Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 84227 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84227 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
“You’re pushing your luck,” I replied, but really, I was pushing my ass back against his fingers and silently begging for more.
Another finger pressed in, stretching me so good, I trembled.
“I’m waiting,” he added.
Goddamn, son of a bitch, motherfucking asshole. “Please,” I moaned. “Please fuck me, Chase.” Even his fingers nearly sent me over the edge, and he was being careful about avoiding my prostate.
“Let me stretch you a little more.”
I shook my head. My whole body was vibrating like I was going to burst out of my skin. “I don’t need that. I like it when it stings a little more. Just get your cock inside me before I use my fingers on myself instead.”
“So impatient.” But then he was ripping open the condom and rolling it down his thick rod. He lubed himself up, and then he was there, pressing against my rim, opening me up with the head of his cock and making my eyes roll back in my head.
God, I couldn’t believe this was him. That Chase’s cock was pressing inside me.
“So good…fuck, you feel good, Kell.”
I pushed back on him, giving us both what we needed. We cried out at the same time, and then Chase’s hands were tight on my hips and he was fucking into me like his life depended on how hard he could nail me to the mattress. He was so big inside me, stretching my hole, digging his nails into me. Telling me how good I was, and how tight I was, and…
“Fuck…I thought about this… too much.”
Chase had thought about fucking me? “Like…for how long?”
He didn’t answer, just kept pumping his hips. And it felt good, obviously really fucking good, but I also wanted to know how long he’d been thinking about fucking me.
Suddenly Chase grabbed me and pulled me up so I knelt. He wrapped his arms around me, kissed the back of my neck, and slowed his thrusts, fucking into me with long, measured strides. “Your ass feels so good on my dick. Tell me you want it, Kell.”
“I want it…more than anything.”
He bit into the spot where my shoulder and neck met, then licked the sting away. He pulled back slightly then, still holding on to my hips. “This is so hot. You should see my cock slide in and out of your ass. Every time I pull out, you’re sucking me in again.”
“I want to see too,” I whined. I mean, if this was going to be the only time and all…
“Want me to record you?” he said, still dicking me down nice and slow.
“Fuck yesss…” I hissed out, and Chase froze.
“Are you serious?”
“You weren’t?” Was I supposed to be embarrassed about that? Because I wasn’t. It was hot as hell, if you asked me. “I like to see myself with someone. It’s hot. I haven’t done it often, but—you haven’t?”
“Kellan, do you know how dangerous that is? A video of you could easily get into the wrong hands!”
“Could you not lecture me with your dick in my ass? And that doesn’t mean take your dick out. It means shut up and keep fucking me.”
Chase growled in response, and then he was railing me hard and fast, dirty and raw. His hips pistoned, slapping against mine, sweat slicking our bodies.
“Christ…need to lock you away, is what I need to do. Keep you handcuffed to my bed so you don’t go getting yourself into any trouble.”
Like more trouble than fucking my brother’s best friend? I didn’t mention that part because I didn’t want Chase to stop.
“You jealous? Sounds like you’re jealous,” I teased, and he growled again, which went straight to my dick. I spit in my hand, wrapped it around myself, and stroked as Chase grabbed my face and turned it so he could kiss me. His tongue shoved into my mouth as his dick slammed into my ass. I was pretty sure I disintegrated, went up into ash as I shot my load, mumbling in some make-believe language, because it certainly couldn’t be real words I rambled off as I had the most powerful orgasm of my life.
Chase kept fucking into me, holding me against him as his cock spasmed in my hole and he shot his load into the condom. He fell on top of me, and we breathed heavily, a mountain of limbs, sweat, and come.
It was uncomfortable when he pulled out and got off me, and it took everything in me not to ask him to stay.
Chase got rid of the condom and then fell beside me again. “Do you really record yourself having sex?”
“I have once. And I’m a grown-up, so shut up. I don’t want to hear it.”
He smoothed his hand over my ass, and I whimpered, damn it, pushing it closer toward him.
“That was really good,” Chase said.
“Yeah, it was.”