Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 73846 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73846 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
“Oh, Ry, god that feels so fucking good.”
He looked up at me with a mouthful of my dick, a smile curving around the corner of his lips. His stroking became more vigorous as he continued to deep-throat me. A tall and impenetrable wall of sawgrass concealed us from the outside world, making me feel like I’d been teleported straight to heaven with the man of my dreams.
I smiled down at him, my hands in his hair, my body turning to putty under his tongue. I reached down and grabbed his tank, pulling it over his head and throwing it on the pile. “Your shorts,” I said, not wanting to be the only one naked. Besides, Ryan’s body was too perfect to be covered in clothes right now.
He stood, lips gleaming under the sunlight, and he tugged off his briefs, his thick cock swinging free, the tip already wet with precome. He kissed me, taking possession of my mouth with his. I could taste myself on him, making me kiss Ryan even harder. He reached down and grabbed us both in one hand, rolling and rubbing and stroking as we kissed and sucked and bit. I pushed my hips forward and lost myself in the sensation of his stiff cock getting jerked off against mine. Velvet-soft heat rolled over velvet-soft skin, making me see stars where there weren’t any.
Ryan broke from the kiss, a powerful hunger lighting up his blue eyes. “Bend over on the bench. I want to eat this.” He reached around and grabbed both of my cheeks, squeezing as he nipped on my neck. I almost passed out right there and then.
Thankfully, I managed to keep it together. I leaned forward, grabbing the bench and sticking my ass out in the air. Ryan rubbed himself on me, his hands roaming up and down my sides and back and ass, spreading me open. The breeze kicked up and made me shiver, emphasizing just how exposed Ryan was making me.
And just how much I fucking loved it.
“You have such a sexy ass, Eli. Fuck, baby, I can’t get enough of you.”
Then, as if to prove his point, Ryan spit on my hole and dove in, tongue first. I gasped at the sudden wet probing and sucking. Ryan didn’t hold anything back, eating my ass like it was his last supper. I arched my back and gripped the wooden bench even harder.
“Holy fuck, Ryan, holy—oh, keep going. Yes, please, right there.”
He spread me open even wider, spitting again so that I became drenched with him, his saliva dripping down my crack, down my balls, down my legs. My toes curled as his tongue went back to work, probing and flicking. Soon, a finger was added to the mix, and my head almost exploded. I bit on a knuckle, scared that the shout rising from my chest would be loud enough to be heard by the entire town. I began grinding back, working my ass in circles on his mouth, feeling the tickle of his shaved beard against my hole; lightning bolts mixed with planet-shattering earthquakes.
That was what was currently rocking through my body, every cell ready to unravel at any moment, sending me straight into outer space.
And then it all stopped, his tongue and finger and breath replaced by a warm wetness touched solely by the wind. I looked over my shoulder, lips curling into a hungry smile as Ryan’s hands gripped my hips and the head of his big cock lined up with my hole. His endless ocean-blue eyes locked with mine. I gave a small nod, words barely needed for the moment. I understood what his body wanted, what mine craved.
He pushed forward, gentle at first. I was already primed for him, his saliva working as the perfect lube, spreading onto him as he pushed deeper, opening me up with his cock. I chewed my bottom lip, accepting him into me. There wasn’t any burn or pain, only a powerful pleasure that flooded through my veins like an oil spill, soaking every inch of me.
I wanted to drown in him. With every thrust, he drove himself in deeper, dragging me further into his rip current. I moaned and grunted, sounding like one of the damn farm animals and not giving a single fuck.
Well, technically, I guess I was giving quite a few fucks.
“Keep going,” I cried, “God, Ryan, give it to me. Please, please. Oh fuck.”
He did exactly as I asked, my dick bouncing underneath me. I could feel my balls tightening as each thrust of Ryan’s hips pushed me closer and closer to the edge of no return.
“I’m getting close,” I managed to warn, already feeling like I walked a tight-rope hung directly above the Grand Canyon.
“Come here, then, baby. I want to look into your eyes while I fuck you and make you come.”