Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 85157 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85157 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
He thrust against me, our cocks moving together. Before my brain went any more haywire, I flipped us, put myself on top. “Be good and let me suck your dick.”
“In what universe would I argue with that?”
“Well, you do like to make things difficult…”
“Are you putting my dick in your mouth, or what?” Beau winked, and damned if both the wink and his question didn’t get me harder.
I kissed my way down his chest, licked his nipples. Beau felt so fucking good beneath me, against me, with me. Since I’d told him I was going to devour him, that was exactly what I did. I ran my tongue along every dip, every groove, every muscle. Anything I could taste, I did, until I got to his cock, tall against his belly.
The tip was wet, a pearl of precome at the slit. “I’m assuming I’ll be really good at this, but try not to come too soon. I want to taste your ass too.”
I leaned in, but Beau cupped my cheek, angled my head toward him. “It’s okay to be nervous or unsure. You don’t have to hide it. This is a big deal.”
A heavy breath escaped my lungs. Even when I didn’t know what I needed, somehow Beau did. I wanted this, but it was hard. I hated that it was, that I couldn’t jump right in to being a gay sex king and had to start at sucking dick 101. “Thank you. I…” Without finishing, I looked down, opened my mouth.
“Look at me when you do it, Ash. See how much pleasure you give me.”
And again, that somehow was exactly what I needed. I was lying between Beau’s hairy thighs, looking into his eyes as I angled his dick toward my mouth and licked it. I started at the base, working my way up before swirling my tongue around the head.
Yes. Yes, yes, yes, yes. I sucked him, savored him. Memorized the feel of every vein. I couldn’t go deep, but just tasting him wasn’t enough, so I pulled off, rooted my nose around in his pubic hair, inhaled his scent.
“Ash…” Beau said huskily, rubbing his hand over my head. I wanted more of that, more of my name on Beau’s tongue, more groans and soft noises of pleasure, so I took him into my mouth again. Alternated between licking his balls and sucking his cock, while wondering what was so scary about this. I wanted it, wanted Beau.
He pumped his hips slightly, not too much, like I would do for him, and I had to admit, my ego sort of wanted to tell him to let loose on me. My gag reflex won out.
When his hand tightened in my hair, I knew he was close, so I pulled off. “What’s the best way to do this?”
“You can keep sucking my cock if you want.”
“I love your dick—not like, love—but I…I really want your hole, Campbell.”
His hand shot out and grabbed his balls.
“Holy shit, did that almost make you come?”
“It was hot as fuck, Ash.”
I moved out of the way while Beau turned over, got on his knees, and bent over, resting on his forearms with his ass in the air.
Kneeling behind him, I spread his cheeks, took in the light dusting of hair in his crack, the tight hole I wanted to ravish. “Christ,” I whispered, rubbing my thumb against it. He clenched, and I did it again. “It’s a pretty fucking hole, Campbell.” I wasn’t sure if it was the right thing to say. Could I call his asshole pretty? But it felt like it to me.
“Jesus, you fucking wreck me.”
That put us on equal footing because Beau did the same for me.
Leaning in, I brushed my tongue against his tight ring of muscle. When he moved against me, I did it again and again and again. Beau whimpered, pushed back against me as if he was trying to ride my face. “Fuck yes. That feels good. Give me more, Ash.”
His words fueled me. Using my hands, I spread his cheeks farther, pushed deeper, was pretty sure that his ass was the best place on earth to be. If it was this good with my tongue, what would it ever be like if I got to fuck him?
He tasted like musk and soap. I loved the feel of him against my skin. My cock ached, and each time Beau made a sound in pleasure, it throbbed again.
“Finger me,” he said as he pushed back.
Well, okay. I wasn’t going to argue with that. I sucked my first finger, got it as wet as I could, rubbed it against him. His hole swallowed it up as I slowly pushed the digit inside. “Fuck, you’re tight.” I’d had anal with women before, but it was different with Beau, more with Beau, and we were talking about a fucking finger.