Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 100859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 504(@200wpm)___ 403(@250wpm)___ 336(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 504(@200wpm)___ 403(@250wpm)___ 336(@300wpm)
“You can fuck your rules,” he sneers.
My cock twitches at his profanity.
I bend his wrist the wrong way, and he lets out a rough gasp.
“I’ll fuck your mouth,” I counter. “You want it, you’re going to have to do things my way.” He tries to whip his hand away, but I have a strong grip, and he’s still under the influence. I have no doubt that when the drug completely leaves him, he could put up a fair fight, but not right now.
“Now, open those soft lips of yours,” I tell him, letting go of his wrist and grabbing his chin while I ready my cock with the other. “And open wide. I know I’m a lot to swallow.”
He keeps his eyes locked on mine, but he’s faltering. He finally gives in and lets his gaze drop to my cock, taking in the sight of me. He reaches out—both hands this time—and his lips part, the inner rim dark pink and wet.
I let out a growl of impatience and let go of his chin, grabbing a fistful of hair instead and forcing his head forward. My shaft slides in past his lips, hitting the back of his throat. To his credit, he doesn’t flinch nor gag; he just takes me in, his teeth razing the underside of my cock until pleasure spikes through me, a heady, incapacitating kind of pleasure that I haven’t felt in a long time.
God, that’s it. That’s it.
Abe starts off slow, and even though I’m the one in control, from the way my fingers have made a knot in his thick, silky hair, I let him take the lead. Because when he does, he brings me in deep. He sucks me off with fervor, like I’m dessert he’s been looking forward to all day, hell, all year. His eyes go from the task at hand to my eyes and back, and I know he’s enjoying this as much as I am. It almost feels cruel to watch him work me like this, shaft wet with his mouth, brow furrowed in concentration while he bucks his hips against the edge of the bathtub, trying to get purchase, trying to get release.
His will come. I’ll make sure of it.
“You look like an animal, you know that?” I murmur, giving his hair a sharp tug. “You suck me like one too. Some wild, feral creature I picked up off the street.”
Abe grunts at that, glaring up at me now. He gets mad when I insult him, and yet he’s still running his tongue around my tip, still fisting my base with both hands, taking his anger out on my dick.
“You’re doing good,” I encourage him, though I’m not smiling. “So good. Keep going, pretty boy.”
Another glare, another raze from his teeth that makes my toes curl against the wet bathroom floor. Eventually though, I have to close my eyes and surrender to the sensations, letting words of praise fall from my lips to his ears.
You’re doing so good.
Look at how I’m fucking your tonsils.
Such a quick learner, such a good boy.
That’s it, that’s my boy, deeper now.
I’ve got you.
He takes direction like a dream, this big, brutal man bound to me for the evening, and it’s not long before I’m telling him to gulp me up as I spray down his throat. I come hard and long, my eyes going back in my head, the knot inside me going off like a grenade.
I grunt and let loose a stream of expletives, and he doesn’t falter, he doesn’t stop, until he’s absolutely milked me dry.
I stare down at him and yank his head back, a string of spit running from my spent cock to his wet mouth. “You did so well,” I tell him. “I think you deserve a reward. Tell me what you’d like.”
He stares at me with unreadable eyes. At first, I think they’re still heavy with lust, at not having gotten his release. I would be willing to grant him that. But then I realize it’s not lust at all but a different kind of need. One that pains him.
“A place to stay for a few days,” he says in a strained voice. “A bed and someone to share it with.” He pauses, and I’ve never seen a sorrier man to hold my cock before. “I don’t want to be alone.”
Shame. It had been a while since I felt it, but I suppose I was due.
Did this man just suck me off in exchange for a place to sleep? Nothing else?
I clear my throat, tucking my cock back into my pants after he lets go. “Of course. You can stay here as long as you like.”
His eyes brighten briefly at that. Relief.
“Truth be told, I haven’t had anyone stay the night for a long time,” I admit. “Man or woman,” I add. He just nods, taking that information in stride. “It would be nice for me too.”