Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 84939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 425(@200wpm)___ 340(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 425(@200wpm)___ 340(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
I shifted when Sam's hand slipped between our bodies. "Fuck," I grunted when his fingers closed around my shaft. I dropped my head to the spot where his neck met his shoulder. The man was turning me into an addict for his touch. He knew exactly how much pressure to exert and he found all of my most sensitive spots as if he’d been exploring my body for a lifetime. His thumb swiped across my crown. I knew I was leaking pre-cum like a sieve. The idea that I would soon be leaving proof of my need for him inside his body had me covering his mouth with mine and reaching down between us to push his hand away. I wiped some of the lube from my cock against his opening before pushing the head against it.
Sam's hands went to my back as he wrapped his legs around me, lifting his hips in the process. As frantic as I was to get inside of him, I knew I needed to go slow since I hadn't prepped him in any kind of way. It was a nearly impossible task considering how hot and tight he was when I began to push into him. Sam grunted and whimpered as inch after inch of my shaft disappeared into his tight body. By the time my balls brushed up against his ass, Sam was begging me to move. To fuck him hard and fast and deep.
Those were his exact words and so that was exactly what I did.
The feeling of being inside him bare was heaven and hell. Heaven because it felt so damn good and hell because I knew I wasn't going to be able to hang on for long. Even now, all I wanted to do was empty myself inside of him. I covered Sam's mouth with mine, drinking in every sound he made as I thrust into him. His fingers curled into my hair, gripping me tight. His other hand scraped down my back and then gripped my ass hard. His nails digging into my flesh sent a clear message. I gathered him up in my arms and held him close to me as I shoved into him hard, rocking his hips off the bed. The new angle let me go in even deeper. I experimented with a few different glides into his body until I found what I was looking for. The second my cock hit his prostate, Sam cried out my name.
It was the most perfect sound I'd ever heard in my entire life. And I wanted more.
I fucked him hard and fast like he wanted, but I made sure to hit that gland every single time I drove into his body.
"Yes, God, please, yes!" Sam cried. He was frantic as he moved beneath me, trying his best to get the relief he so desperately needed. His nails scraped up and down my back and over my ass. I couldn't wait to see what kind of marks he was leaving on me.
"Do you want more of me, baby?" I snarled.
Sam seemed unable to speak, so he frantically nodded his head.
"Say it! Say my name!" I demanded. I had no clue why I needed to hear it so badly, but I did. Maybe it was because I needed to know that he knew it was me above him, in him. With other guys, I'd never cared if I was just a placeholder for someone else, but the idea of Sam pretending I was his beloved Mac was unacceptable to me.
"Matias! Matias! Please, Matias, make me come!"
I swallowed down the rest of Sam's pleas as I covered his mouth with mine. I slammed into him over and over, nailing his prostate again and again. I was about to reach between our bodies so I could get him off, but Sam jerked beneath me before I could and then he was calling my name as he came. Jet after jet of hot cum splashed against my belly as Sam's inner muscles clamped down on my dick. His orgasm triggered my own.
My entire body exploded as the coil inside of me snapped. Pleasure radiated out to all of my nerve endings as my balls gave up the battle. I curled myself around Sam's body as I began coming inside of him. Impossible heat bathed my cock as I continued to thrust into him. The orgasm seemed to go on forever, especially since Sam's aftershocks continued to trigger my own. I couldn't say how long I continued to jerk and spill inside of him, but by the time it was over, I could do nothing more than lay there wrapped in Sam's arms as he pressed soft kisses to the side of my neck and caressed the nape of it in that sweet, drugging way of his.