Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
“God, that is hot,” Ori murmured, his breath hitching. “Since when are you really fucking hot?”
That was high praise. My cock jumped in my own hand, and I squeezed around myself tighter, laying steadier strokes onto him with my mouth.
It felt like a challenge. Just like our fights. It was time to take him to the edge, pressure him.
I gripped one hand around the base of his cock hard as I sucked him off, doing everything I’d want done to myself. I kept my other hand on my own dick because if I didn’t, I was pretty certain I’d explode.
Ori had never been a particularly loud person, but there was one thing that was true about him: when he was overwhelmed, the man could let out a string of curse words that was unrivaled.
I found out that I could have that effect on him, too. I quickened my pace on him, letting my tongue lap along the underside of his tip every time I came up, and Ori groaned, swearing like a sailor.
“Fuck you,” he whispered at the end, which only made laugh with satisfaction around his cock. “Fuck you, Finn, you’re going to make me come—”
I groaned around him now, my own cock aching at the prospect of having Ori come undone in my mouth. His breathing was erratic and broken, and I wanted more of that.
Give it to me then, I thought, not daring to take my mouth off of him now. One of his hands came down onto my head, his fingers gripping my hair as I bobbed up and down on him.
“Just like that,” he was saying under his breath.
I knew I was going to come, too. I didn’t care what it took—I was going to prove to Ori that I was game for anything. I’d be down to do whatever he wanted, physically, any fucking time he wanted.
He could toy with any guy he wanted to.
Go ahead and toy with me.
I felt a heat below my stomach, quickly traveling down to my cock and pushing me past the point of no return. I hadn’t taken my mouth off his cock for a moment, and right now I felt like I belonged to him. He was letting himself belong to me, too.
Nothing could compare to what I had with him.
And I really wanted to come for him.
I moaned around his cock, feeling myself tense up. I couldn’t stop it now. The moment I started to come, I knew it would shoot onto him again, and I couldn’t control that. I’d been so embarrassed last time it happened, but now there was something in me that wanted it.
I wanted to come on him.
Mark him as mine.
To know that we’d shared everything together, and remind him of just how much I was willing to do with him.
It happened slower than I expected, the wave building inside me before unraveling all at once. From my place on my knees in front of him, I shot all over my own hand and up onto his legs, some of it getting up onto his inner thigh.
“Oh, God, Finn, that’s going to make me come—”
I hummed deeply around his cock, giving him everything with my tongue. I was so far beyond gone already, and Ori tensed, bucking his hips up with one steady motion as he started to come in my mouth.
Give it to me.
I could feel his cock pulse on my tongue. I knew how hard he was coming, and the way he gripped my hair was so hot I swore I could probably get off again just from that.
Right then, he was mine.
There was no question.
Was this all I had wanted, for so long?
“You…” Ori said, not completing his sentence as he broke off into heavy breaths.
I couldn’t form very many words right now, either. I slowly pulled off his cock, swallowing everything.
“You’re mine,” I said, my voice low.
“Ego,” he whispered, but one corner of his mouth was quirked into a grin.
“Mine,” I repeated, dragging one hand down his naked thigh.
I was pretty sure he’d just changed my entire fucking world, but I was too hazy right now to form those words.
“You’re the one who just came only from sucking my cock,” he murmured, his eyes still half-lidded, his pupils wide.
“You’re the one with the ego. And you came because I covered you in my cum,” I pointed out.
He groaned, arching his head backward. “Can’t stand you.”
I hummed. “Pretty sure you can.”
I bit down on my lower lip, watching him for a moment. I got off my knees, leaning over him, and gently kissed him.
“Not bad for a straight guy,” Ori said under his breath, and I puffed out a laugh.
“Even if I’ve been straight my whole life, I’m starting to think that doesn’t apply to you,” I said.
Ori looked dubious, and I couldn’t blame him. “And what does that mean, exactly?”