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)
He put two fingers to my lips. “Suck them. That’s it.”
I obeyed, gasping when he slid them along my crack and grazed my entrance.
“We can’t do this here. Someone might come home.”
“Cole is in LA,” he growled, tapping my hole. “Tommy’s at work.”
“But he might come home and—mmm. Oh, that’s good.”
“He won’t. But just in case, face the window. You can be our lookout.” He pulled the elastic waistband over his erection, swaying his hips before stroking himself. “I need you.”
“Ezra, we need lube and a condom and—”
“You’re right. We should get tested,” he intercepted, licking my neck.
“Wait. What?”
“Shh. Turn around, baby. Let me see that ass.” He squeezed my cheeks and kissed my nape. “So pretty. I wanna shoot inside you. I wanna see my cum in your hole.”
“Oh, my…” I swallowed hard and reached for my cock.
“That’s it. Jerk yourself. Don’t stop. I’ll be right back.”
I heard him leave the room. And that was when I should have stopped, but I couldn’t move. I was in the same position when he returned…bent over the counter with my khakis at my ankles and my shirt hiked up, jerking off…because he told me to. I sighed with relief at the telltale tear of foil and willed myself to relax. The anticipation always made me tense. It would hurt before it felt amazing. A finger in my hole or a tongue on my—
“What are you doing?” I yelped, twisting to face Ezra, kneeling in front of me.
“Tasting you.”
“Oh, I don’t—”
“Please.” He bit my left cheek and kissed it better. “I want to try this. I want to make you feel good.”
Ezra didn’t wait for permission. He rubbed his nose along my crease, pulled my cheeks apart, and licked. Just once. Then twice. I didn’t know if I’d like it or if I’d let him do more than this. But wow, it felt so good, and he seemed to like it. A lot.
He flattened his tongue over the sensitive skin, darting his tongue and teasing my entrance…over and over. He alternately hummed and groaned my name while I jacked myself with my right hand and held on to the countertop for dear life with the other.
“So good. Yes, that’s…right there,” I moaned, revving the tempo on my throbbing dick.
I could have come like this and been perfectly happy, but I was so ready for him now. I think I whimpered when he stood and reached for the condom on the counter next to me. A click of a bottle later, I sighed when he eased two lubed digits inside me. He pistoned them in and out, whispering nasty compliments as he guided his cock into my hole.
He wrapped his arms around me, his cock pulsing with a heartbeat of its own. “This feels better every time.”
“Yes. Move, Ezra. Don’t be gentle. I want it hard.”
“Holy shit.”
He pulled almost all the way out, teasing me with shallow strokes before letting go. Holding my hips, he thrust in a frenzy, nipping my shoulder and tweaking my nipples. He couldn’t seem to stop moving and I didn’t want him to. He fit me like a glove. Every sigh, push, and pull resonated on a level I’d never experienced with a partner. It was as if we really were one entity. Like I’d found the other half of myself.
Okay, that was a tad dramatic. Even for me.
Focus, Holden.
I should have been scanning the driveway like a vigilant sentry, but my world was a pinpoint that revolved around Ezra. My gaze flitted between his inked forearms and our reflection in the kitchen window. I studied his blissed-out expression as he gripped my hips and rode me.He was so beautiful…wicked and a little wild.
I pushed back on his cock, white-knuckling the counter while my hand flew over my rigid shaft.
“Slow down. I’m too close,” I groaned.
Ezra pumped harder. And faster.
“Me too. I’m—I’m almost…there. Oh, oh, oh…ungh!”
He fell apart with a roar, moving like thunder, faltering when his release hit. And I was right there with him.
It took a moment for my senses to clear and my heart rate to return to normal. Of course that was when my natural instinct for propriety kicked into gear, demanding me to get my act together. Anyone could walk in, and what would we say? How could we explain this?
I’d obviously lost my mind. But I was in danger of losing more than that…because the moment he put his arms around me and whispered not to worry and that everything was okay, I believed him. I relaxed so completely, I knew I’d stumble if he let go. But he didn’t.
The longer we stood there, the more I liked it. I’d never been held like this. I’d never given anyone a chance. I didn’t want to be in a position where I might cause hurt or pain again. I’d told myself that a brief fling with Ezra was foolproof. I couldn’t possibly hurt him. He was in this for sex and experience only.