Total pages in book: 12
Estimated words: 10487 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 52(@200wpm)___ 42(@250wpm)___ 35(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 10487 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 52(@200wpm)___ 42(@250wpm)___ 35(@300wpm)
Just like I knew he wanted.
“So close, Joke. Right there—ughn,” I grunted when he pressed his arm over my shoulder blades and shoved my chest to the counter. The faucet for the sink dug into my shoulder, but I barely had time to focus on the discomfort before Joke was fucking into me at a new angle that had me seeing fucking stars. My jaw dropped open, and my breath shuddered in and out of my lungs.
“Give it to me,” he growled, leaning over me, his free arm braced over my back to keep me pinned down. My balls drew up tight. “Let me feel your sweet ass milk my cock, baby. Let me feel it.”
I fucking shattered. My cum painted the cabinets beneath us as I came, my vision whiting out from the intensity of it. My ears rang, and all I was aware of was my pulsing cock and Joke driving into my ass like a man possessed.
5
Joke
Gritting my teeth, I moaned low in my throat as my hips fell off rhythm and I began spilling into Mason’s tight hole. Feeling my cock jerking inside of him, he groaned along with me, both of us breathing heavily. Sucking in a deep breath, I began to ease out of him—
The bathroom door opened.
Mason jerked in surprise before pushing to stand upright. Both of us stared at Macie in surprise, who was staring at us with wide, blue eyes. Her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were just slightly parted as she took in the erotic picture Mason and I made together. She blinked and reached up to rub the sleep from her eyes before she took us in again.
“Oh, God, I’m not dreaming,” she whispered.
A rough chuckle escaped my lips as I eased the rest of the way out of Mason. My cum immediately began leaking from his messy hole, and he clenched his cheeks in an attempt to keep it all in, a grunt escaping his throat.
“Definitely not dreaming, princess,” I assured her as I began to tuck my dick away.
Mason turned, working on tucking himself away, too. I knew he wanted a shower, but obviously, that wasn’t happening since Macie’s pretty little self had interrupted us.
“Wait!” she blurted, reaching out to grasp his hands. Her face was fire-engine red now, and fuck it was adorable. Did the rest of her body turn that color, too?
I was desperate to know. And one look at Mason’s face told me he was, too.
“What is it?” Mason asked, his voice gruff. I knew that voice—it was the one he had when he wanted something just a little too much. Usually when he wanted me. The way he was staring at her, his eyes practically burning, let me know his restraint wasn’t far from snapping. And I couldn’t wait to witness it.
“Can I?” Macie asked softly before sinking her pearly white teeth into her plump lower lip.
Christ. Did she have to ask to suck his dick so goddamn sweetly?
“Can you what?” Mason rasped, his breathing quickening the slightest bit. “I want to hear you say it, sweetheart.”
She licked her pink lips, moistening them, and God, my dick went half-hard so fast, the room momentarily spun from the lack of blood to my brain. Jesus. Did she have any idea how fucking innocently sinful she looked when she did that while looking up at my man with those big, blue eyes?
A throaty groan ripped from my chest when she slowly sank to her knees in front of Mason. He sucked in a sharp breath, his hands fisting where she had them cuffed by her delicate fingers. “Can I suck your cock?” Fuuuuck. “I want to repay you.”
“Fuck—Macie, you don’t have to fuckin’ repay us,” Mason growled. “Helping you never came with a price tag, little one.”
She scooted a little closer to him, her lips a mere couple of inches from the tip of his cock, which was already hard again. I leaned a shoulder against the wall, ready to settle in and watch Mason get worshipped by her pretty, perfect mouth.
“Then…” She drew in a deep breath. “Please let me, Mason.”
She released his wrists when he didn’t say anything for a moment, but the second she did, he was gripping her blonde hair in his massive hands and tilting her head back just right. “Open that pretty mouth for me, little one.”
The way she obeyed him was fucking glorious.
She parted her lips, and when he slipped the tip of his thick length between her lips, she moaned. The sound echoed in the small bathroom, and my dick wept a little at the sound. Mason moaned as he slid deeper, and when she didn’t gag as he entered her throat, his eyes rolled back in his head.
“Jesus fuck, your throat is so tight,” he groaned, staring down at her. Holding her head steady, he began to thrust in and out of her mouth. Slurping sounds filled the bathroom. Drool ran down her chin, and before long, tears were leaking from the corners of her eyes.