Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 71647 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71647 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Holden did. He lifted his smooth balls and tapped his finger on his puckered entrance.
“Touch me. You know what I like.”
Okay, that was true. I didn’t know why this felt different. It wasn’t the view and it wasn’t that he had a dick. In a brief moment of clarity, I realized it was Holden.
He’d become important to me. It had taken a long time for us to become friends…and now lovers, and I didn’t take a second of this for granted. This was a big fucking deal, and he deserved my reverence.
So I ignored my throbbing cock and put everything I had into making this good for him. I eased a slick digit into his hole as I stroked, watching his expression carefully. His breath was shallow and his eyes were half-mast in a blissed-out way I figured meant he felt good, but I was shooting for amazing. I lowered my head and licked his length, adding another finger.
Holden grabbed a handful of my hair and groaned, rocking his hips as he fucked my mouth and rode my hand. I relaxed my jaw to take more of him and slipped the tip of a third digit inside, scissoring them to loosen the tight ring of muscle. I’d read somewhere that it was important, and never let it be said that I didn’t do my homework.
I stopped when he put a hand on my forehead, forcing me to meet his gaze.
And I couldn’t say what happened, but it was as if we spoke a silent language. Without words, he told me he felt amazing and ready and that he wanted me so fucking much. I smiled to let him know I felt the same before suiting up and adding more lube.
Then I lined my cock at his hole and leaned in, resting my forehead on his.
“If I’m doing this wrong at any point, just tell me. I want this to be good for you,” I whispered.
Holden rested his arms on my shoulders and rubbed his nose against mine. “Okay, but trust me…you won’t get it wrong.”
I hovered close and breathed him in as I pushed, inching my way inside his tight, hot body. And that was no exaggeration. He was so tight it actually hurt at first and so hot it seemed like the integrity of the condom was in danger. I went slow, trembling all over when I was finally balls deep.
“Christ, you’re hot…temperature hot and sexy hot,” I purred. “Can I move?”
Holden wrapped his fingers around his cock trapped between us and nodded. “Yes.”
“I’ll go slow.”
He gave me a lopsided grin. “Just at first, then…I want you to be you. Don’t be careful with me, Ezra. Don’t hold back.”
I inclined my head in a sort of acknowledgment, though truthfully, I was losing brain cells by the second. And when I rocked my hips experimentally, an intense wave of pleasure engulfed me, making conscious thought impossible.
God, this was good. Earth-moving, mind-bogglingly amazing. Every push and pull sent me flying.
And this was Holden. This man who didn’t trust me to remember to lock a door and hid food from me, had let me inside him. I was humbled and honored and overcome with a bunch of other sappy feelings that made this moment more poignant than anything I’d ever experienced.
I concentrated on him, reading his expressions with an ease that kind of surprised me. He liked it when I licked his neck and bit his shoulder. He liked a medium pace…not too hard, not too gentle. But all bets were off when I whispered nasty sweet nothings in his ear, praising his hole, his cock, his balls.
In a twist, having a dirty mind and a faulty filter paid off, big-time. Holden went bananas.
He hiked his legs around my ass, scratched my back, and begged me to fuck him. I lost my last thread of control and pounded into him. The sound of skin slapping and low grunts matched the rhythmic beat of the headboard against the wall. I kissed him hard, sucking his bottom lip, supporting my weight above him on wobbly arms as I pumped my hips over and over and—
I gasped. “Fuck, I’m gonna come.”
Holden jacked his cock and nodded. “Yes. Do it.”
A more considerate lover would have insisted he go first, but I didn’t have the willpower. I exploded in a cartoonlike burst of dynamite. I literally saw stars. I growled fiercely, bucking wildly as I released everything I had into that fucking condom. And he was right behind me, shooting jizz across his belly and trembling through his own orgasm.
I collapsed on top of him, gasping for air. “Holy fuck.”
He kissed my temple affectionately, his legs still wrapped around me. “Is that a good holy F?”
“It’s a really good holy F.” I nuzzled his neck, then blew a raspberry that made him wriggle and laugh as he pushed me away. I gently disengaged, sitting on my heels to roll the spent condom off. “I’ll get rid of this and get a towel. Do you want any water?”