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)
When Kellan was finally sitting on me, my dick buried to the hilt, we both exhaled a heavy breath, then looked at each other and smiled.
“That’s a big nightstick you got there, Officer,” he said cheekily.
“You like it, though, like it stuffed inside you. Ride me, Kell. Show me what that ass can do.”
And fuck, he did just that. His sexy body bounced on my cock, and he rolled his hips the right way, leaning at the right angle, taking me deep and then pulling off. My whole body was tight with the need to take over, to slam into him, to stake my claim on his body, but I held off as long as I could, letting Kellan work me.
Soon my hands found their way to his hips, and one of my thumbs covered the heart tattoo as I held him and thrust up into his body.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Kellan dropped his head back.
Christ, he was beautiful. Long sinewy muscles, his Adam’s apple moving as he swallowed, giving his body to me, taking his pleasure from me, and giving me so much satisfaction, I could burst.
I slammed up into him. His cock jerked, spilling precome as I fucked into him again and again.
“Yes, Chase. Right there. Fuck me,” he called out, wrapping a hand around his cock. He stroked twice before his body tightened, come spurting from his cock, all over his hand and my stomach. It was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen, and I lost it, my body tumbling into orgasm as I somehow felt both weightless and heavy at the same time.
Kellan fell on top of me, and I stroked his sweaty back. Neither of us spoke. The moment felt heavy, thick and full in a way I hadn’t expected.
My cock began to soften, and I pulled out before I leaked inside him, but still we didn’t move. I petted his head and rubbed his back and closed my eyes when I felt his lips press against my chest.
It was as if that one kiss broke whatever was happening, and Kellan pulled away briskly. He grabbed the condom and tossed it, then went to the bathroom. “I have to take a leak. I’ll be right back.” He closed the door behind him, making me frown.
That had been intense. I knew I’d never had sex like that in my life, had never felt so connected to someone. It made sense. Kellan was so twined with my past, and part of my life, so yeah, emotions would be there when usually it was just two bodies coming together to sate their desire.
The minutes ticked by, and Kellan didn’t come out. My nerves began wrapping around me, making my gut ache. Had I done something wrong? Hurt him somehow? I got up, walked over, and stood outside the door. “Kell? You okay?”
“Yeah,” he said after a moment, and pulled open the door. “I’m fine. That was fucking hot, Chase.” His gaze wouldn’t meet mine.
“What’s wrong?” It was evident he was trying to hide something.
“Nothing.”
“Kellan—”
“Nothing’s wrong, Chase. I said I was fine. Now come on. I wanna watch the video. I bet it gets me hard again.”
I nodded, still not feeling right, but trying to trust him. We went back to bed, watched the video, then deleted it. We were both hard again, so I blew him, and the second he came in my mouth, I swallowed it down, and then he was kissing me as I jerked off on his abs.
Kellan stayed all night.
The next morning I made him breakfast, and then we were standing at the door and I kissed him again. Fuck, I didn’t want him to go. What was wrong with me? Why didn’t I want him to go? “Am I going to see you again?” I held his waist and imagined my finger over that tattoo again.
“We live in the same small town, and you’re best friends with my brother. Of course we’ll see each other again.”
“You know what I mean, smartass.” I kissed the tip of his nose, of all things. Why the fuck I couldn’t keep my hands or mouth off him, I didn’t know.
“Yes,” he answered. “I’d totally like more benefits again.”
Kellan smiled, backed away, then turned and walked to his car. I stood there watching, even after his vehicle disappeared.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Kellan
Several weeks went by in what felt like the blink of an eye. I spent a few nights a week at Chase’s place, and sometimes I still found myself there but didn’t sleep over. We fucked—a lot. What was the point of benefits if you didn’t take advantage of them?
But sometimes we didn’t have sex at all. I’d go over, and he’d be tired after work, or my ass would be too sore from the night before, and we’d do things like cuddle on the couch and watch horror movies or grill dinner together, and one time I even taught him how to make my mom’s secret recipe for oatmeal-raisin cookies.