Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 106065 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 530(@200wpm)___ 424(@250wpm)___ 354(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106065 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 530(@200wpm)___ 424(@250wpm)___ 354(@300wpm)
I made a face. “It’s because I’m too young for him.”
Archie chuckled and sucked at my bottom lip. “Trust me, Corey. He’ll come around. He just needs to battle his demons a while longer.”
I didn’t know what that meant, and I didn’t wanna think about it. Archie was kissing me, pressing his incredibly sexy body against mine, and that was more than enough.
“We’ll seduce them together,” he whispered. “And one day soon…my fantasies will come true. I’ll be here, right here, to kiss your tears away as Greer and Sloan rapefuck your tight little ass.”
“Fuck!” I gasped. Who the fuck was this indecent little devil? He’d clearly read my kinks on my online profile.
There was no stopping the next moan. Neither of us was cut, so we used his hand together and fucked it, no lube needed.
“I wanna watch too,” I whimpered. “Maybe you can show me how to suck Sloan’s cock the way he likes it.”
I missed sucking cock so much. I hadn’t done it in a long time.
Archie groaned and kissed me hungrily. “Count on it, love. I’ll show you. I can hold your head in place and help you be a good little boy for Daddy and…what was it you called him, Pop?”
He was gonna be the fucking death of me!
I became an incoherent mess of moans and pleas, and I let my body decide my next move. I pushed him off me and slid down his body, capturing his cock between my lips. Finally! He cursed and hissed and wove his fingers into my hair. I sucked him as hard and as wetly as I could, and I moaned at the taste of his pre-come.
“Fucking hell,” he gritted out. He parted his legs a bit more, and I positioned myself better, right above him, and sucked him faster. “Turn around. Fuck my mouth.”
Ohfuckyesplease. I released him long enough to flip over and straddle his face, and then I was sliding my cock right into his wet, warm mouth.
“Hnnngh…” I sucked him back into my mouth and wondered how long it would take to reach sensory overload. The pleasure crashed into me from every direction, and I felt so untethered and freakishly excited.
Archie made it worse when he involved his fingers. He squeezed and rubbed my butt cheeks and teased his fingertips around my hole.
If it hadn’t been for his groans, I would’ve doubted my efforts because I could barely focus. Sucking a delicious cock, being finger-fucked and sucked off…
I hummed and hollowed out my cheeks on the upstroke, at the same time as he pushed me down, forcing me deeper into his mouth, and I started trembling. It felt too good.
One needy whimper set off another. Maybe he sensed I was close, maybe he guessed it by my sounds, because he released me and said, “Give me every drop,” before he sucked me again.
I shuddered violently and rolled my hips, pushing the head of my cock against the back of Archie’s throat. And when he swallowed convulsively, I was so gone.
As my orgasm washed over me, I lost my strength and nearly collapsed on top of him. The sensations rolled through me in the thickest, most overwhelming ways, turning me into a puddle of goo ready to worship the ground he walked on.
When it was his turn, he tensed up and groaned against the inside of my thigh.
Fuck, my breathing was too labored; my heart was pounding too fast, so some of his release trickled out from the corners of my mouth.
“Holy fuck,” he panted. “Oh my God, Corey…”
I swallowed and swallowed and groaned.
I was such a cum slut.
“Mmm…” I swirled my tongue around him and didn’t stop until I couldn’t taste any more of his release.
I should’ve savored it more!
“Fuck,” he exhaled, shuddering violently.
“When can we do it again?” I asked.
As much as I adored Buddy and Beast, waking up in Archie’s arms was contentment on a whole new level. I stretched out alongside him, and he drew his fingers lazily on my arm and shoulder.
“I’ve overslept,” he whispered drowsily.
“How can you know?” I yawned and nuzzled his neck.
“I smell coffee…”
Damn. He was right. Now I smelled it too.
I heard something as well. The door had to be open, ’cause we had a doggy exploring the guest room. I heard paws against the floorboards.
“Oh,” Archie muttered. “Good morning.”
I cracked my eyes open and lifted my head, and then I kinda went still.
Sloan and Greer stood by the door, watching us, drinking coffee.
“Good morning, boys,” Sloan said quietly.
“Morning.” Greer took a sip of his coffee and eyed me.
We hadn’t broken any rules, had we? I couldn’t help but get a little nervous, as if we’d been caught doing something bad. Their expressions were frustratingly unreadable, which made me more insecure. If I’d crossed a line and caused a problem in their dynamic, I’d leave and never come back. Hell, sign me up for Denver just for the sake of getting away.