Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 79870 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 399(@200wpm)___ 319(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79870 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 399(@200wpm)___ 319(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
“Does your dad buy things for your mom?” I snaked my hands around his waist and pulled him close, feeling his muscles relax against me.
“Of course,” he said.
“And does she have sex with him?”
“Jesus, Kage. Yeah, I’m sure she does, but—”
“We all pay for what we want in one way or another. You give me what I want, I do things for you in return. It’s the way the world works, you know?”
He seemed to ponder that for a moment, looking uncomfortable. “So I’m your whore?”
“If that’s how you want to think of it. I prefer to think of you as my hot intern who can’t get enough of my cock.” I ran my hand reverently over the cheeks of his ass, then parted them and pushed my middle finger up into him. He squirmed on it, and I could see in the reflection in the window that his lips parted on a moan and his eyes rolled back in his head. I moved my finger in and out, eased by the traces of lube from hours before. “Isn’t that right, Jamie? You can’t get enough of my cock?”
He nodded, pressed his hands against the glass, and bore down on me as I slowly finger-fucked him. “Are you gonna give it to me?” he gasped. “Don’t tease me.”
I removed my finger and walked over to the bed, kicking off my slides and dropping my pants to the floor. Then I sat down on the bed and took my shirt off. He stared at me, and I could see the worship in his eyes they roved over my body. It made me feel so high when he looked at me that way— like he’d sell his soul for one touch.
“Go get the lube,” I told him, lounging back on my hands. He walked around to the bedside table, his erection leading the way. “Come on, hurry up,” I urged. When he was standing in front of me with the bottle in his hand, I said, “Now slick yourself up. Get that hot little hole ready for me.”
He poured a puddle of the stuff into his hand, then eagerly reached around and started working it up into himself. While he did it, he surprised me by boldly leaning over me, using his free hand to support himself, and started kissing me. My dick jumped hard, because damn it was sexy watching him fuck himself with his lubed fingers while he explored my mouth with his tongue. I could tell I wasn’t going to last long.
“Now turn around and sit on my lap,” I said, my voice husky with arousal. I grasped my dick and supported it upright, getting it ready.
“Yes, sir,” he said, playing along. He turned around, put his knees together, and wiggled his ass down onto my erection. “Oh, God, so big,” he groaned as he impaled himself on it.
I watched, licking my lips and holding my breath as his ass slid slowly down my length. “That’s it,” I coaxed. “All the way down. All the way down. Right there.” When he was fully seated on my lap, I bent him forward and squeezed his ass cheeks hard, pulled them apart, admired the way his hole stretched around the thickness of my cock. “Oh, yeah, that’s so fucking hot. Do you like me inside of you, Jamie? Is this where you want me?”
“Yes,” he breathed.
“Bounce on me, baby. Make me come.”
He started bouncing up and down on me, leg muscles straining, ass clenching and stroking me from base to tip. His hands grasped my thighs for support, and up and down he went, his muscles squeezing my cock, his breathing getting harsh and labored as he worked me like he knew what the hell he was doing.
I reached down and worked my finger into his hole on the underside of my cock. He gasped and shuddered when I worked up in there and rubbed over his gland. I bit my lip and smiled at his reaction, running the tip of my finger over and over, massaging with only one goal in mind.
“Last night was amazing,” I said. “You were flying. So scared and turned on at the same time, your ass muscles working me so hard. I don’t think I’ve ever come so much. I want you to milk my cock like that again.”
He nodded, unable to speak. He was so worked up he’d lost a lot of his coordination, his muscles twitchy as he bounced on my lap. I pulled my finger out of his ass but left my cock inside, and I stood us up and bent him over the bed. His muscles shuddered in relief.
“Are you my whore, Jamie?” He hesitated, and I angled in just right and nudged the head of my dick against his prostate very deliberately. “Tell me. Are you my whore?”