Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 84247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
“What?” I asked, wanting to please him, before leaning down and licking and sucking the skin of his stomach into my mouth again.
“I think I made it obvious how much I like to be fingered…and you don’t have to if you don’t want to, but when you’re getting me ready… I’m sure you haven’t felt this, but it’s about the best thing in the world to have your ass eaten.”
I looked up at him. “I want to taste you everywhere.”
“Jesus, Knox. You’re gonna fucking kill me. That’s so hot.”
I moved, and Cal turned over to lie on his belly. He spread his legs, and I settled between them, ran my hands over the full mounds of his ass. His skin was so soft, so hot. He rolled his hips, pushed his ass out toward me, then thrust against the bed again. I pulled his cheeks open, saw his tight, pink rim. “Fuck.” I rubbed my thumb over it. “Such a pretty little hole.” It clinched beneath my ministrations.
“Please, Knox.”
“I like to hear you beg.” I didn’t know where this was coming from. I hadn’t been this way with any of my other lovers, but there, in this space that belonged to us, it felt right.
“Please,” he asked again.
I rubbed him again, tapped his entrance a few times, then leaned in to taste him. It was a mixture of soap and a heady musk that went straight to my head.
I did it again and again and again, used my tongue on him as Cal moaned and begged and writhed beneath me. I wanted nothing more than to devour him. I could feel him loosening up as I worshipped him. That was exactly what it felt like I was doing—worshipping, praising.
“Oh fuck…Knox…I can’t…you…” He was rambling, not making any sense, and I couldn’t help smiling against him. I rubbed my beard along his ass, because I knew he liked it in other places. Callum damn near shot off the bed, but I held him down, licked and kissed and teased his hole, loving every second of it. “Lube. Fingers. Fuck.” He reached for the nightstand. It was a new purchases I’d made this week.
“My little prisoner has had enough?”
“Your little prisoner wants his lumberjack’s cock.”
I laughed, flying that I could make him feel this way, that he wanted me that much.
I got my fingers slick and worked him open, the way he’d shown me he liked. It was something else, watching them sink into his ass, feeling him hug them the way he would soon do to my cock.
“I’m good. Fuck me. Please, Knox. I need you.”
My dick pulsed, jerked at that. “I need you too.”
He handed me the condom. I ripped it open and suited up. He pushed up on his hands and knees. I knelt behind him and just…froze.
Callum looked over his shoulder, eyebrows furrowed and concern on his face. “It’s okay if you’re not ready. I didn’t mean to rush you.”
“No.” I shook my head. “I…I think I’m in love with you.” I probably knew I was and thought about it before, but the truth slammed into me in that moment, and I couldn’t hold it back. “I’m in love with you.”
Time slowed. Callum turned, crawled toward me, his eyes filled with tears. “I love you too, so much, it’s all I can feel or think sometimes.”
We smiled, both on our knees in the middle of the bed. I pulled him to me, kissed him, smiled against him, before laying him down on his back. I lubed my cock, and he spread his legs for me.
“I like looking at you.” I leaned over, pressed against him, and worked my way inside. I felt his body tighten, then give, but still this hot grip around me.
Callum breathed deep, and when he did, I’d pause. “You’re big. I haven’t had anything that big inside me for a while. We have to go slow.”
So I did. I kissed his temple and eyebrow, the tip of his nose, until his body relaxed and loosened up enough for me to sink all the way in. “Jesus Christ. I’ve never been inside something so tight.” My whole body was trembling.
Cal wrapped his arms around me, moved against me, and that made all the live wires inside me start to work together in unison. I pulled my hips back, then snapped them forward. I fucked him fast, then slow, each stroke of my cock shooting me higher and higher until I wasn’t sure I’d find the earth again.
His nails dug into my back, his heels into me as his body moved with each pump of my hips.
“Harder,” he begged, and I gave it. Fucked him until I couldn’t breathe, until I was sweaty, and our bodies were slapping together, and my world spun too fast for me to hang on.