Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36478 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36478 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
It was intoxicating. I tipped up my own hips so that when he rocked forward, his firm cock rubbed against mine. Even through both of our jeans, it felt incredible. Sterling rocked faster, and I pulled him into me, giving us both sweet friction which sent shivers down my spine.
I trapped Sterling’s tongue between my lips and sucked as we humped against one another. I massaged his ass as he moaned and panted, his breath warming my face. His fingers tangled in the back of my hair, pulling slightly.
“Beck,” he said in a muffled voice, his tongue still trapped in my mouth, “Beck! I’m…I’m…” The slight panic in his voice told me that he was close, and I didn’t want him to be nervous.
I released his tongue and placed my lips by his ear. “I’ve got you,” I told him as I pulled his hips forward at a steady pace, grinding our hard cocks together. “I’m right here, and I want to make you feel so good.”
Sterling cried out as his body tensed in my arms. I inhaled deeply and smelled his cum in the air between us, which threw me over the edge. My mouth dropped open and my eyes rolled back as I clenched his ass cheeks, and pumped my own warm liquid into my boxers.
After a few moments of heavy breathing, Sterling’s limp body stiffened again as he raised his head off of my chest. “Oh god,” he said, sounding panicked again. “I just…oh god. In my pants. I’m so pathetic. This is so embarrassing.”
“Hey, hey,” I soothed him, taking his cheeks in my palms. “If you think I didn’t just cream my jeans too, you’re crazy.”
“Wait…really?” he asked while cocking his head to the side, making me snort a laugh.
“Really. You have no idea how sexy you are, or how good you make me feel. I wish you could see yourself the way I see you.” I scrunched my face up at my poor word choice. “I’m sorry; I didn’t mean it like that. I’ve got a foggy post-orgasm brain.”
Sterling chuckled as he began stroking the back of my head, letting me know that I hadn’t offended him. “I know what you meant. And I appreciate the way you see me; so many people have overlooked me, whether from discomfort or disinterest, but not you. You make me feel truly seen for the first time in my life. You like me and want me just as I am, and that makes me a very lucky man.”
“I’m the lucky one,” I argued. Sterling made me feel young, happy, and excited for the future. There was so much more than ‘like and want’ brewing in my chest for him.
He kissed my lips again before sighing. “I still can’t believe I dry humped my boyfriend on my couch.” I laughed at his confession while my heart skipped a beat at the title. We hadn’t officially said it yet, but he did just hump me on his couch, so therefore he claimed me and there were no take-backs.
“Well, there are no complaints from your boyfriend,” I insisted, wanting to try out how the word felt on my lips. Just as I suspected, it felt incredible. “Feel free to hump me any time.”
Sterling laughed until we were interrupted by a scratching sound behind me. “I think Cooper wants inside; I’ll be right back.” He stood up and scrunched up his nose while he adjusted his pants with an, “Ew.” I laughed again, but understood the sentiment; I was sticky from my navel to my balls.
He let Cooper back inside and they both returned to the living room. Cooper sniffed the air and I swear he gave me a judgemental look before he went to his bed to chew on a stuffed toy. I didn’t feel a bit guilty.
“I’ve got soap and towels in the bathroom if you’d like to clean up,” Sterling offered. “Or you’re welcome to use the shower.” He nervously drummed his thighs as he added, “I can even throw your clothes in the washer if you’d like. Of course, that will take a little while. But I’ve got some pajamas you can borrow…you know…if you want to stay.” The man was adorable; he just humped the hell out of me until we both exploded, but he was shy about asking me to stay over.
I replied, “I’d love to stay with you,” and Sterling smiled so widely, I worried that his pretty face may crack.
“Great!” He chewed his lip for a moment before adding, “I’ll be right back.”
I was a little confused as I watched him hustle down a hallway to my left. He disappeared through a doorway and I heard shuffling and drawers opening and closing. Then Sterling reappeared in the living room, carrying a pair of red and black checked flannel pants. He held them in front of his chest and asked, “Do you think these will fit?”