Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 127213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 636(@200wpm)___ 509(@250wpm)___ 424(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 127213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 636(@200wpm)___ 509(@250wpm)___ 424(@300wpm)
Ezra didn’t moan as much as yelp in pleasure, and that only amplified when Frank closed his teeth on his neck as if he was a wolf holding down his catch without wanting to pierce the skin. Cum splashed between them just like Frank had wanted, and Ezra’s ass clenched on the thick cock inside him.
“Fuck! Fuck!” he kept saying as Frank stabbed into him in a rapid sequence.
“Yeah… that’s it…” Frank grunted in pleasure against Ezra’s skin, and the heat of his breath was too much. Ezra couldn’t remember being this overwhelmed by a fuck. It was probably because he’d already come earlier, but damn, he was shaking.
As Frank’s thrusts became shallower, he wrapped his massive arms around Ezra, scooping him into a close hug so they could both enjoy resting in a cocoon of limbs. He was heavy, but his size never felt unpleasant or oppressive, and Ezra shut his eyes, pulling his lover close as that gorgeous dick kept pumping into him. “Come inside me,” he whispered softly, straight into Frank’s ear. “It’ll feel so good.”
He didn’t need to say it again, because Frank finished after one more thrust. He only had to turn his head a couple of inches to reach Ezra’s lips. Shivers were still coursing through Frank’s body as he deepened the kiss, letting his tongue do some exploring.
Maybe the cognac had gone to Ezra’s head, but he could have sworn he could feel Frank’s cum flood him in a hot wave. A part of him worried that the condom broke, but he was on PrEP and got regularly tested. This embrace was too delicious to untangle from so soon.
He hoped they’d get to do this again before Frank had to leave. A fucking this epic did not happen every day.
He sucked on Frank’s tongue with a deep groan and stroked the side of his face to express his appreciation. Making out with him took Ezra right back to the cusp of adulthood, when he was starting to explore his sexuality and touching a guy still felt new and exciting. He complained when Frank pulled away, but it was only to remove the intact condom. A moment later, the god of thick muscle returned on top of Ezra and wrapped himself around him, letting his hands roam as if he couldn’t get enough. How could such a beast of a man be so docile and sweet?
Ezra clearly had something that tamed him.
“Do you need anything to drink? Or food?” he eventually asked between kisses, enjoying the steady diet of stroking and caresses. This too was new. The men he slept with—both hookups and sugar daddies—were usually not quite this touchy-feely, but he found it so delicious he’d never point it out.
Maybe he could hook up with this guy from time to time? Nothing was stopping them from exchanging numbers.
Frank looked a bit dazed as he pondered the question, but then gave Ezra the most genuine smile. “Yeah. Let’s do it. Let’s get some food. I’m gonna need it if we’re to repeat it by morning in any capacity.” He gave Ezra one more kiss before sitting up.
He was a massive teddy bear Ezra followed with his arms, resting his chin on the thick shoulder. “Sounds good to me. I only have plans at noon,” he teased, because why would he deny himself this one time?
“You wanna shower together or on your own? Or do you like to stay a bit filthy?” Frank teased and rubbed the cum over Ezra’s chest.
“We can always get filthy again,” Ezra said, satisfied with the afterburn of sex. “Shower with me? And then we can pick something to eat.”
Would they order something in? Clients usually treated Ezra to a restaurant, but he rather liked the idea of eating together on the sofa while watching some dumb movie neither of them would be sorry to miss if things got heated again. That was the vibe he was getting from Frank at least. This the kind of guy who wanted the boyfriend experience.
At first, Frank moved as if he had rust in his joints, but once he rolled off the bed and stretched, Ezra's mouth went dry with thirst. Now that the earlier fire simmered down, Ezra noticed that many of Frank’s tattoos weren’t quite the works of art they’d seemed from afar, but the fact that the inkwork was unpolished gave him a rough edge that Ezra rather liked. He was still admiring every muscle under Frank’s dusky skin when Frank lifted him off the bed.
“Come on,” Frank said with more vigor, carrying Ezra across the room. “I’m not wasting a minute of this night.”
Ezra held on to him, overwhelmed by this display of strength. It was so damn hot that Frank could sweep him off his feet. “You shouldn’t. I’m all yours tonight,” he said as they entered the walk-in shower and Frank reluctantly put him down.