Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25937 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25937 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
As we make our way inside, Derek says, “I think this is where those guys we met—what were their names? Carter and Sawyer—were staying with all their buddies.”
“You guys had an orgy with two guys named Carter and Sawyer?” Cody asks. “How am I just hearing about this?”
“We didn’t have an orgy.” I roll my eyes. “No one touches what’s mine.”
Derek wraps his arms around me and purrs playfully.
“Gag,” Zane says, and I shrug.
“Sorry, son.” They close the door behind us. “Yeah, this was their chalet, I think. I wonder whatever happened to them.”
“I don’t know,” Derek says, “but I know Carter wanted to bone the hell out of Sawyer.”
I laugh. Derek is right. It had been strange at the time, since Carter and Sawyer were complete opposites. But then, Derek and I are too.
“So…are we getting drunk yet?” Cody asks.
Hayden playfully shakes his head. “You’re ridiculous.”
“We’re celebrating,” Cody counters.
“Yeah, Grumpy Bear isn’t grumpy anymore.” Frankie grins, the fucker. He has his hand on Evan’s neck again, scratching. I wonder if either of them even realizes they do it. It’s so natural…Evan’s need to be a pup and Frankie’s need to take care of him.
Really, we don’t get drunk. We eat pizza that we get delivered and play Cards Against Humanity and shit like that. Derek laughs when he should and makes inappropriate comments, because he’s Derek and it’s impossible for him not to, but I know my boy, and I can tell something’s off. “Come on, I’m taking you to bed.”
Derek jolts up as if electrocuted and smiles. “Fucking finally.”
I love that even after all this time, he still wants me so much.
“Already?” Evan asks. “It’s still early.”
“It’s sex, Runt. It’s never too early for that,” Frankie says, and Evan blushes.
We tell everyone good night, and I pull Derek into my arms. He comes easily and wraps his legs around my waist. “Bye!” He waves at everyone over my shoulder as I take him up. “Can you take the stairs carrying me?”
“You doubt me? Oh, you’re in trouble for that.” I nuzzle his neck, and he laughs.
“I guess you’re right. I haven’t eaten in weeks to get ready for this weekend!”
Rolling my eyes, I begin going up the stairs. It’s not as easy as I made it sound, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to tell him that. “You just ate pizza!”
“Shut your mouth right now!”
I push into the room and kick the door closed behind us. “What should I do with my mouth, then?”
“Kiss me, obvi.”
“Say please.”
“No.”
“Okay.” I set him down and turn toward the bed.
“Please, Daddy. Please kiss me.”
My body whips around so quickly, I can hardly believe it myself. That easily, I’m on him. Derek hits the door, but I hold my arms behind him, protecting him as much as I can. My lips slam down on his, my tongue sweeping his mouth. He tastes so damn familiar, feels familiar, and smells so familiar that I would know him with a blindfold on and my hands tied behind my back, even if he didn’t make a sound.
My dick is already achingly hard as I thrust against him, and he whimpers into my mouth. “Get these clothes off.” Derek tugs at my shirt and tosses it before going for my pants next.
He’s shaky and jittery as I pull his white shirt open, then he’s standing in front of me in just that open shirt and his jeans. Christ, he takes my breath away. With quick hands I strip him bare, then pull him into my arms again.
“This, boy. This is what matters,” I say as I kiss him, carrying him to the bed. My body goes down on top of him, and he spreads his legs for me, so I settle between them. His cock is leaking on his stomach, and I bend down over him and suck it into my mouth.
“Fuck yess…” Derek hisses as his nails trail down my back. I’ll have marks there tomorrow, but I don’t care.
“Is this what you needed?” I nuzzle his balls.
“Yes…this, always this.”
“Is my boy too sore from earlier?” I rub my finger on his tight rim, and he arches his back as his hand tightens in my hair.
“Never too sore. My ass is like magic. Don’t you know that by now?”
Derek winks, and I chuckle. “Christ, you’re so fucking fun.” How did I ever get by without him?
I suck his cock again while tapping his hole. Derek moans and writhes beneath me. “Fuck me.”
“I’m getting there.”
“Get there quicker!” he calls out, and I can’t help but laugh again.
“Looks like I need to shut you up.” Pulling away, I move toward the head of the bed and kneel there. Angling my cock toward his mouth, I push it between his perfect lips. I’m already on a hair trigger, but it doesn’t matter. I want to play with him until he forgets everything else.