Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
I kissed his hip bones, one, then the other. Licked the tattoo. Sucked his right nipple, then his left, while he writhed and cursed beneath me. “I don’t know if I want that thick piece of meat in my mouth again or if I want to get off with you another way.”
Griff’s hands held the sides of my face, and he pulled my mouth to his again. “I can’t get enough of this,” he said, and yeah, I couldn’t either. I loved kissing Griffin Caine.
His hands tangled in my hair as we ate at each other’s mouths. I thrust against him, each rub of our cocks together giving me the best kind of friction and shooting me to the moon. Griffin made deep, hungry sounds. Held me tight as if afraid I would disappear. Ran his hand up and down my back and grabbed my ass, pulled me closer. “Fuck yes,” he called out, and I felt like a damned god.
I reached over, still kissing him, and tried to find the lube. When I finally wrapped my hand around it, I tugged it out of the drawer. Griff tried to chase my mouth when I pulled away, but I just said, “Shh. It’s okay, sweetheart. I’m not going anywhere.”
I drizzled lube over our cocks, which were pressed against each other. Griff was thicker and had more hair where I kept mine trimmed, but we were both hard and leaking and throbbing.
“Fuck, that’s so hot,” he said.
“Watch us. Jesus, you don’t know what you do to me.” I held myself above him, hands flat on the bed, and moved so our dicks were rubbing again. Griff did as I said, his eyes looking down and watching. Our balls touched, and he gasped. A drip of precome fell from my tip and onto him, making us both groan. “Wrap your hand around us both, and keep watching. Don’t take your eyes off our cocks until we cover those sexy abs of yours in come, okay?”
“Holy shit.” Griff nearly jolted off the bed.
“Okay, so you like dirty talk. Got it.” Griff wrapped his large, calloused hand around us, and I fucked into it, our dicks rubbing and jerking in his grasp. I kept rutting against him. He was moving with me, and when I noticed his head dropped back, I said, “No, watch us, remember? I want you to see what you do to me. I want you to see us taking our pleasure from each other. Watch, Griff.”
“Yeah, yeah okay,” he said breathlessly. “I like that, when you lead and tell me what to do like that.”
“That’s good. Always tell me what you like, okay?”
I started pumping my hips again. His abs were tight as we moved and Griff jacked our dicks together. My arms began to shake, the muscles struggling to keep holding me up, but I didn’t want to stop, didn’t want this to end.
“Yeah, that’s it. Fuck, you have a nice cock, Griff. You don’t know how much I liked swallowing your load. Gonna like seeing it paint your skin too, mine and yours mixing all together. You gonna be our canvas? You want my come all over you?”
“Jesus. Yes. Fuck. I can’t… I’m gonna…” He was rambling and jerking us faster. I knew he would bust any second now, and my damn nuts were begging to be drained.
When his body tensed, my own orgasm pulled from my balls. I thrust into his grasp, and the first shot of Griff’s load pulsed all over his stomach. Mine raged through me a second later, spurt after spurt of our come painting his abs just like I said they would.
I fell on top of him, both of us breathing heavily. That had been like nothing I’d ever experienced, and it was scary as fuck. The urge to jump out of the bed intensified, threatened to win, but then Griff’s arms wrapped around me, and he kissed the top of my head sweetly. “I never knew it could be like that.”
Those words were just one of the reasons I wasn’t going anywhere. “It was good.” Too good. If I were going to admit the truth, I’d tell him I hadn’t known either that simply rubbing against someone could be so good.
“You’re sticking to me,” he said.
“I’ll move.” I went to do just that, but Griff held me to him.
“No. I like it. Think you’ll be able to go again?”
I sat up a little and looked at him. “Already?”
“No. Later.”
“Holy shit, I’ve created a monster.” We smiled, then kissed again. “Yeah, I’ll be able to go again. Just give me a little while.”
“Okay.” Griff tightened his hold on me, and I lay there, liking it more than I should.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Griffin
We did exactly what we said we were going to do. We lay there together for a while before we came again, this time with me on top of Josh, rutting into his fist, our hips rolling together, cock against cock. It felt like I had a lifetime to make up for, which I knew was ridiculous. It was just that I felt so good, he felt so good that I wanted to soak it all up while I had the chance.