Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 87078 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 435(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87078 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 435(@200wpm)___ 348(@250wpm)___ 290(@300wpm)
I thrust inside slowly. Anything more, and I’m going to come in his mouth instead of where I really want to end up.
His name falls from my lips in a long moan. The wet suction, the heat of his mouth …
Iris follows up with a moan of his own, humming around my dick while I try not to unload down his throat.
One of his hands leaves my ass, and the telltale movement of him jerking himself makes me want to look over my shoulder and watch, but I can see that ending up in disaster. I lose my balance, he’ll choke on my dick, and then it’ll end with a hospital visit.
Explaining that one to Trav would be fun.
Iris starts panting through his nose, and he sucks me harder. His eyes close tight.
He’s way too close, so I move back, pulling out of his mouth and steadying his hand by pressing my knee down on his arm.
“No,” he whines. “I was so close.”
“I know, and you can’t come yet.”
“Why not? You’re close too. I could taste it.” His voice is raspy and raw, and it’s tempting—oh so tempting—to slide my cock between his fuckable lips again, but I can’t.
“I made you a promise.” I climb off him and the counter, but he stays where he is, breathing heavy and so turned on it looks painful. “Are you ready to be fucked?” I step between his legs again and run my hand up his inner thigh.
“Yes. Fucking yes.”
I grip the wide end of the toy and move it in and out of him a couple of times. Shudders rack his body until I’m confident he’s physically ready to take me.
I pull out the plug but don’t immediately slam inside him even when he begs me to.
“Saint.”
“Have some patience for once.”
“I’m not known for that.”
“I’ve noticed. Get down here and face the wall, ass out.”
He moves swiftly and puts his hands on the counter for leverage.
I lean over him and kiss his shoulder blade. “I’m going to let you look at your RPG while I fuck you, but when you come, you have to be looking at me. I want to see your face when you cover yourself in cum.”
“I’ll do whatever you want. Just fill me up.”
“Whatever you say.” I guide my cock to his hole and don’t hold back as I enter him.
Iris lets out a loud shout, and I pause, but then he shakes his head. “No, don’t stop. You feel so good. I need this. Take me.” He sucks in a deep breath. “Fuck me hard.”
“I hope you’re talking to me and not your RPG.”
He grunts. “What RPG?”
Aww, maybe I’m more important than his weapons after all.
Though he doesn’t actually take his gaze away from the wall, so I can’t be sure on that.
I fuck him with shallow but hard thrusts, rubbing the head of my dick over his prostate time and time again.
He pushes back, fucking himself on my cock to the point I almost pull completely out of him before taking me all the way in again.
My balls make contact with his ass, the sound of our skin slapping together the only thing I can hear. I can’t even hear the deep breaths both Iris and I are taking anymore. It’s all white noise and pleasure and the rush of fucking hard and fast buzzing through my veins.
“I’m gonna … I need to …”
I quickly pull out of him all the way and spin him around, pushing him down across the counter so his head hangs over the other side and his ass is the perfect height for me to slide right back in.
I don’t slow down, just keep the same pace as before. “Look at me,” I say.
Iris lifts his head, his dark brown eyes locking on me.
“Now come.”
He reaches for himself, but I swat his hand away.
“I’ll do that.” I stroke him with my hand while I continue to worship his body and the tight grip his ass has around my cock. My dick pulsates, my balls ache, and then when Iris tenses and cum hits his abs and skin, it sends me soaring.
I erupt inside him, and when I glance at his face, his gaze is locked on me, just like I asked it to be.
Iris sits up and cups the back of my head, pulling me to him to crush our lips together.
I can feel his heartbeat against my chest, beating strong and fast in hard thumps. We kiss and grope until the high fades, and when he pulls back, he smiles the widest smile I’ve ever seen on him.
“Now I can cross weapon room sex off my fucket list.”
“Your … fucket list …”
“Yep. All the places I want to fuck. Or, you know, like fantasies I want to play out.”
“What other things are on this list?”