Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 86763 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86763 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
I leaned down and tasted him.
His reaction was instantaneous. I’d only given him a single lick from base to tip, but Ronan thrust against me so hard that I was sure I’d lose my grip on him. Instinct had me wrapping my hand around his base before lowering my mouth to his crown and letting my tongue explore the taste of the fluid that was now glistening all over his flushed skin. I chanced a look up and saw that Ronan had levered up on his elbows so he could watch me. His eyes met mine and a fierce rush of power went through me. I’d put that look of pure need in his dusky gray eyes. I held his gaze as I closed my mouth around just the top of him. The lust in his eyes became almost feral, but he didn’t reach for me and he didn’t try to jam his dick down my throat like I thought he might. He just held there and watched me with open hunger as I worked more of him into my mouth.
I loved both the taste and feel of his smooth skin, but when my eagerness got the best of me and I took him too far down my throat, my gag reflex kicked in to remind me I had a lot to learn. But from the ragged grunts spilling from Ronan’s lips, I knew my inexperience didn’t bother him in the least. I switched over from exploration to pleasuring and began sucking on Ronan as hard as I could. I heard a muffled curse and I nearly smiled as Ronan finally began thrusting into my mouth. I had a tight enough hold on his base to keep him from ramming down my throat which was a good thing because I could tell Ronan was becoming more and more desperate as he fucked into me. My hope was to make him come in my mouth, but Ronan clearly had other ideas because his fingers wrapped around my arms and he jerked me up to his mouth for a scorching kiss.
“Now,” was all he said as he wrapped an arm around my waist and sat up. I expected him to roll me beneath him, but he didn’t. He just reached for the nightstand drawer and pulled out a small bottle of lube. I kissed and sucked every part of Ronan I could reach as he opened the bottle and slicked up his finger, but when he reached around me and sought out my hole, I nearly came on the spot. I knew I’d done a more than adequate job of turning Ronan on with my first blowjob because his finger pressed into me without any kind of finesse. It left my body only briefly for more lube and then it was plunging all the way inside of me.
“Yes,” I whispered raggedly as Ronan massaged my prostate. But it was over too soon and within seconds, Ronan’s thick cock was breaching me. The new position meant I had to bear down on him and I nearly bit into my lip as his crown held me open. The burn bordered on painful, but I loved it. I leaned down to slash my lips over Ronan’s.
“Someday I want to see it,” I said with a groan as another inch filled me.
“See what?” Ronan asked, his voice tight.
“The moment you take me,” I said against his mouth. “It’ll be just like this but there will be a mirror behind me that I can look into while I watch you fill me.”
“Jesus Christ,” Ronan snarled.
“Do you like that idea?” I managed to say. “Watching your hands holding me open while your cock pushes into me?”
The dirty talk was a clear turn on for Ronan because he began pressing into me without any kind of hesitation. “Fuck, yeah!” he snarled.
Ronan did exactly what I’d suggested and grabbed my ass with his hands and opened me. I didn’t have a perfect view as I looked down over my shoulder, but it was enough. Just the sight of his big hands on me, his fingers biting into my skin had me jamming my hips down as hard as I could. Ronan and I both moaned as he sank all the way inside of me, but he pulled out just as quickly and rammed into me again. It would definitely be another fast and furious fucking but I was perfectly fine with that.
But to my surprise, Ronan only gave me a few more brutal thrusts before stilling inside of me. He moved his hands to my hips and then lay back down on the bed. His glassy eyes stroked over mine. “Ride me, Seth.”
I understood what he meant, but it took me several tries to understand the mechanics as I awkwardly lifted myself before dropping back down. Ronan’s hands on my hips steadied me, but didn’t set the rhythm so I had to find it on my own. And then I realized why he hadn’t. Because my body needed to decide what it wanted…or rather, it already knew but my mind needed to let go of the fear of doing something wrong. I settled on rocking back and forth over Ronan, adding a twist here and there that made something deep inside my ass spiral with sensation each time I did it. I found the rhythm I needed that kept the tingling sensation building and after a while, I began to pant as my body sought to drive the now spiking sensation even higher.