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)
“What was that move you were showing me earlier?” I asked, leaning back.
He beamed as he showed me, pushing his heels into the mattress as he rocked that ass up and down.
“Fuck…”
I could only let him continue for a moment more before I hooked my arms under his thighs, lifting them off the bed and fucking him the way he was clearly begging to be fucked with that eager ass.
“This is my favorite,” I murmured.
“What is?”
“This position. When I just make my boyfriend mine and fuck him raw.”
“I love when you call me your boyfriend while you’re fucking me.”
“Where does my boyfriend want me to come?”
“Inside me. Deep,” he said.
He glistened with sweat, the light reflecting off every muscle, accentuating every line on that impeccable body.
“You know the rules,” I said. “I’m not going to come until you come.”
I leaned down, working to pleasure his hole as best I could. His ear-to-ear grin assured me I was on the right track.
“You think I’m gonna come first?” he asked, looking so full of himself.
“Of course you’re going to come first. I’ll make you come.”
I reached down and took his cock into my grasp, stroking it with as much serious intent as I stroked his tight hole with my dick.
“You don’t think I can make you come when I want you to by now?” Keeg asked.
“And how do you plan on doing that?” I said, a sexy challenge more than anything else.
Sweat beaded off my forehead, dripping down onto his already shining body.
He cocked his grin, and I felt his ass cheeks clench as he rocked his hips in just that fucking way.
“That isn’t fair,” I said, wincing, before licking my palm and jerking his cock again.
Determined to win this battle, I leaned down and nibbled against his nipple, offering the gentlest of bites, in the way I’d learned he enjoyed it most.
“Oh, and that is fair?” he asked. “Fuck.”
Despite my attempt to take him to the end first, he kept his cheeks clenched, and shifted in a way that practically drew the cum right from me in an instant.
I exploded inside him, my body quaking feverishly as I slammed into his ass with several forceful pushes, the sound of our flesh slapping together filling the room.
I could hardly maintain control of my senses, but I saw him toss his head back and felt his cum on my hand.
He moaned as he spewed in ropes across his tight abs, up to the dip between his pecs.
Even though I hadn’t earned a reward, I took it as I slid my tongue over his chest, tasting him.
We panted together as I released his legs, so he let them fall to my sides as I slid under his arms and tugged him close to me.
“I win,” he whispered against my lips before kissing me.
Between kisses, I said, “I might have lost…this game…but I still got the prize.” I did have the prize. I had fucking Keegan Kruse in my bed. “My beautiful Keegan.”
He grinned, and I didn’t realize I could be any closer to him until he hooked his arms around me and tugged me just a little bit nearer.
“My sweet Prince Owen Hawthorne III…Royal of my Hole.”
We shared a laugh.
Not the first, and definitely not the last, time we would cherish one another in bed…in life.
THE END