Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 77918 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77918 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
“We can stop,” I said again.
“Do you want to stop?”
I could say yes, and that would put an end to this. He wouldn’t push me, but the truth was, I didn’t want to. I wanted to feel like he’d made me feel a few moments ago, to have what Charles had when he’d come. “No.”
“Okay, let’s see what we can do to get you back in this.” And then he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. It started out like last time, tentative and slow. He was testing the waters and giving me time to jump in with him.
I flicked my tongue against his lips. Charles opened them for me, so I dipped inside. He tasted like mint, and I wondered if he’d brushed his teeth before he’d come over.
Warmth traveled down my chest, my stomach, and landed in my groin as we kissed, Charles’s hand in my hair, holding on. He let it journey to my face, touching me gently. No one had ever touched me the way he did, like I was precious and he wanted to take care of me. Hell, I would have never thought I’d want something like that, but with him, I did.
“There we go,” he said, lips pressing against my neck. “Someone is waking up.” He nibbled my earlobe. “I want to touch you, Brian. I want to wrap my hand around that thick cock of yours and pleasure you.”
Ridiculously, my chest heaved. “Yeah, God yeah.”
He spit in his hand, then went back to loving on my neck as he fisted my prick. I hissed because it felt so damn good. Charles must have been able to tell the kind of sound I was making was good because he didn’t pull back. “Do you like this?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Mmm. That’s what I want to hear.” He leaned down and lashed his tongue over one of my nipples. My hips jolted forward as pleasure zipped down my spine. “So he definitely likes that. Noted.” I could hear the smile in Charles’s voice, and it made me do the same.
He continued jerking me off, going back and forth between kissing me, licking my nipples, and nibbling and sucking my throat. In so many ways, it felt like I was flying. Heat scorched up my skin, my balls full, every touch making me soar higher, but I couldn’t tip over the edge. Every time I was close to coming, it was like a block would cut me off, and then my mind would start wandering and I couldn’t stay in the moment.
We got to the point where I knew his arm had to hurt, which made me feel guilty because I couldn’t have a fucking orgasm, which made me start to go soft. “I’m sorry. Don’t know what’s wrong with me.” I dropped my head against the back of the couch. “I don’t think it’s gonna happen.”
“I’m not ready to give up unless you are.”
Jesus, he was a fucking saint. “You can’t want to keep goin’.”
“I’m touching and kissing a sexy man. I could do this all night, sweetheart.”
The endearment set off an electrical storm inside me, making my insides snap with energy. I liked that. Liked it when he called me sweetheart.
“But if you’re game, there’s something else I’d liked to try.” He stroked me again. “I’d love to get on my knees and suck your cock. I love sucking dick, and I’m not sure there’s one I’ve ever wanted more than this one.” He rubbed his thumb over the tip of my erection, collecting the liquid there before lifting his arm and licking it away.
My hips snapped up again, begging for what he was offering.
“No obligation,” Charles added.
Which I already knew. I trusted him in ways that surprised me, maybe in ways I shouldn’t, and definitely in ways I never had with anyone else. “I know, and I’d like that, if you wanna.”
“I so want that.” He pressed a quick kiss to my lips, like people who were together did before saying goodbye in the morning or going to bed at night. He slid to the floor and knelt between my legs. A tremble ran the length of me. I was about to get a blowjob from a man, from Charles, and like he’d said, I wasn’t sure there was anything I’d ever wanted more either.
He looked up at me, our gazes holding while he leaned in. He kissed my balls, then the base of my cock, like he was treasuring it, like he was treasuring me.
“This is a really nice dick, sweetheart.” Charles pressed his lips to my shaft again, one kiss after another, until he reached the head. “You smell good.” He buried his face in my groin, inhaling deeply. My erection twitched in his hand.
“Holy shit.” The way he spoke to me…