Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 95906 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 480(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95906 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 480(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
“Con, please,” Micah breathed. He was in that state of blind need. The one where all he could do was feel. Where he was completely reliant on me to send him over.
“Bear down on me, baby,” I growled as my own desire kicked up another notch. I pushed forward slowly. As much as I wished Micah’s response to my dick breaching him would be the same as my finger, I knew it wouldn’t be like that. I’d fucked enough guys to know that for most of them, there was always some initial pain.
Micah’s eyes opened on a gasp as my crown sank into him. Then he immediately shut them and tensed up even more.
“Breathe, sweetheart. Keep your eyes on me.”
He responded to the order, though it took some effort for him to relax. As soon as he did, I was able to press deeper inside of him. I kissed him to keep his focus on the pleasure rather than the pain.
“Okay?” I asked when I was fully seated within him.
Micah still had his hands on my arms, but his grip had eased somewhat. He nodded slowly as he seemed to take stock of what his body was feeling.
“I love you so much, Micah,” I whispered. He wasn’t the only one who was overwhelmed by what was happening between us.
“Love you,” he returned, his eyes holding mine.
After that, I lost the ability to speak as I gave in to my own body’s need to move. I managed to keep my thrusts slow and shallow at first but as soon as Micah began to moan and lifted his hips to meet mine, I knew he was one hundred percent with me.
I pushed into him as deep as I could and swallowed his groan of pleasure. The next thrust was just as deep, just as hard. Every one that followed built on the previous entry into Micah’s welcoming body. The coil of need inside me grew tighter and tighter and it was all I could do not to pound into him.
Every one of my muscles felt strung too tight as I tried to maintain the rhythm, but when Micah’s hands gripped my ass at the same time that he kissed me and whispered, “Let go, Con,” I was a goner. I wrapped my arms around Micah and began slamming into him. He grunted with every powerful thrust into his body, but his fingers pressing into my skin urged me on.
Since I didn’t want to leave him behind when I came, which was going to happen sooner rather than later, I shifted my hips so my cock hit his gland with each pump of my hips. Micah arched up against me at the same time that his inner muscles clamped down on my shaft. The increased pressure had me pounding into him with no finesse whatsoever. It was too much too fast, but Micah’s pleas to give him what he needed spurred me on.
He came a few seconds before I did, so I got to watch him fly apart. Hot cum hit my stomach as Micah’s entire body locked up tight.
“Con!” he shouted as he wrapped his arms around my back and clung to me for dear life.
His response sent me over.
“Fuck,” I snarled as the orgasm slammed into me with brutal force. My body wrestled control from my brain and from there on out, I was on autopilot as I emptied my release into Micah’s still-jerking body.
I died that little death for what seemed like forever before I came back to reality and felt Micah’s heavy breaths against my ear. My heart was pounding in my chest and with my ear pressed to his sternum, I could tell he was in the same state. I couldn’t say how long we lay there like that for, but when I managed to force my limp limbs to move again, Micah shook his head.
“Not yet,” he whispered. His eyes were closed but when I dropped a kiss to his mouth, he returned it without hesitation.
There were a million things I wanted to say to him but I knew they could wait until morning. I had a lifetime to tell him how much he’d changed my life, how he’d given it back to me in more ways than he could ever understand.
I had a lifetime with him, but I wouldn’t wait that long to tell him those things. And for those things I couldn’t find words for, I’d tell him in other ways.
I’d make sure every day with Micah was a lifetime in itself.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Micah
He woke me up with soft kisses all along the back of my neck and shoulders. I found myself smiling as I pressed my ass back against Con’s hips. He was lying flush against me, all except for his cock. I figured he’d done that in deference to me. I’d have to teach him that waking up with his cock nudged in the crack of my ass was pretty much a requirement going forward.