Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 42461 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 170(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42461 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 170(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
He’d thought of not opening the door but when Royal yelled he was home, Stone’s heart had taken over and made the decision for him.
Stone moans were loud and guttural as he hefted Royal into his arms and pulled him out of the cold, into his cabin, kicking the door closed behind him.
They clawed and bit at each other like animals as Stone rushed towards his room. They fell onto the bed together and Stone was so out of control he ripped Royal’s sweater when he yanked it over his head. It was less than a minute before they were both naked and writhing against each other.
Royal scraped his blunt nails along his back, and the sting felt wonderful after days of nothing but numbness. Three days had felt like three months.
Stone damn near wept when Royal wrapped those tender hands around his cock and began to jerk him with long, tight pulls.
“I want you inside me,” Royal pleaded into his beard.
Heat soared down his back and landed below his pelvis, causing his cock to throb.
“Yes,” Royal thrust hard as if he’d felt it too, stroking him faster. “Now.”
Stone closed his eyes, trapped in the powerful sensations, until Royal turned over and ground his ass into his dick, sending shockwaves to his balls. He was so hard and aching he didn’t think it was a good idea to sink inside Royal when he was so worked up.
“When was the last time you had anyone inside you, Royal?” Stone asked, pumping his hips in the same way he wanted to fuck him.
Royal gasped. “Um, c-college. But I’ve been um…I’ve been using a…”
Stone thrust hard, sucking deep red marks at the base of Royal’s neck. “You’ve been using what?”
“I’ve been getting ready for you.” Royal moaned. “For days, I’ve been getting ready.”
Royal pushed his ass back and ground into Stone in a way that gave him no choice. The thought of him prepping himself, wanting to take his cock was too much.
Stone worked his way down Royal’s body, licking and nipping at the ridges of his spine until he reached the crest of his ass.
Every part of Royal was smooth and delicate. He licked over his supple mounds before he spread him open and dragged his tongue from his balls to the top of his ass, then back down.
Royal had his face buried in the comforter but his cries of pleasure filled the room.
Stone ignored his aching cock and took his time, laving at Royal’s hole before he began easing his tongue inside. He tasted like a ripened berry and the deeper he went the more Royal cried his name.
“I knew you’d taste as good as you feel, baby.”
He kept his tongue on him as he pushed one finger inside and stroked Royal’s cock at the same time.
Slowly, his hole relaxed around his fingers before he added another, and another. Royal never let out a grunt or hinted he was in pain, only moans of bliss and words of nonsense that Stone knew meant he wanted more.
“I know baby,” Stone whispered.
He continued to fuck him with his fingers until Royal was squirming on his sheets. Stone reached into his nightstand and grabbed an almost full bottle of lube and squeezed some onto two fingers.
Royal hummed all soft and sexy as Stone pushed it inside him.
“I want you, Bo.”
“You already have all of me,” he said as he covered Royal’s taut body, and pressed his hardness to his hole.
His gentle stroking became more urgent as he massaged Royal’s supple ass cheeks, spreading him open, ready to be inside his heat.
“Make love to me, Bo.”
Stone positioned himself and eased inside, meeting no resistance. He pushed in, and out, then back in, inching a little further each time until it felt too good and he sank all the way inside.
Royal went pliant beneath him as if he’d been given a sedative. His breathing was even and calm, making Stone slow his movements. Royal’s body was his, and he was home, he didn’t need to rush.
“Tell me I feel good, please.” Royal’s voice trembled when he begged.
Royal was warm silk inside. His narrow walls closed in on him, pulsing and massaging him, sucking him back in any time he pulled out.
“Fuck baby.”
Royal’s hips moved in rhythm with him.
Stone pressed his lips to Royal’s cheek and licked his way into his mouth. “Feel how much I love you.”
“Show me,” Royal whined. “Deeper, Bo?”
Stone growled, as he ground his pelvis against Royal’s ass, pegging his prostrate until he shook and came apart.
“I’m coming,” Royal groaned, fisting the sheets, his body going rigid.
Stone struggled not to squeeze his eyes shut as he braced both palms on the bed and rose high enough to watch his wet cock gliding in and out of Royal’s body, hypnotized by their connection.
He hadn’t been inside another man in over eight years and the feelings coursing through him were a whirlwind of need, passion, and longing, each emotion bashing into the next with no way to restrain them.