Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 93096 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 465(@200wpm)___ 372(@250wpm)___ 310(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93096 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 465(@200wpm)___ 372(@250wpm)___ 310(@300wpm)
Deftly reversing their positions, Luis steered Tucker away from the entry wall. They stumbled their way to the couch, an oversize leather model he’d chosen to withstand the kids, but he was grateful for its study construction as they tumbled onto it. Luis landed on top of Tucker, peering down at him with an intensity that made Tucker need to swallow hard.
“Damn. You...want you. So bad.” He stroked Tucker’s face, fingers pushing through his hair.
“Same.” Unable to wait another second, he stretched up to catch Luis’s mouth in a kiss that started gentle but quickly caught back up to where they’d been by the door, both of them breathing hard as they traded deep forays.
“Tell me what’s okay with you.” Pulling back, Luis stroked Tucker’s arms. He was hard against Tucker’s hip, and simply that coupled with his warm weight had Tucker’s own cock throbbing. There was no way Luis could miss that he was as turned on as him.
A frustrated noise escaped his throat. “I don’t need...training wheels or something. Not gonna freak out on you.” At least he didn’t think he was. Part of his frustration was in not knowing exactly what it was he liked, not having go-to suggestions for Luis. All he knew was that he wanted more. “Need you.”
“You’ve got me.” Luis’s smile was almost more tender than Tucker could bear.
“Kiss me again,” he demanded.
“Like this?” Moving slowly, like they had decades to get this right, Luis proceeded to make a study of Tucker’s mouth, showing even more finesse than earlier with little nips and sucks and flicks of his devious tongue. Tucker’s heels dug into the sofa and his back arched.
“Yeah.” His eyes fluttered shut as Luis started a devastating combo of delving deep with his tongue while his hips moved insistently against Tucker’s. He felt the rhythm everywhere in his body, like someone had turned the bass up to eleven and each small movement was enough to have him shuddering. “Fuck. That.”
“Damn. I like making you curse.”
“Then do that again.” Moving restlessly against Luis, he tried to goad him into more of those kisses.
“This?” Luis gave him fluttering light kisses on his lips, cheeks, chin, lips again. Torture. “Or this?”
Right when Tucker was about to demand he stop teasing, he captured his mouth for real, owning his lips completely as they rocked together. Tucker was starting to get a feel for how to follow Luis’s movements, and each thrust and retreat had his cock demanding more and more until he was breathless with want.
“That. Definitely that.”
“Love how damn responsive you are.” Luis snaked a hand between them, pulling Tucker’s shirt loose from his pants. “Can’t wait to see you lose it when I suck you.”
“So you keep threatening.” It was hard to think with Luis’s warm hand resting against his bare abs, fingers idly moving but nowhere close to where Tucker wanted him most.
“Not a threat. A promise.” Before Tucker could even register what he was after, Luis scooted back, arranging them so that Tucker’s feet were on the ground again and he was kneeling next to Tucker. Instinctively, Tucker sat up more so he could watch as Luis made quick work of his belt. He was slower with Tucker’s fly, blunt fingertips teasing him through his pants, taking his sweet time lowering the zipper.
“Oh.” He breathed out as Luis finally withdrew his cock, featherlight touches all along the shaft followed by his hot breath, so close but not close enough. “Damn. You...”
“Want something?” Luis’s voice was innocent, but his eyes were molten, all sinful promises in the soft light spilling in from the entryway.
“This. Just this.” Yeah, he wanted to come, but then this would be over, and he wasn’t ready for that. And he wanted to see exactly what Luis had planned. “You’re killing me, but it’s worth it.”
“Right answer.” Luis rewarded him by licking all along the underside of his cock, little flicks that wreaked havoc with his resolution to simply go along with whatever Luis wanted to do.
“That. Do that. More.” Licking his suddenly parched lips, he reached for Luis’s shoulder, then retreated, not wanting to be too demanding. He jammed his ass into the couch cushions, stilling the urge to thrust toward Luis’s exploring mouth.
“It’s okay. You can touch me.” Grabbing Tucker’s hand, Luis returned it to his shoulder before tapping Luis’s thigh. “And move. Turns me on when you lose control.”
He punctuated his words by swallowing Tucker’s cock, sucking him into all that wet heat, active tongue making Tucker groan. “Oh, fuck.”
“That’s it.” Pulling back long enough to grin, Luis resumed his efforts, taking Tucker deep. So deep. Tucker could feel Luis swallow, and simply that subtle flutter and pressure was enough to have his balls tightening.
“Close. Too close.” His voice shook, tone almost panicky because he wasn’t ready for this to end, wanted the good feelings to go on indefinitely. But his body seemed to have another agenda, hurtling closer as Luis quickened his pace.