Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 99949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 333(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 500(@200wpm)___ 400(@250wpm)___ 333(@300wpm)
“Harder, baby. Fuck me into the mattress,” Lincoln demanded.
I did as he said and put more weight down on where we were connected. I moved faster, harder, deeper… whatever it took to keep winding up that coil. My balls slapping against Lincoln’s ass as I humped him like a wild animal had me dropping my entire body onto his. I drove my body against his over and over. I could hear him grunting and moaning beneath me. Knowing that I was bringing him pleasure at the same time I was taking my own made something break wide open inside of me. I twined my fingers with his as I rested my chin against his neck. I kept up the furious pace with my lower body while I kept repeating the same phrase into his ear in a breathless whisper.
Love you.
Seconds later, Lincoln let out a hoarse shout and I felt his hips buck beneath mine. The realization that he was orgasming set off my own climax. I bit down on the spot where his neck met his collarbone as the coil inside of me snapped and flooded all my nerve endings with relief. I could feel my own semen sliding down my dick as I continued to pound against Lincoln. I couldn’t say if it was the knowledge that some of my semen had to be dripping into his body or the sound my dick made against his ass as I rode him that made powerful aftershocks rip through my body even though I knew my balls were completely drained.
My body was no longer in my control.
And for the first time in a really, really long time, I was good with that.
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
LINCOLN
“I did it at the bus station.”
I stilled the finger I was running over the scar on Theo’s arm. I’d assumed he was asleep.
“In the bathroom,” he continued without any kind of prompting.
We were lying face to face on the bed, the covers drawn over our naked, exhausted bodies. Theo had still been in a postcoital haze after he’d fucked me without actually fucking me. He’d remained on my back, his body limp and his softening dick still lodged between my ass cheeks. I’d been in the same state of contentment as him even though I’d still been lying face down in a puddle of my own jizz while his had slid down my ass and onto my balls. It was only when the cool air of the room had made Theo start to shiver that I’d eased him off me and gone to the bathroom to grab a towel and a warm washcloth. I’d wiped myself clean before shaking Theo awake enough to wipe the cooling semen off his dick. I would have been happy to do it myself, but I hadn’t wanted to take the chance I’d scare him.
While he’d cleaned himself, I’d placed the thick towel over the proof of my hands-free release, something that had never happened to me before, and then Theo and I had gotten under the covers facing each other and just enjoyed the bliss of our satisfied bodies.
“It was right before I was supposed to board the bus that was going to bring me here,” he continued, his eyes remaining closed.
“Why?” I asked quietly.
“The usual,” Theo murmured before opening his eyes. “Was in the middle of a freak-out session. Needed to calm down so I could actually get on the bus.”
“You weren’t sure you wanted to come here?” I asked. “Because of Ford?”
“I never had any intention of coming here,” Theo admitted. I’d resumed running my finger up and down the scar. “Six months ago when Ford said I should come for a visit, I just told him what he wanted to hear.”
“What changed your mind?”
The moment Theo’s eyes shifted away from mine, I knew we were in sensitive territory.
“Timing, I guess,” he finally answered. “I was unemployed, had just lost my apartment and just wanted to get out of the city for a while.”
“You had nowhere else you could go?”
Theo’s eyes drifted shut as he shook his head.
“What about your friends? Your parents?”
“My last friend was Ford, and even though my parents are glad to know that spending a good chunk of their life savings saved their son from the bowels of hell, they didn’t exactly put out the welcome home sign when Father Abbott let me go. After they came to see for themselves that I was cured, they left me enough money for a bus ticket to anywhere but their place and some extra to get a place to live.”
“They’d moved to Phoenix, right?” I asked.
“Yeah,” Theo confirmed. His voice held that emptiness to it like it always did when he brought up his past. Knowing everything I did, I couldn’t fault him for it. Going to that safe place in his head was just another coping mechanism he’d needed to survive the hell he’d been living in from the moment Jimmy Cornell had opened that athletic shed’s door.