Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 103637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 518(@200wpm)___ 415(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 518(@200wpm)___ 415(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
“Push it in,” Arden rasped, bending forward, as if he couldn’t stand their faces being so far apart. “I’m so hot for you I just want to be ready to take your dick.”
His words turned into a moan when Mike pushed two fingers inside Arden’s hole, twisting them gently in the smooth, tight channel as Arden rocked his hips with a stifled gasp and pushed his shaft deeper into Mike’s mouth. So damn hot. It didn’t matter what parts Arden had. He was the person Mike wanted, a beautiful fae spread open for devouring.
Arden clamped down on the fingers the way he would on Mike’s cock, and the unspoken promise filled Mike’s balls with yet more lust and triggered his imagination as he pushed his tongue against the ridge of Arden’s cockhead. He’d fuck Arden for all he was worth. He’d milk his hot dick and only come once Arden’s spunk dripped between his fingers.
Such a juicy ass. Relaxed yet tight and warm. With Arden looking at him with glossy eyes, he didn’t need to hear invitations to know how welcome he was inside him. Mike always tried to tune in to his partners—that was what made him so addictive—and the first time they fucked he’d found out Arden had a pleasure spot of his own, deep in the tight hole. Mike rubbed it, gently at first, to gradually apply more pressure. A grin spread on his face when Arden’s body bucked, shivering in anticipation. Score.
“Fuck! Fuck! Oh… fucking God!” Arden whined and leaned forward to grab Mike’s shoulders, his nails digging in. “I need your dick inside me right the fuck now. I’m not coming until I feel it in me.”
Mike loved to see Arden so free with his words, flushed and without a hint of shyness. He wasn’t the kind of guy who got off on chasing virgins. No, he wanted a partner who was just as horny as he was and vocal about it.
“Yeah? You want that big drill inside you?” Mike asked, dragging Arden’s hand to his crotch, hot and ready to go.
“Yes. I want us to steam up the windows like it’s the fucking Titanic…” Arden huffed and stroked Mike’s cock with so much awe it twitched in his hand like a happy pup.
Mike saw red. He rolled Arden over, exposing his delicious rump, but he no longer had the patience to worship its tempting curves. Arden’s knee dropped off the seat, and Mike got into a similar position, kneeling on the rubber mat while his other leg remained on the seat, supporting him as he leaned over Arden and pressed the cockhead to the molten heat where flesh dipped at the hole.
“Yes, please… push it in…” Arden begged, only arching his ass higher, and reaching back with one hand to pull his butt cheeks apart in invitation. His eyes seemed unfocused when he looked over his shoulder, biting his lip as if it were chewy candy. Mike could not deny him anything. He pressed his hairy thigh to Arden’s smooth leg, and as his gun popped into the tight, warm holster that clung to him as if they’d been made for one another, he had to take a deep breath to keep from shooting his load right away.
Mike’s vision blurred as pleasure sank its claws into his brain, and he hooked his arm under Arden’s shivering body to bring them closer. “Ah, fuck… If I wasn’t snipped, I’d want to make babies with you.”
Arden’s raspy laugh was the stuff of lazy Sunday mornings twenty years from now. “Try your luck. Go extra deep.” The mischievous glint in Arden’s eyes as he pushed back on Mike’s cock made the blood in Mike’s veins boil with the need to pump faster, and as soon as his balls slapped Arden’s buttocks, he withdrew his hips and thrust in again, holding on to his sexy lover and plowing him harder. Faster. When Arden moaned, rocking back as if he’d never felt better, Mike got more thorough, feeling sweat drip down his temple as he tried to enter his boy at the right angle.
“Ah… I’ll plant my cum so deep you’re gonna carry it inside you forever,” he whispered, tugging on Arden’s ear with his teeth.
Mike didn’t care that the car rocked with them when Arden’s sweaty back was so hot against his chest, and he fucked Arden faster, overwhelmed by the way his boy became putty when touched right,
“I might just not let your cock out,” Arden said after a long moan. “You feel that?” He clenched his ass and turned his head to just about catch Mike’s lips with his own. “Who’s fucking who, hm?”
Mike’s brain vibrated, and he forced his dick in even harder, slamming Arden down on the sofa and crawling on top of him. “Tonight? I think it’s me after all,” he said and rocked his hips ever faster, until the friction made his dick burn and his balls tighten. His skull was on the verge of exploding.