Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 101335 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 507(@200wpm)___ 405(@250wpm)___ 338(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101335 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 507(@200wpm)___ 405(@250wpm)___ 338(@300wpm)
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The little sounds coming from Colt were the best foreplay on the planet. Jace fought a losing battle, but kept going as Colt bucked up into his hand. He tightened his grip on Colt’s cock, making him thrust his hips harder. The effect was a hot sexy Colton Michaels squirming under his hold. Colt lifted his head and looked at him from under deeply hooded lids.
“You’re beautiful. You’ve grown into a gorgeous man,” Jace said and placed his hand on Colt’s splayed knees, pushing the muscular legs back toward his chest. The movement tilted his ass up, leaving Colt open for his viewing pleasure. Jace grinned wickedly as he looked down at the hottest ass he had ever seen.
“Damn, you’re sexy as hell. Do I suck you again till you beg or do I give you what you want and fuck you nice and hard, Michaels?” Colt’s dick jumped and his eyes darkened at Jace’s words.
“Jace, stop teasing me. I wanna feel you moving in me… please.” Colt squirmed against the bed and lifted his hips. Jace kept his grip tight on Colt’s rock hard cock, giving a long slow stroke. Jace licked the bead of pre-come building at Colt’s plump tip.
“Fuck… baby!” Colt groaned, his body trembled as Jace swallowed him. “God, yes, Jace. Yes!” Colton’s hips bucked forcefully. Jace pulled Colt’s cock from his mouth, trailing his tongue along the underside before nibbling at the soft skin of his sac.
Jace reached over, pulling condoms and lubricant off the headboard, laying them within easy reach, and then turned his attention back to his man. He lowered and traced Colt’s rim with his tongue. The move he loved most. Colt’s taste and scent had him so turned on his dick wept with desire. Jace kneaded Colt’s ass, spreading him wide. He teased his rim with long slow swipes and little flicks before delving in and fucking him with his tongue. He’d waited so long for this, so long to have Colt writhing and moaning just for him. Jace took care, massaging the tender globes in Colt’s sack as he devoured Colt’s ass.
“Goddammit, you’re fuckin’ killing me,” Colt hissed. He was holding his own cock now, gripping tight, trying to keep the orgasm at bay. “Fuck me, end this, Jace, fuck me,” Colt begged louder now. God, he prayed Colt meant every word he’d said, because he wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of his life with this man, doing this very thing as often as humanly possible.
As Jace glanced up, Colt lifted his head from the pillow and looked down at him. The heat and need burning in Colt’s eyes almost slayed him. He broke their gaze and let his eyes wander. Colt’s hard dick lay against his tight abdomen, perfectly cut, thick and slightly curved. Colt had a gorgeous cock.
He couldn’t help it—Jace lifted, reaching again for Colt’s length and swallowed him; he tasted the salty pre-come and sucked harder, ignoring Colt’s pleas, ignoring everything but his own determination to show Colt everything he’d been missing.
“Your mouth… my dreams… fuck, you feel so good.”
Jace moaned at Colt’s words as his fingers fumbled for the lube. He popped the cap easily, managing with one hand. Jace coated his fingers, flipping the bottle cap closed. He brought his hand back to Colt’s ass and trailed his finger around his rim, massaging, taking his time before he pushed a slick finger inside. Pulling Colt’s cock from his mouth, Jace watched as Colt ground his hips, pushing back against the invading finger. He eased another digit into Colt’s tight passage, again watching Colt’s expression of pleasure as his fingers found and grazed the sweet spot in Colt’s ass. Colt pushed harder against his palm rolling his hips in pleasure, begging Jace for more.
“Fuck me, Jace … I can’t take this… I need you in me,” Colt whispered breathlessly, grinding against Jace’s hand until he lifted his ass, drawing his legs up, hugging them to his chest, opening more for Jace.
“You’re still tight, Colton. Relax for me. I’ve missed having you like this. We don’t have to rush it,” Jace said, slipping a third finger inside Colt. Jace ignored Colt’s pleas along with the insistent ache in his own cock and took the needed time stretching Colt, relaxing him, making sure there would be no pain.
Finally, Jace grabbed the condom and ripped the package with his teeth. He rolled the condom on with one hand, pouring more lube directly to the tip, giving his dick a few coating strokes. Jace aimed, circling Colt’s entrance with his tip, making this the moment of truth. Everything Colt said he wanted. Jace lifted his eyes and connected with Colt’s gaze. His heart raced so fast the only sound he heard was the pounding in his ears. They stared at one another as Jace pushed against his tight ring of muscle. Colt slowly gave him a wicked grin, his dark lashes fluttering as his eyes rolled back into his head when Jace entered him. Everything fell in place, making this so right and so perfect that Jace had no idea which one of them let out a sexy groan as he slipped deeper inside Colt’s tight heat. He was home.
“Oh, yeah… that’s right. Just like that, cheer boy.” Colt’s words punctuated the silence, proving Jace could hear over the pounding of his heart after all. Who knew?
“You can count on it, Michaels!” Jace growled his response, inching deeper, pushing his hips forward. The strain of keeping control had Jace gritting his teeth. Every muscle in his neck, shoulders, back, and chest tensed. Jace slowly, but completely buried himself in Colt in one long deeply gratifying thrust. Colt dropped his head back, gripping the bedspread with his fist.
“I love this,” Colt moaned. Jace anchored his arms under Colt’s knees, lifting him to keep him in the perfect position as he began the slow, steady rhythm of sliding in and out of Colt’s tight passage.
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Colt relaxed back against the soft bedding, his cock bounced against his stomach leaving spots of sticky wetness dotting his skin with each thrust of Jace’s hips. He groaned at the feel of their bodies coming together, of Jace filling him, completing him. He loved to bottom with Jace, he always had. This was the one thing he’d managed to keep just between them. Colt glanced up at Jace’s face, watching him, seeing the waves of pleasure cross his stunning features.