Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 96260 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96260 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
I kissed him again, thinking about how Brad should have asked. How he should have cared about Keegan’s feelings. And how much I was determined to make up for his bad experience.
We worked together. I checked in on him, and he let me know each move was to his taste, just as he preferred it.
“God, you’re big,” he said as his head rolled back after a push.
“I hope you’re saying that in a good way.”
“Saying that in the best way.” He reached back and pressed his hand against the headboard. “This is more like I expected it to be.”
His words offered me the confidence to continue easing in, and then his body arched quickly.
“Oh, that’s my prostate. Right there.”
I growled as I enjoyed the way his mouth hung open, his eyes shifting about as he pressed back against the headboard.
“You like that? When I hit it right there?”
“Like is definitely an understatement, dude.”
He looked at me, blushing and batting his eyes, and I couldn’t resist another taste of his mouth.
“How does it feel for you?” he asked.
“Good and tight, and like I shouldn’t be moving too quick unless I wanna blow.”
“I want to be the reason you shoot.”
“I don’t imagine that’s going to be an issue for us,” I assured him when he tilted his hat. “Take that off. I want to see you, my beautiful Keeg.”
He obeyed, tossing it off the side of the bed. “I can take more than this.”
I pushed deeper. “Okay?”
His body was shaking, but not in the way it had been earlier—it wasn’t nerves, it was an earthquake of vibrations.
“More than okay,” he said, his eyes sealing shut. “Fuck me like this.”
I caved to his request as I reached up and pushed my fingers through his hair, enjoying the feel of those curly waves between my fingers.
He laughed for a moment.
“What’s so funny?”
“Just how much better this feels. I think I’m ready to be fucked a little harder, Prince Owen.”
Now I was the one shaking, because of how worked up he’d gotten me.
“Here,” I said, pulling out and rolling onto my back. “Ride it and let me know just how hard you want to be fucked.”
He beamed, straddling me. Positioning himself on me, he slid my cock back into him. And he rode it like a fucking champ, all smiles as he took me.
That’s the way it should have been.
That’s the way he deserved to be fucked.
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Keegan
Owen made me feel like a sex god as I rode him, his big hands massaging my body as I called out, hoping the way I cursed and said his name let him know that everything about this felt right.
The time and effort Owen had spent making sure I was comfortable had paid off, and all I felt was the pleasure of his thick dick against my prostate, pushing up in all the right ways, my body urging me onto it again and again. Soon, he had his hands on my waist as he drilled into my ass from under me.
“God, you’re so beautiful taking my cock.”
I felt beautiful too.
He took my dick in his hand and jerked it.
“No, no, I don’t want to come like this,” I said, and he stopped.
“How do you want to come?”
I slid off him and rolled onto my side. I wasn’t shy about showing Owen what I wanted, especially not after he’d more than proven that he would take good care of me.
“Just slide into me like this from behind. It’s always hot in porn.”
“I don’t doubt that’s the case,” he said as he slid behind me, working his cock in as he stroked my abs.
My hole fit his cock like a fucking glove. After he got in good, he pushed up on one elbow and put his other arm around me, rubbing my stomach as he watched me enjoying myself. I loved the way I could control pushing back with each thrust he offered.
My balls burned as I felt myself climbing higher and higher.
“Grip my hair again,” I told him.
He obeyed, relaxing on his side and wrapping his arm around me as I leaned back, pressing my body against him, feeling his girth deep inside me, pushing again and again.
Oh yes, this was definitely the way it was supposed to feel to get fucked.
“O, come in me. Please, come in me.”
He buried his face against my cheek as he continued pushing deep within me, rocking the mattress around like he rocked my body.
He pulled me close as he kissed around the back of my ear.
“Keeg, is now a terrible time to tell you I’m falling for you?”
I turned to him as he continued pushing up against my prostate, saw him looking into my eyes.
“It’d only be awkward if I wasn’t falling too.”
As I kissed him, he thrust within me, and the way he moaned, I knew he was coming.