Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 64366 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 257(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64366 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 257(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
I nodded emphatically, and Kage released me. Then he grabbed a bottle from the back shelf, flipped the top, and squirted a puddle of clear liquid into his hand.
“What is that?” I whispered.
“Liquid coconut oil,” he whispered back. At my horrified expression, he added, “It’s good for you. Turn around.”
“That’s my mom’s. She cooks with that.”
“We’re way past the point of worrying about good manners, Jamie.” He shoved me down onto the bare concrete floor on my hands and knees, facing the pantry door. Then he lowered himself over me, covering my back with his big frame, his arms running alongside mine. He aligned his cock with my ass and teased me with it before lowering his head to nuzzle against my ear and suck my earlobe into his hot mouth. He was trying to force me to make a noise, but I wasn’t about to give him the opportunity to withhold from me again.
I shivered at the low rumble of his voice next to my ear when he asked, “Is this what you want? You want a guy who’s twisted enough to get nasty with you on the floor of your mom’s pantry? To use your ass with your family so close they might hear?”
He slammed his cock into my ass without warning, burying himself all the way to the root in one brutal stroke that rocked my entire body.
“Ohhh, fuuuck!” My arms buckled from the impact, and I went down onto my elbows on the hard floor. I cried out again, senseless from the shock and from the overwhelming burn of his cock forcing me open.
Kage slapped a hand over my mouth hard enough to hurt. My lips tingled and ached as his strong fingers squeezed me with enough pressure to leave bruises on my skin. I didn’t care. I was an animal now— the animal he’d made me— and my desperate pleas for him to fuck me harder were reduced to muffled whimpers within the tight seal of his hand over my face.
I braced myself on bruised elbows as he punched into me with that controlled ferocity that defined him. I was grateful that his hand was there to save me, because I would have given us away. I couldn’t shut up, couldn’t stop making those pleading sounds, and didn’t want to stop.
His cock was so thick and hard inside me, and his movements so increasingly erratic, I knew he was about to blow. And I knew the feel of him emptying inside me would be enough to set me off with one touch. I strained and squeezed, tightening around him and doing my best to make him come.
“God, I love wrecking you,” he growled against my ear. Then he leaned up, bringing me with him, until we were both upright on our knees and my back was cinched tightly to his front. His fingers bit into my cheek as he tensed his whole body and came, shooting slick warmth into my body.
The second I felt it, I grabbed onto my aching dick, jerking it furiously, grunting out my own tense climax. Even long after come had splattered up my belly and my chest, I was still fucking my hand, still grinding my ass on Kage with my eyes squeezed shut and his hand covering my mouth. He let me wind down before pulling his slackening cock out of me and releasing my mouth.
“Damn,” I said when I could finally speak. “That was pretty intense.”
“Too intense for the location,” he muttered, helping me up off the floor. “You’re becoming an adrenaline junkie like me, baby. You know that, right?”
“Is that okay?” I pulled my wrinkled shirt back on, and we fussed over jizz spots and smears of coconut oil that had found their way onto our clothing.
“I don’t know,” he said. “If both of us keep pushing the limits and taking chances, who’s gonna reel us in?”
“We’ll be fine.” I gave his biceps an appreciative squeeze. “You’re strong enough to keep us both in line.”
“If you say so.” He wrinkled his nose and smiled. “It smells like sex in here.”
“Not for long. My mom keeps the Christmas air freshener in here.” I grabbed the can off the shelf and sprayed it around. “There. Now it smells like mistletoe.” I gave him a peck on the lips, and we dared to emerge from the pantry and into the real world.
We rounded the corner that separated the kitchen from the living room, and I was suddenly cognizant of exactly what we looked like: two guys who had just fucked in the pantry. Sweaty hair, flushed skin, Kage had obvious pit stains, my shirt was rumpled to hell and back. We were both still breathing a little faster than normal.
Kage glanced at me, then did an obvious double take, his eyes going wide. A little smile tipped the corner of his mouth.