Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 81426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 407(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 407(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
He spread his legs and grabbed my hand, then sucked my index finger into his mouth, which shouldn’t have been as hot as it was.
I slipped it behind his balls, rubbed against his rim as I continued to blow him. It wasn’t nearly as skilled as when he sucked me, but his body writhed and his dick jerked in my hand, so it was obvious he liked it.
“Here…let me grab this.” Cam reached over and pulled lube out of his drawer. He passed it to me, and my damn hands shook as I opened it, as I wet my finger. I’d fucked a woman’s ass before, fingered her too, but this was different. This was a man. This was Cam.
He was tight, tense, even though he said he wanted me. “Let me in, Cam,” I begged, tapping his hole the way he had done with me. I felt him loosen, and I pressed forward. The tip of my index finger slid in, and I lapped at his balls, then sucked him, before pushing farther in. Fuck, it was so goddamned hot and tight inside him.
“Yeah…that’s it. Suck me while you rub my prostate,” he ordered.
I liked following Cam’s direction in the bedroom. It made sweat bead at my brow and tingles run down my spine, this sort of whirlwind of want twisting inside me. “Where?” I asked.
“Oh, you’re in for a treat the first time I play with yours. Crook your finger.”
I did as he said and found a soft, spongy spot. When I rubbed it, Cam’s dick jerked against his stomach.
“Fuck yeah. Right there. Wrap that pretty mouth of yours around my cock while you finger me.”
There was this constant ache deep inside me that sort of blew up at his command, expanded as a maelstrom of need surged through me.
I stroked him with one hand as I sucked him and fingered his ass. Every time I rubbed his prostate, Cam nearly jolted off the bed. I kept going, fueled by his reaction, wanting to give him pleasure and wondering what it would feel like to have him touch me like that as well.
“Christ, you feel so good. I can’t believe I’m finally here with you,” he mumbled, writhing beneath me. His hand was in my hair, fisting it, as he gently thrust between my lips and rode my hand. I could feel the urgent jerk of his response, each second that went by needier than the last.
“I’m not gonna last. Fuck, I can’t believe I’m gonna shoot. If you don’t want it, pull off,” Cam gasped, and…did I want it? He always swallowed my load, but I wasn’t sure I was ready for a mouthful of spunk yet, so I leaned back, kept jacking him and fucking him with my finger, rubbing that spot inside Cam that seemed to shoot him to the moon.
And then he did. His whole body convulsed as he shot, the first spurt landing on his chest, the second hitting his face. When his body went lax, he looked at me and grinned, making my heart stumble in a way that was both frightening and exhilarating. “Best. Blowjob. Ever.”
I rolled my eyes playfully. “I highly doubt that.”
“Don’t,” he said and then somehow flipped me. I didn’t know how it happened, but Cam was rolling out from under me, twisting me to my back, then dropping to his knees on the side of the bed. “Over here. Ass on the edge. Stay on your back. I’m gonna eat you out, Beautiful, and you’re going to fucking love it.”
CHAPTER TWENTY
Camden
Being with you isn’t something I can ever let myself do. ~ Letter from Henry
“Excuse me?” Jude said, his brow cocked.
“I’m going to put my tongue and maybe my fingers in your ass. Unless you don’t want me to? If not, I’ll blow you. You know I love sucking your cock, but I think you’ll like this too.” I had a feeling that if Jude just let go, he’d fucking love it. I wanted to be the one to rock his world that way, the first one to ever have something inside him.
“I…yeah. Okay.”
“I know it’s different being on the receiving end.”
“I can’t say I ever imagined I’d have a guy even looking at, much less licking, my asshole.”
“We don’t have to. It’s not something you have to check off the list because you’re bi. If you don’t think it’ll be your thing, we won’t do it.” The last thing I wanted Jude to think was that he had to do anything. Ass play wasn’t for everyone, no matter what their sexuality was.
“I want to,” he replied, then cleared his throat. “Get your tongue in my ass, Burke.”
“Yes, Boyfriend,” I teased. “And that was new—calling me Burke. Aren’t you supposed to have a sweet nickname for me now that we’re official? Like baby or sweetheart, or you know, sex god or something like that. I’m rather fond of the last one.”