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)
He tightened his fist on Will’s cock, stroking him in time with his movements. His thumb swept lazily across the head, smearing the steady stream of pre-cum leaking from him. Within minutes, Charlie’s name had become a desperate chant that left Will’s lips on every breath. The fingers of his free hand dug into Will’s thigh so that he could feel the trembling muscles as he got closer to his release.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” Charlie snarled between clenched teeth. “Very soon, I’m coming in this ass. Making it mine. You want that, baby. You wanna feel my cum in you again?”
Will cried out and sped up, his muscles tightening around him. Lightning struck, ripping through Charlie’s slender control just as he felt Will’s dick swell in his fist. They both came at the same time. Will shouted and wildly bucked on top of him. Charlie thrust upward, fucking him hard through their orgasms. Dirty talk was always Will’s tipping point. He just hadn’t expected it to send him over the edge too.
Seconds blurred and Charlie blinked to find Will collapsed on top of him, their arms draped over each other while cum smeared both their stomachs and chests as they panted wildly. Brain cells were sacrificed in honor of that monumental orgasm.
“Holy…holy shit,” Will panted into his cheek. “Did…did we get better at that? Or…was it always that good?”
Charlie chuckled, but it was more of the breathless variety. Everything was tingling from the waist down and he was light-headed. “Yes,” was all he could manage.
Will shook with laughter even though he didn’t make a sound. He allowed Will to relax against him, but as soon as his breathing started to even out, Charlie smacked his ass.
“Hey!” Will cried sleepily, but he didn’t move.
“Don’t fall asleep.”
“I’m not,” Will mumbled.
Charlie snorted and smacked the other cheek. “I know you. One good orgasm and you’re out like a light. We need to get cleaned up or we’re going to be stuck together.”
Will grumbled something unintelligible as he lifted up. He carefully removed Charlie from his body, wincing slightly. The unfortunate discomfort seemed to help wake him up. Climbing to his feet did the rest of the job as he gasped and stumbled. He looked at Charlie and flashed him a sheepish grin. “You still gonna love me if I’m not as young as I used to be?”
“Nothing could ever make me stop.”
With a blush, Will turned away and headed to the door. He peeked into the hall to make sure it was empty and then hurried to the bathroom. Charlie chuckled and followed.
Fifteen minutes later, they were clean and back in bed, snuggled under the blankets in the dark. Will had his head resting on Charlie’s shoulder, his fingers threaded through the hair just over his heart.
“Are you sure you can sleep like this?” Will asked softly, not sounding quite as sleepy as he had before their shower.
Charlie turned his head and pressed a kiss to Will’s forehead. “This is the best way to sleep.”
Will snorted. “Charlie Sands, the cuddler. The world would never believe it.”
“Only because there’s just one person in this world that I’ve cuddled.” He swept his hand along Will’s spine in a lazy caress, but as he brought it up again, his fingers tripped over the feel of his ribs. He returned to those ribs, his brow furrowing.
“On a scale of one to ten, how pissed would you be if I asked why you’re so thin?” Charlie inquired.
Will huffed, the breath stirring some of his chest hair. “About a six and a half.”
“I can work with that. Answer the question, baby.”
His lover tipped his head up, and while Charlie couldn’t make out his features in the darkness, he could feel the younger man’s glare. “You think because you’ve been in my ass twice now, you get the right to ask about things like that.”
“I think because you are mine and I love you more than life itself, I get to take care of you. Now, why aren’t you eating properly?”
Will sighed against his chest, and to his shock, snuggled a little closer. “Until recently, my schedule was always incredibly busy and money constantly tight. I don’t prioritize things like…”
“Eating. Taking care of yourself,” Charlie murmured into Will’s hair. He pressed another kiss to the top of his head. “That stops now, even if it means we are eating every meal together from now on.”
“Charlie, you don’t have time for that nonsense.”
“Taking care of you is never nonsense. I just got you back. There’s no way in hell I’m going to lose you to something like bad eating habits. Go to sleep.”
Slowly, Will relaxed on him. Charlie listened to his breathing even out as he drifted off to sleep.
“Don’t let me go,” Will whispered.
Charlie smiled in the darkness, letting go of his own consciousness to follow Will into a deep, dreamless slumber. Never. He was never going to let this man go. Even if it took the rest of their lives, he’d prove to Will that he wasn’t going anywhere.