Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 77202 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77202 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
“Just jumping right into it, eh?” Snow breathed on a gasp.
“Take those horrible images out of my mind, Snow. Give me something better.”
Jude stabbed his tongue into Snow and he widened his legs, his dick becoming full and achingly hard so fast, he felt dizzy. It felt so decadent, being naked while Jude was still fully clothed. He pushed his ass back into that hot mouth. Jude’s tongue stabbed into him again and it was so good, his knees wobbled. When Jude turned him and took his dick into his mouth, Snow yelled.
Wet heat enveloped him and he closed his eyes, his head hitting the wall. Jude wrapped his hand around the root of his cock and used strong suction, moaning around Snow’s length in a way that had lust screaming through Snow. He watched him bobbing up and down and tried to fuck his face. But Jude had one hand wrapped around him and the other holding his hip hard to the wall, keeping him immobile.
“Fuck, Jude,” he rasped, his hands opening and closing as pleasure swamped him. He loved this forceful side of Jude more than he loved air.
Jude sucked him down deep and swallowed around the head of his cock. Then he pulled off and turned Snow back around. “Don’t move,” he growled.
He disappeared and returned with lube in his hand. His dark brown eyes stared hard at Snow as he dropped the lube and pulled his sweater over his head. That possessive stare did what it always did to Snow—made his belly flip, his body flood with fire. Jude moved to his pants, opening them and pulling them off, leaving him in only his socks. His dick stood, stiff and proud, the tip already shiny with excitement.
Snow couldn’t look away, couldn’t take his eyes off the man who thrilled him like no other.
Jude swiped up the lube and coated his hand. He came back to Snow and put his mouth on Snow’s shoulder. “So damn sexy, you take my breath away.”
“Good.” Jude needed to think about this—about them and not his brother—in that moment.
Jude pushed his lubed fingers up into Snow and Snow hissed and came up on his toes. Jude licked into his ear and a shudder rolled down Snow’s back. He bit down on the lobe, then kissed that sensitive spot right below. When he pulled his fingers free and replaced them with his dick, Snow curled his hands into the wall. That first bite of pain hit, and he gritted his teeth, knowing that pleasure would soon follow.
Banding his arm around Snow’s chest, Jude thrust up into him hard. It was like being held in a vise, and he gloried in the strength of Jude’s muscles, his powerful body moving in and out of Snow’s.
Their skin was soon slick with sweat, their breaths erratic.
“So good. You feel so goddamn good,” Jude breathed into his neck. “I want to live inside your ass.” But he pulled out and manhandled Snow into the living room, bending him over the couch. Snow loved every second of it. When Jude slid back in, Snow groaned long and loud as he impaled himself to the hilt.
Joy speared through Snow. He loved being fucked by Jude. Loved the power coursing through him, the pleasure of being filled—loved listening to the hoarse cries of pleasure coming from Jude’s mouth.
He felt so connected to him in these moments, it felt like his heart could burst from the love that swelled within it.
Jude stroked inside his body, hands tight on his hips as he pounded deep. Pleasure built, drawing Snow’s balls tight. He reached down to grab his cock, the couch arm in the way. Moaning with frustration, he pushed back harder onto Jude. “Yes!” he yelled when Jude reached around and wrapped strong fingers around his dick. His fingers were still slick with lube, and the slide made Snow clench his teeth. He rocked his ass into Jude over and over as Jude hit that spot in him that felt so damn good, he actually whimpered. He arched and dug his fingers into the sofa cushions.
“Fuck yeah,” Jude breathed. “Fuck yourself on my cock!”
Snow could no longer think clearly, his entire mind and body wrapped up in a pleasure so intense, he could only writhe and rock his hips back. His mouth opened in a silent cry as his orgasm slammed into him. He came all over the side of the couch, not giving a shit as sensations roared through him.
Jude let out a cry and went still; then he pumped his hips two more times before he pulled out and groaned and came all over Snow’s backside. Panting, he held on to Snow’s hip with one hand and rubbed his spunk into Snow’s skin.
Snow shuddered and felt another small spurt leave his dick.