Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 87921 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87921 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
“It’s part of the fun,” he winks at me and damned if it doesn’t amp me up even more. I’ve never done this, fucked when I knew someone could be watching. Part of me wants to hide him away, doesn’t want anyone else to see him, but there’s a part of me, the part that’s been hidden for too long, that wants to show them how fucking good we are together.
But not him…I realize. I don’t ever want him to feel used, because I think too many people have done that to him. Made him feel like he’s nothing but a hole and he’s so much more than that. “No one gets to see my boy.” I move to the wall, pull out and set Derek on his feet.
“It’s okay. I—”
“No.” I put a finger against his lips. “Be good and listen.”
I can see the defiance in his facial features, the part that wants to tell me no just because he can…but there’s the other part of him. The one that fucking loves this and that’s what wins out this time.
“Yes, sir,” he replies.
I turn him so he faces the wall. Push between his cheeks again and fill him the way we both want. If anyone were looking, they’d only see my back and not my boy.
This time, I take it slower, easing in and out of his fucking ass. Taking him deep, making him shudder each time I push in. “Mmm. You feel so good.”
I spit in my hand, wrap it around his dick, and stroke.
“Oh God. I’m not going to last long.”
“Yeah, me either.” I see a bead of sweat on his temple and I lick it. “I want to taste all of you.”
“Oh shit, Jackson. You’re fucking good at this.”
I grin against his face. “Thank you.”
He pushes back and meets me. He earns my slow, purposeful thrusts.
“Right there. Fuck, right there,” he says, and I keep going, keep slamming into him. He’s on his tiptoes, taking each of my thrusts. I hold his waist with one hand, jack his dick with the other as I kiss the side of his face.
“Oh fuck. Fuuuck,” he calls out and shoots. His jizz slides between my fingers as I keep working his dick. When his hole tightens around my cock, I can’t help but unload too. I bite into his shoulder as I ride out my orgasm and my body feels like it’s coming undone from the inside out.
“We’re good together,” he says breathlessly.
“Yeah, we are.” I pull away. He looks at me over his shoulder and damned if he doesn’t smile when I lick my fingers. “Told you I wanted to taste all of you. Next time I want my mouth on you when you come. Now stay,” I say before walking over and closing the curtains. I get rid of the condom and then return to where he’s waiting for me.
“You’re never going to get enough of this ass.” He wiggles it playfully.
“No, I’m not sure I will,” I reply before picking him up again.
“I could get used to this. I might never have to walk again.”
I pull the blankets back and lay him down before climbing into bed with him. We lie on our sides, Derek facing me. He rubs my chest, plays with the hair there.
We watch each other for a minute. I finger his blond bangs. He leans in, tongues my nipple and then looks up at me.
I grab his hand, thread his fingers through mine, playfully. I’m so much bigger than he is. “We’re not making any promises. I know that. You don’t know if it’s what you want, and I don’t think I’m ready…but I like you, Hurricane. And I’m not that penguin. You’re not going to come over and find someone else at my place. When we walk away, it’ll be when we’re both ready and we both know what’s going on.”
He sucks in a surprised breath. I don’t know why those stories he told today got to me so much. Make me look at him differently, but they do.
“Okay,” he replies softly, and then, “You scare me, Jackson.” I know how hard those words were for him to say. I pull him close, wrap my arm around him, and kiss his forehead.
“I know, boy. You scare me too.”
24
Derek
Wow. The sex yesterday after we went to the zoo was intense.
Feels like we have so much we want to share and experience together.
I don’t think Jackson realizes how much he gets me going in the bedroom. There’s the obvious, of course, but he can’t know just how into it I am. There are guys I’ve had to fake with or encourage along, especially when they were inexperienced. But not with Jackson, and I’m kind of stunned at how his experience with Steph has been more than enough for him to be able to give me exactly what I need. Plus, I think part of him holding off on having sex with men has led to him unleashing all this pent-up tension and frustration on my tight hole, which I’m totally fine with.