Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 117408 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 587(@200wpm)___ 470(@250wpm)___ 391(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 117408 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 587(@200wpm)___ 470(@250wpm)___ 391(@300wpm)
“Careful,” I said, needlessly, as Fox lined himself up with my hole. Of course Fox would be careful. I trusted him fully and completely.
“If it hurts at any point, which it probably will, tell me.”
“Probably will?”
Fox smiled, rubbing his cockhead against my entrance, making my body shake. “It’ll stop after the first bit.”
“Well, then give me that first bit,” I said, looking up at him, pushing my ass onto him. Fox didn’t need any more asking. He grabbed my legs and lifted me with a hungry grunt. I could feel the head of his cock pressing against me, parting me. I wasn’t sure what was about to come next, but I had a feeling it wouldn’t be anything like only having a finger or two inside me.
“Ready?” Fox asked, applying more pressure, my body tensing.
“Mhmm.” I trusted him. Fully and completely, with my life.
That still didn’t stop the initial burning and tearing sensation I felt when Fox pushed inside me, his cock splitting me open. I yelped and pushed back, feeling him slide out of me, my hole still burning.
“You’re okay, you’re okay,” Fox cooed, his voice gentler than when the growls were taking over. He slowly rubbed my body as I inhaled sharply, trying to get over the sensation that was radiating like a raging hot coal had been stuffed inside me.
“I’m okay,” I said. I wiped away a rogue tear. “Holy shit, and that was just the tip?”
“Barely,” Fox admitted.
I clenched my jaw. Fox kissed it, then kissed my lips. Our hard cocks rubbed together. “Relax, baby. You’re with me.” He was speaking against my lips. I closed my eyes against his voice. His cockhead pushed against my hole. “Fuck, baby, you’re so tight. Just breathe. There you go. That’s it, Jonah.”
I breathed, like he told me. My eyes still shut, I could feel the pressure as Fox pushed harder.
Breathing. That’s what I focused on. Being with Fox. Relaxing my muscles, letting him in.
I gasped.
“That hurt?”
“No,” I said, almost a whimper. “No, keep going.”
He kissed me as he rocked deeper, his cock sliding into me, filling me, the burn a distant memory, replaced by a sensation of being complete. Euphoria flooded me. Fox gave one deep thrust and plunged deep into me. I opened my mouth, but no words or sounds came out.
Fox pulled his hips back, his cock sliding out before pushing back in. Again and again. Harder and harder.
“Fuck, you like that, Jonah?”
No words, no sounds. I could only nod, looking up as Fox grabbed my ankles and lifted me up again, spreading me open even wider. He looked down as he started to pound into me, my hard cock bouncing against me.
He found a rhythm and increased it. Sweat was beading across our bodies. Our chests flushed pink, the sounds of our skin slapping filling the cabana.
Every fuck pulled out a whimper of pleasure, a cry of nirvana. I could feel him inside me, filling me. I could feel my body pulling him in, wanting more, wanting all of him. My cock leaked like a broken faucet as Fox pushed against my swollen prostate with every thrust of his hips.
This was heaven. Had to be. How else did this feel so damn good?
Fox had fucked me straight up past heaven’s pearly gates.
32 Gabriel “Fox” Morrison
Jonah’s ass felt like a slice of heaven, wrapped tight around my cock. Our sex was intense. Passionate and wild. It was fiery hot and cloud soft. There was a tenderness that came in the soft strokes of my hips, wanting to relish every single second of this, every minutia of sensation. I wanted to feel it, drink it in. There was a softness in Jonah’s lips that tried to shape words but couldn’t manage to as I began increasing my pace, fucking him a little harder, pushing myself in a little deeper.
Jonah was tight, but he had relaxed enough to let me in, and now I could feel him almost pulling me in. The silky-soft heat encased my cock as I plunged into him. My balls slapped against him, mixing with the sound of my grunts, of his whimpers.
Normally I enjoyed being the bottom more than the top, but Jonah was flipping that for me, making me want to keep fucking him until the sun came up.
“Come here,” I said, grabbing his hips. I pulled him off me and flipped him over. He lifted his ass into the air, his sexy pink hole wet and ready for me. My cock pulsed in the air. I squeezed his globes in my hands before lining myself up and pushing in, feeling his heat encase me the farther I sank into him.
“Oh!” Jonah cried out. For a second I thought it was from pain, but with the way he was pushing his ass back and sliding more of me inside, I knew it was a cry of pleasure.