Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 84085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Will crawled onto the bed from the bottom and kneeled between Charlie’s spread legs. He placed the bottle and condom to the side so he could slide his hands up the inside of Charlie’s thighs while licking his lips. What little blood was still operating in Charlie’s brain abandoned ship and raced for his dick. Will was going to kill him, but it was the very best way to go.
“Mmm…definitely more gray than I remember,” Will teased as fingers caressed his sack, sending the most wonderful tingles through his body.
“Do you mind?” Charlie asked in a choked voice. “I’m an old man now.”
Will threw his head back and cackled. “You claimed to be an old man six years ago, and yet you still managed to wear me out on a nightly basis.” Those deft fingers slipped up to wrap his dick and stroke him. “I don’t care how old you are, Charlie Sands. You are fucking mine.”
Charlie arched his back, shoulders coming up off the mattress as he thrust into Will’s tight grip. “Only yours. I’ve only ever belonged to you.” When he blinked his eyes open, the smile that greeted him on Will’s lips was wicked, dirty, and so possessive, Charlie nearly came right then. This was what he wanted, what every fiber of his being ached for. To belong to Will Monroe.
“Let me inside you, baby. Need to feel your tight body wrapped around me.”
Will nodded and snatched up the condom again. With ease, he rolled it down Charlie’s dick, those perfect fingers teasing him every inch of the way. Grabbing the lube, he quickly smeared some along the condom. “Hold out your hands.”
With both eyebrows lifted, Charlie followed his instructions and held out both hands toward him. Will laughed as he squirted the lube across all his fingers and tossed the bottle aside. He crawled up Charlie so that his knees were on either side of his hips and his forearms were braced beside Charlie’s head.
“Get me ready so I can ride you,” Will ordered just before he snagged his mouth in an almost bruising kiss.
Yes, this was starting to feel like evil payback. The best torture. Will’s favorite position might be lying on the bed with his legs on Charlie’s shoulders, but Charlie’s was definitely Will riding him.
Charlie rubbed his fingers together for a second, spreading the lube as best he could prior to slipping one hand between their bodies to grasp Will’s hard cock. His lover groaned into his mouth and thrust into his tight fist. At the same time, Charlie slid his fingers down the crease of his ass to tease the perfect hole.
Will nipped at his bottom lip. “Don’t need to be gentle. You stretched me so good last night.”
He pushed one finger slowly inside of Will, loving the way his eyes fluttered shut and his mouth went slack with pleasure. It was one of the many things he loved about this man—Will never tried to hide his reaction to Charlie. He threw all of himself into his decadent bliss. Making love to Will Monroe was an intoxicating, highly erotic experience.
“Is that what you needed, baby? You just gonna fuck yourself on my hands?” As he spoke, Will moved, pushing backward onto his finger and then forward into his fist. A high-pitched whimper left Will’s throat and shot straight to Charlie’s sack. He could happily come like this, watching his sweet love get exactly what he needed until he finally lost all control, his shattered voice shouting Charlie’s name.
“More. Give me more,” Will moaned against his lips.
Charlie added a second finger and swallowed more of Will’s eager sounds as their kiss grew desperate and sloppy. He managed only a few more thrusts into that tight ass before Will was pushing his hand away and positioning the head of Charlie’s cock across his stretched entrance. Will flashed him a smile that appeared half-drunk as he braced one hand on the center of Charlie’s chest and slowly sat on his cock.
Will’s cry of pleasure was loud enough to echo through the entire house, but neither of them cared. His lover was gorgeous in his ecstasy. It was all Charlie could do to lie perfectly still, allowing Will to slowly take him inch by glorious inch. The slick slide and incredible heat were gnawing away at his control, but he held on by his fingertips.
When he was deep within Will’s tight body, Will threw his head back and gave a ragged laugh. Muscles trembled and his pale skin glistened in the overhead light. No one had ever looked so beautiful to Charlie in his entire life.
And then Will started to move. His brain shut off completely. There was only the bone-melting pleasure pouring into his body, overwhelming everything else. Every moan and whimper, that wicked grin, even the arch of Will’s spine as he moved on Charlie’s cock was designed to rush him toward his orgasm.