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)
When the blond head lowered, and Mike rolled his head over Arden’s chest, tickling his nipples with the beard, Arden was taken right back to that time Mike had the unexpected idea to decorate his nips with whipped cream. He’d eaten the entire contents of the can off Arden’s flesh, deliciously shameless in his desires even when he sucked the stuff off Arden’s cock.
There were no sweet toppings this time, yet when Mike closed his mouth on Arden’s nipple and sucked, Arden got to his toes, arching against him as his head floated into orbit.
He whimpered when pleasure was followed by a bite and a pinch to his other nipple. His cock was already hard under the satin of his short boxers, and he couldn’t wait to rub against Mike, flesh on flesh.
Arden gasped. “How are you this handsome? This skilled? It’s too much in one man.”
Mike winked at him, moving his attention to the other nipple while he rubbed the one he’d just bitten with the palm of his hand. The sensation it produced was somehow both delicious and uncomfortable, causing Arden to squirm while his man played.
When Mike reached to the nightstand, Arden already knew what was coming, but his face burst in flames regardless when he saw the pink nipple clamps again. They weren’t very tight or in any way extreme but allowed Mike to keep teasing Arden’s chest even when he was busy elsewhere.
“Gee, I don’t know baby. Maybe I’ve gained this talent after getting licked by a pretty boy. You know, kinda like Spiderman.”
Arden’s eyes glazed over, and he curled his toes when the first clamp bit down on his nipple. If he knew one thing, it was that Mike loved to see him wanton and squirming with lust. Arden didn’t have to play it up for him, because it came naturally around Mike.
Coming up with a witty answer was impossible.
“The Ardenman,” he said, but words turned into another whimper when Mike pinched his other nipple with the clamp and dropped the little chain with heart-shaped links to his skin. Arden had no doubt he was leaving a growing pre-cum stain on his shorts.
Mike snorted and gave Arden a sweet yet fast kiss that made Arden’s heart gallop for a split second. “Behold. I’ll show you all my superpowers,” he said and tore his own T-shirt off, revealing the firm chest that, thankfully, showed no signs of injury.
Arden was such a sucker for tats, and Mike had a magnificent display of them on the sturdy muscles. “Fuck. I think I felt that in my nipples. You have no idea how much I want you.”
Mike grunted, as if he were buried in Arden already, and gently tugged on the chain, teasing his nipples. “You just wait,” he said and looked at the tenting at the front of Arden’s pajama shorts, the purple satin stained where the tip was. “But first, take them off,” he decided, unbuckling his belt as if he couldn’t bear staying clothed anymore.
Arden had no energy to tease Mike, and arched his hips to pull off the shorts. His heart pounded like crazy when he leaned in to kiss Mike. Mint and raspberry, as alien as they smelled on him, grew on Arden as he petted and caressed his lover, ready to throw away his fears.
Mike leaned over him, a living statue of gold and pleasure. The room had no sound other than their breaths and the rustling of Mike pulling down his jeans. The sight of him rendered Arden breathless until Mike grabbed his hand and placed it around his dick. “You feel that, baby? It’ll be so, so deep inside you soon.”
Arden had no idea how much he longed for it until Mike said those words. The yearning inside him was like a physical presence he couldn’t contain. It wanted out, to bare itself to Mike and hold him. Arden stroked the thick cock in reverence, already greedy for the cum it would offer.
“Yes. Yes. Do you even know how hot I am for you? It was so hard to resist you when I had to pretend not being interested. All I wanted was to lick you from head to toe.”
Mike snorted and cupped Arden’s cock and balls in one hand, confident as if he’d been living the bisexual life for years. “I think it’s my turn to do the licking, “he said, massaging Arden’s throbbing flesh at a slow pace, testing the waters. “Roll over.”
Arden would. But not before he got another kiss. Still tugging on the throbbing cock in his hand, he pulled Mike down by the beard and closed his eyes, indulging in the meeting of tongues and lips. He wanted to eat this man up like the human equivalent of a fly trap, to never let Mike out of his grip.