Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
“That’s it. Take what’s yours. Give me that dick. Been dying for it.”
His words go straight to my balls, making my dick twitch inside him. “Oh my God. You can’t talk like that right now. I almost just ended this.”
When he laughs, it’s even worse.
“Stop. Jesus. Okay, let me focus.” In the back of my mind, I wonder if I should be embarrassed about my behavior, the things I’m saying, but this is Rylan, and I don’t ever have to feel uncomfortable with him.
I look down at him, at his mischievous smirk, at the way he can’t keep his eyes off me, urging me on without saying a word until I’m buried to the hilt and… “Gonna die. I must fuck you now.”
“I’d appreciate that,” he says playfully, but I can’t concentrate on the words right now. I pull back and snap my hips forward again, see his eyes roll back in this way that turns me on more.
I do it again, over and over and over, fucking into Rylan’s tight, needy body. He spits in his hand and strokes himself, jerking off while giving me his body, never taking his gaze from mine.
“This is so good…I can’t believe…how do you ever stop doing this?” I ramble as I keep thrusting.
“Hearing you lose it like this is so fucking hot.”
I say a silent thank-you for his Nerdy Hayes kink.
“There you go. Right there. Harder. Keep hitting that spot.”
My vision blurs. I want him to enjoy this more than anything. I do my best to keep hitting that spot, taking him hard, pumping my hips into him and nearly dying every time my cock is buried deep.
“Ry…you don’t even know. I need you to come. Please come. I can’t…”
And something about what I’m saying seems to do it for him, or maybe I’m just a really good top and don’t know it, but his ass tightens, his body arching up, cock jerking as he pulses his release onto his stomach.
I immediately join him, feel my dick spasm in what must be, hands down, the best hole in the world. Pleasure keeps rolling through me, cock still spurting, filling Rylan with my release. Holy fuck, I’ve never come so hard in my life.
And then I collapse.
Maybe die.
But if I were dead, I wouldn’t be able to feel his chest vibrate with laughter against mine, wouldn’t feel his strong arms around me.
“Damn, that was good,” he says, and I wonder how he’s able to form words. I’m not sure I can.
“I should clean up the mess,” I say. He always does when he fucks me.
“Nah, we’ll deal with it later. I don’t want you to leave this spot.”
His hold on me tightens, and I wish I never had to leave this spot either, Rylan’s pecs against my cheek, his breath in my hair.
“We’re going to make this work,” I tell him.
“Damn right we are. You’re mine, cutie. And I don’t ever plan to let you go.”
Possessive Rylan is totally fucking hot.
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
Rylan
We take a nap, then wake up and I fuck Hayes this time. Having a boyfriend is the best. Not just because of all the hot sex, but because it’s Hayes. I’m so damn proud of him and the way he stood up for himself, with both me and The Prick, and how he went to his friends when he needed to talk to someone. Those things aren’t easy for him, but he’s doing his best, and goddamn, I look up to him for it.
We talk a little more about what happened with Malcolm, and I tell him how Mads helped me realize what an idiot I am.
“I’ll have to thank him,” Hayes says, which makes me grin. I love the idea of Hayes and Mads officially meeting, and I’m stoked to meet his friends as well.
We cook dinner together, then eat on the back deck. “Are you sure you’re okay to wait until after the season?” I confirm. “It’s not because of you. It’s just—”
“It’s fine.” He reaches over and places his hand on mine. “Really. I swear. I need to prepare for all the ways this will change my life too.”
“Okay. And if you decide you’re not ready, then we’ll discuss that too.”
“I’ll be ready. You’re my guy, and I don’t want to hide you.” He gives me a shy smile while returning what I said to him earlier.
“Fuck, I love you.” I kiss the corner of his mouth. “And I’m going to take you on a date as soon as it’s possible.”
“Do you love me enough to meet my parents?”
Well, shit. We’re really going there, aren’t we? “Damn straight. When?”
“Right now? I just want to do it. Malcolm never spoke to them, and my mom’s worried I’ll get hurt again. It’s different with us, and I want to show them all the ways it is.”