick in your mouth. Can’t tell you how many times I’ve pictured this in my head, how many times I’ve lain here thinking about it until I came all over my hand, then licked it up, pretending it was you.”
My cock was throbbing. He fucked my mouth for a moment and I took it, wanting more, wanting his cum down my throat. I pulled off instead and said, “Turn around. I want to get your ass ready for me.”
He grinned cockily but with something else there too, something that looked like…admiration? Adoration? No, that couldn’t be right.
Elliott did as I said, spreading his legs the way I did his cheeks. He looked so tight, with this perfect, wrinkled hole I’d get to taste and then fuck.
I kissed one cheek, then the other before lashing my tongue over his rim. Elliott moaned, a delicious sound I wanted to pull out of him over and over again. I didn’t hold back. I pressed my face into his crack and devoured him like I’d been waiting my whole life for this, like I’d been starving for him.
Elliott tasted like soap and man. He pushed back against me, practically rode my face, and damned if it wasn’t the best ass I’d ever eaten.
“Jesus, your tongue. Why is everything about you so fucking perfect? Best ass…best mouth…best tongue. I might die when I’m riding your dick.”
“Please don’t,” I said before licking him again. I pulled back, sucked my finger, then watched him open up for me, watched as my digit slid into his hot, tight body.
“Fuck yes,” Elliott said while I finger-fucked him, first with one, then two fingers.
My heart slammed against my chest, all the blood in my body rushing to my groin. This was fucking incredible, but it wasn’t enough. I needed inside him, needed to feel Elliott…my husband…that way.
“Get on the bed.” I smacked his ass before standing and pulling my jock off. My dick had never been so hard, never leaked so much, dying to feel him wrapped around me.
I reached for his nightstand drawer, and just as I pulled it open, Elliott said, “We’re both on PrEP, and I’ve been tested. I’m negative.”
“Me too. It was before you that I was tested last, but I haven’t been with anyone since.”
“I want it if you do…wanna feel you come inside me.”
God, could we do this? I’d never done this.
“It’s okay if you don’t want to. It was just a thought.”
It was one of those rare moments when Elliott let his vulnerability show, looking bashful and unsure. I’d wanted what he offered before, but that look only made me crave it more.
“I want my cum in you…” I circled his rim with my thumb. “I want to give it to you…not that it’s only for you and I’m not gonna love the fuck out of it, but you know what I mean.”
He chuckled. “I’ve never…”
“Me neither.”
“Let’s do it.”
I skipped the condom and just grabbed the lube.
Elliott knelt on his hands and knees, his sexy ass in the air. Once my fingers were slick, I pushed two inside him, then worked in three, watching his hole stretch to take me. I loved seeing him like this, loved knowing he was giving himself to me; that Elliott wanted me as bad as I wanted him, even if we weren’t permanent.
“Fuck, beautiful. That’s enough. Give me that thick cock of yours. I can’t wait to have your load inside me.”
When he said it like that, how could I refuse?
I positioned him so Elliott lay on his side. I was on my knees, straddling his bottom leg. I lifted the top leg so it went over my shoulder. After pumping lube into my hand, I slicked up my cock while looking down at him, unable to believe we were there, that he was giving me this, how honored I was.