Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 82010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
“You came?” I stepped aside, holding the door open as he walked into my room. His shoulders were hunched and his head down as he took one last glance into the corridor before I closed the door.
“You doubted I would?”
“Maybe,” I shrugged slightly. “I thought I’d scared you off by telling you I want you to fuck me.”
The short distance between us made my chest ache, so I closed it – making small steps closer to him and fixing my hands to his hips. I briefly closed my eyes, inhaling his unique scent mingled with stale whiskey and body wash.
“You did scare me. But that’s not why I’m so late. The guys have noticed a change in me apparently. I can’t afford them to start poking their noses into my business so I went back to Matt’s room for a few drinks. I need to make the effort. I can’t seem to muster an interest to spend any time with anyone but you, and… they’re starting to notice.”
“So you want to spend time with me, huh?” I asked with a devilish smile, ignoring his comment about me scaring him. By the end of the night, he wouldn’t feel any fear – only pure desperation to come deep inside me.
“So much,” he whispered, cupping my face in his strong hands. His calloused thumbs, rough from years spent playing the guitar, smoothed along my freshly-shaved face, making me moan. “I’ve never wanted to be with anyone as much as I want to be with you,” he admitted, making my heart dance to a hundred different melodies.
Sawyer instigated the following kiss. Dropping his hands to my waist, he undid the loose knot on my robe and slid his hands inside, grabbing my bare arse cheeks with his hands. Then his tongue darted out, tracing the edges of my lips before delving fully into my mouth. I pressed my erection up against him as I pulled him in by the hips. Breaking the kiss, he looked down at the throbbing head, nestled between us and peeking up at him, and he grinned.
“I can’t wait to taste you again,” he murmured, giving my arse one last squeeze before completely abandoning me and walking towards the bedroom
Holy fucking hell… Where were his nerves? His doubts? You know what, I didn’t care. Sawyer Knight was making his way to my bed, tugging his ripped jeans down and exposing the top of his glorious arse along the way. Fuck, the thought of burying myself between those firm cheeks almost set my body on fire.
Discarding his clothes to the floor as he walked, Sawyer wasted no time in lying down on my bed, propping himself up on one elbow. Biting my lip in anticipation, I followed his lead - undressing quickly and throwing my robe behind me, dismissing my usual routine of folding it over a chair.
I climbed in next to him, on top of the bed sheets, and laid a flattened palm on his perfectly sculpted abs. Fuck, he’s so beautiful. He always has been. My hand wandered down over his firm muscles until my fingers reached the patch of hair surrounding his cock. I drew tiny spheres on his pubic bone with the tip of my finger, making his cock twitch. Unable to wait a second longer, I wrapped my fingers around his erection, hugging it tight before stroking him up and down. Sawyer let out a throaty groan, tossing his head back and encouraging me to move faster.
Still gripping his cock, I shifted myself closer to him and buried my face in his neck. I licked and kissed my way up along his strong, stubbled jaw and settled on his lips. He parted them willingly and I dipped my tongue inside, kissing him passionately and moaning into his mouth.
“I need you to touch me, Sawyer,” I gasped. I was so hard I could’ve bent steel and if my balls throbbed any harder I was sure they would explode. “And then I need you to fuck me.”
“A-are you sure?” he stuttered nervously.
“God yes. I’ve wanted nothing else for so damn long,” I assured him, loosening my grip on his cock and rolling onto my back. Drawing his lip into his mouth, he rolled with me, cupping my face in his hands and swiping his tongue across my lips.
“Can I go down on you first?”
“Hell, Sawyer… the answer to that question will always be yes.”
After the briefest of kisses, Sawyer nibbled and sucked his way down my body. I smoothed my hands across his broad shoulders, up his neck and then twisted his hair between my fingers, anchoring him to me. After shimmying down the bed, he hovered his mouth over my balls, looking up at me with that nervous, yet fucking stunning glint in his eyes. I gasped when I saw the tip of his tongue slide out of his mouth and he hadn’t even touched me yet.
“Jesus…” I whispered hoarsely when he started licking small circles on my sac. I felt it all the way through my body, causing me to writhe on the mattress, desperate for more.
Lifting my head slightly, I watched him take me into his mouth. I couldn’t take my eyes off him as I encouraged his head up and down with my hand wound into his thick, dark hair. It was an image I’d imagined countless times in my life, one I’d now actually seen a couple of times, and one I would never get tired of watching.
Unlike Sawyer, I’m not cut, and when he rolled down my foreskin and dotted slow, tender licks around the sensitive head, I almost exploded there and then in his mouth. Releasing my dick with a loud pop as if he sensed how close I was, I stared curiously as Sawyer licked his finger. When the said finger started travelling south I knew exactly what he was going to do and I couldn’t fucking wait.
“Oh fuck…” I panted, bucking my hips as he pushed one finger slowly inside me. “Yes… fuck yes…”