Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 76334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
He kept the pace easy, letting me get used to the slide of his cock in and out, the rush of blood to my head that left me both light-headed and euphoric.
A filthy stream of curses left his lips as he sped up, and I cupped his balls in my hand, giving them a tug when I could tell he was close before brushing a finger over his hole again and pressing down hard.
“Shit,” he grunted, and the warm flood of his seed filled my mouth, my throat. I gulped it down hungrily, so close to coming that I had to squeeze the base of my cock to stave it off.
I let him have a minute to bask in the afterglow and then wet my fingers and smacked him on the ass, urging him forward onto the bed above me so I had better access to his hole.
I should have known better; heat washed through me like a tidal wave as he straddled me and leaned forward, wrapping his lips around my cock.
“Easy,” I moaned as I worked him open with my fingers.
“You’re one to talk,” he said, pulling back with a gasp as I pumped my fingers inside him. “I’m getting hard again already.”
“Nightstand. Lube,” I ordered, shifting on the bed. “If I’m not inside you in ten seconds, I’m gonna lose it.”
Cullen flashed a wild grin over his shoulder at me, then grabbed supplies from my nightstand. I was still rolling the condom down the length of my cock when he started sinking down on top of me, the drizzle of lube I’d poured down the seam of his ass and smeared over his entrance a cool drip on my skin. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as he took me inside him in one long, slow glide. Clutching at his hips with a curse, I held him still as my dick gave a warning pulse inside him. So much for a long, leisurely fuck.
Cullen glanced back at me again. “Gonna come already, McRae? Feels just like the old days.”
If I could’ve, I would have given him some shit back, but I could barely form words, and he wasn’t wrong. The first time we’d fucked, I’d come in under a minute, overwhelmed by the mind-blowing pleasure of being inside another man for the first time.
Instead, I shut him up by lifting his hips and pummeling into him. Cullen let out a shout as our bodies smacked together, and my orgasm hit me with the ferocity of a freight train that had me crying out, too. He rode me through it, milking me dry before collapsing on top of me.
When I could, I eased out of him and shifted around so that I was sprawled next to him.
“You said my name when you were coming just a second ago.” He smiled as we lay there catching our breath. “I don’t think you ever did that before?”
I ran a hand along the smooth curves of his chest. “It was an accident,” I teased. “I’ll shout someone else’s next time just to throw you off.”
He narrowed his eyes and jammed an elbow in my ribs. “There’ll be hell to pay if you do that.”
I grinned as he rolled closer and then smeared a kiss along his jaw.
“You cut me out like it was nothing,” he said softly.
I rolled my head toward him, bewildered. “Me? You fucked Joanna Hartley the same day we ended things. It fucking stung. I know I did shit wrong. I know you were right and we should’ve just said fuck it and gone public. But fuck.” I shook my head. “I mean, I don’t blame you. She’d always wanted you, and that’s the best medicine, right? Get under someone new?”
“How did you know about that?”
The knot in my gut tightened. “I saw her leaving in your hoodie. I was coming to tell you I was wrong and that maybe we should try…”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake.” Cullen pushed a hand through his hair with a sigh. “I didn’t sleep with her, McRae. Thought about it. Thought hard about it, I’m not gonna lie about that. But I couldn’t. She ‘borrowed’ my hoodie. Took me weeks to get it back, too.” He chuckled ruefully. “So then you what, turned around and went home?”
“Yeah. I thought maybe it was a sign.”
Cullen was silent for a few beats, his fingers making slow circles over my skin. “Maybe it was. It never would have worked back then. I don’t blame you.”
So why didn’t that make me feel any better? “I’m sorry.” I shifted so that his legs were intertwined with mine.
“I’m sorry, too.”
I kept waiting for something else, one of us to crack a joke, Cullen to get up and go back to his room, but he just scooted closer, his warm breath on my neck gradually becoming slower and even, and we fell asleep together for the first time since I’d known him.