Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 102282 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 511(@200wpm)___ 409(@250wpm)___ 341(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102282 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 511(@200wpm)___ 409(@250wpm)___ 341(@300wpm)
“Uh-huh. And how.” Canaan gave him another enthusiastic grin, and Renzo felt the last of his reservations melt away.
Growling low, he pulled Canaan to him, then in a smooth roll, reversed their positions. “Where’s this million-dollar lube?”
“Drawer in the nightstand. Felt like having it next to me might be a little pushy.”
“Just a bit.” Renzo laughed. That was why this would be okay. Probably even more than okay. Sex with Canaan was just so damn fun. He loved how much they could laugh in bed. Retrieving the bottle, he laughed some more. “It actually comes in a gold bottle?”
“Trust me. You don’t wanna know the price tag. But I...uh...experimented with a little bit when jacking off the other night, and it’s the bomb. Best stuff I’ve ever played with.”
“You fingered yourself? This I might need to see some time.”
“It was a toy, but yeah, anytime you want a show. You like knowing I did that and thought about you? Because I totally did.”
“Yeah, okay. That’s hot.” Feeling a bit overdressed for action, Renzo pulled off his shirt and stripped down to his boxers before stretching back out next to Canaan. He set the bottle aside so that he could kiss Canaan thoroughly.
Jumping straight to fingering seemed a bit...clinical, so he took his time with the kissing. Canaan must have shaved after his shower as his jaw was smooth under Renzo’s fingers. He tasted clean too, like minty toothpaste, and he threw the same enthusiasm he’d had for talking into the kiss, clinging to Renzo and not being shy about taking what he wanted. Which was apparently long, deep, drugging kisses that had Renzo’s head spinning.
Moaning softly, Canaan arched into Renzo’s touch as he explored his bare torso, taking time to play with Canaan’s nipples because that always worked him up.
“Fuck. Need that.” Canaan grabbed Renzo’s free hand and put it on his chest too. Renzo fucking loved that about Canaan—he managed to communicate what it was he craved without making Renzo feel dense for not figuring it out first. Kissing and licking at Canaan’s neck, he played with him until Canaan was squirming on the bed, hooking a leg around Renzo to hold him close.
Canaan’s cock was hard and leaking against Renzo’s side. Experimentally, Renzo skated the fingers of his right hand lower, teasing the line of hair on Canaan’s stomach, skirting his cock.
“Uh-huh.” Canaan thrust the bottle of lube at Renzo. “Go for it.”
“Someone’s impatient.”
“Very.” Canaan scooted around so that Renzo was now in between his legs, which he drew back. “Trying to make sure I don’t come as soon as you get started, which if you keep up the nipple play isn’t out of the question.”
“Like this?” Renzo gave one of his nipples a fast lick.
“Touch me,” Canaan demanded.
“So bossy.” Ignoring the lube for a moment, he started by tracing Canaan’s balls with a fingertip, then the sensitive skin behind them. He already knew from oral fun that Canaan loved being touched and played with here, so he took his time, stroking lower and lower until Canaan was rocking up to meet his fingers.
“Try the lube,” Canaan urged. Uncapping it, Renzo squirted a little out. And holy cow, this was good stuff—not sticky at all and super silky and slippery, even in a small quantity.
“I like it. Good purchase. I’ll contribute to the next bottle.”
“Yeah? You already planning on doing this enough to use it up?”
“I can think of more than a few uses for this.” Renzo laughed, body humming at the thought of trying this stuff with frot or stroking off together.
Still chuckling, he moved his now-slick fingers in circles around Canaan’s rim, not pushing in, but going firmer with each pass. Finally, when Canaan was panting and groaning, he worked the tip of his index finger inside.
“Fuck. You’re gonna kill me. Just go straight to two. Promise I’m not gonna break.”
“Maybe I like taking my time.” Ignoring Canaan’s request, he thrust his finger deeper, past that initial resistance until his finger was fully engulfed, and fuck, now he was the one to groan. His own cock was demanding some relief, but it would simply have to wait. Finding the right angle, he moved the finger until he encountered Canaan’s prostate, tapping and circling.
“Fuck. Fuck. Two. Please. Need it.”
By this point so did Renzo, so he worked in a second finger. Canaan was super tight, but the lube really did make a huge difference, and it didn’t take long before they were both moaning, Canaan riding both fingers in long, smooth glides. He reached for Canaan’s cock with his other hand, but Canaan batted him away.
“Don’t want to come yet. And I will if you touch my cock. Let me enjoy this a little more?”
Like Renzo was going to object to that. He crooked his fingers, working Canaan’s gland until Canaan’s head fell back on the pillow, neck fully extended, upper body arching.