Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 75871 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75871 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Sex was different with Colby, explosive. Vince was an experienced guy, and while Colby had been with plenty of women, Vince was his only guy. It shouldn’t be Vince feeling like this was new and exciting.
Once they were out and dried off, they tumbled into Colby’s bed. “It was hot watching you play football today.”
“Want me to act it out for you? Or we can get our own personal game going sometime…if I tackle you, I get to fuck you.”
Vince trembled beneath Colby. He didn’t tell the other man that he could fuck Vince any time he wanted. “Oh yeah. We’re doing that for sure.”
He threaded his hands through Colby’s hair, then pulled him down so their lips met in a bone-melting kiss. Colby flicked his tongue against Vince’s in a way that made his heart race. Colby could kiss, and damn, Vince liked it when Colby kissed him.
He savored the feel of Colby’s mouth on his, the taste of him, the weight of Colby’s body on top of his. He loved the hard muscles, the roughness of Colby’s body hair, and the eager way he devoured Vince’s mouth like he was a starving man and Vince could nourish him.
Vince flipped them over, making Colby suck in a sharp breath.
“You like that? Like that I can manhandle you?” He tugged at one of Colby’s nipples with his teeth.
His body arched toward Vince’s. “Yes. Fuck yes. Do that again.”
Vince bit his nipple, giving it another gentle pull, then lashing his tongue over the hard bud. He ran his teeth down Colby’s torso, then up again, biting and sucking his stomach, his pecs, teasing and tasting him. He rubbed his cheek against the hair on Colby’s chest, lowered his hand to stroke his pulsing cock, Vince’s own dick aching.
Colby’s arms wrapped around him, grabbed his ass, dragged his hands up Vince’s back, clutching and grabbing, heavy breaths pushing from between his lips.
Vince worked his way back up again, grabbing Colby’s arms and raising them over his head. With their fingers locked together, he took Colby’s mouth, pushing his tongue inside while rutting against him, rubbing their cocks together.
“Goddamn. Why is that so good?” Colby asked when his head fell to the side, pulling their lips apart.
“Because it’s me, baby. I know what I’m doing…how to make you feel good. Fucking love touching you and having you touch me.”
He really did too, wondered how he would go without this if Colby changed his mind and ended the benefits part of their friendship. Vince liked being with him like this, but he also just liked sleeping in bed with Colby, holding him, waking up to the sound of his soft breathing and gorgeous fucking body.
“I want to taste you,” Colby admitted. Vince leaned down to kiss him again, but Colby said, “Not your mouth. Well, not that I don’t love that because I do, but I want to taste your hole. Want to open you up with my tongue before I fuck you.”
Heat zipped down Vince’s spine. No chance in hell he’d deny Colby that, deny either of them the chance of having Colby’s tongue in his ass.
“You know if you do that, you’re going to want to eat it all the time. I have a great ass.”
“Better than cereal?” Colby asked playfully, making Vince laugh. This man was so fucking fun.
“Oh yeah. Gonna want me for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.”
“I can handle that if you can.”
“I can handle anything you want to give me.” Vince leaned down and kissed him, not letting himself think about the words, the way they reverberated through him, settling into his bones.
Vince moved off him and lay on his stomach. Colby settled between his legs, kissed Vince’s nape, then each knot of his spine as he worked his way down. Vince was already fisting the pillow, body thrumming with pleasure he knew would only get better when Colby’s tongue found his hole.
Sex was different with Colby. He could use their friendship as an excuse, but the fact was, he and Holden were close, but sex with him had never been as…as consuming as it was with Colby. Maybe because Colby had never been with a man, which meant he was giving himself to Vince in a way he never had with anyone else. While that was true, he knew it wasn’t the whole truth.
He looked over his shoulder right as Colby used his hands to spread his ass cheeks. Colby glanced down at him, gaze riveted like Vince was a prize Colby didn’t think he would ever win…ever have.
“Taste it, baby. Let me feel your tongue inside me.” Fuck. He’d said baby again, hadn’t he? The word rolled off his tongue easily. It didn’t have to mean anything. Maybe he just didn’t want Colby to be babe because that’s what he called Holden. It had started as a friendship thing with Colby, the way it had with Holden, but again, Colby was different.