Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72727 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 364(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72727 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 364(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
“Ash,” he whimpered, pushing Asher’s shirt up, trying to get to skin.
Asher looked at him and seemingly saw his need because his gaze suddenly burned. He yanked Daniel’s shirt off, then his own. Daniel propped himself up on one elbow and leaned over Asher, who was on his back. He moved his hand from Asher’s knee across his thigh, then over his hard dick to his stomach. Asher was just as busy, tweaking Daniel’s nipples, skimming over his ribs, massaging his hip. Their mouths moved together, lips tugging, tongues licking. Then Asher lapped at Daniel’s lower lip and Daniel started sucking on his tongue, moving his mouth up and down like he was sucking on a dick.
Somewhere along the way, Asher dropped his pants and spread his legs, leaving room for Daniel between them. He knelt between Asher’s knees and planted his elbows beside Asher’s head, caressing the sides of his face as he dipped down for more kisses. They rocked together, cocks sliding, tongues twisting, Daniel holding onto Asher’s face, Asher gripping Daniel’s sore ass and squeezing it hard enough to make Daniel gasp.
“Want you,” Daniel panted.
Asher put one hand on his back and the other on his ass and flipped them over so Daniel was flat on his stomach with Asher draped across his back. He reached for the lube and slicked his cock, then massaged Daniel’s pucker. “Ready?” he whispered into Daniel’s ear.
“God, yes,” Daniel responded. He lay flat on his stomach and spread his thighs. Asher straddled him, one hand spreading Daniel’s ass, the other holding onto his own cock as he pressed it against Daniel’s opening and pushed inside. “Asher!” Daniel shouted, reveling in the feeling of skin against skin. They’d gotten tested a month earlier, and he swore he’d been walking around with Asher’s cum inside him since that day. The man couldn’t seem to get enough, which Daniel loved.
“Good?” Asher asked as he pushed his dick in until his balls cradled Daniel’s ass before dragging it out and shoving back inside again.
Daniel couldn’t answer. He was biting on the sheet, scraping his hands over it while Asher hovered above him, knees on the outside of Daniel’s thighs, hands next to Daniel’s chest. He rocked back and forth, using all his strength to pummel Daniel’s channel.
“Uh, uh, uh,” Daniel grunted.
“Fuck, yeah,” Asher responded. He dropped his chest down onto Daniel’s back, gripped his arms, and licked his nape as he quickened the pace of his thrusts. “You’re so tight. Love this. Gonna fuckin’ breed you, sugar.”
Hot breath panted over Daniel’s neck, the motion of Asher’s thrusts had him rocking on the bed, humping the sheets almost hard enough to hurt, and Asher kept him completely immobile, pinned beneath that big body.
“Close,” Daniel gasped. “Close.”
Asher shoved his arm under Daniel’s waist. He got to his knees and pulled Daniel up with him, never severing the connection of their bodies. When they were both kneeling, he wrapped one arm around Daniel’s chest and grabbed his dick with the other, stroking in time with the animalistic thrusts he was making, pushing his hard dick into Daniel’s tight channel and pegging his gland over and over again.
“Can’t… gonna… Ash…,” Daniel mumbled incoherently.
“Do it,” Asher grunted. “Fucking come on and do it.” He slammed into Daniel’s ass hard enough to make his teeth clack. “Shoot!”
With a desperate cry, Daniel did just that, spraying seed across the bed, shaking, tears running down his face. Asher joined him seconds later, rubbing his groin against Daniel’s ass and pulsing deep inside him.
“Damn,” Asher said. “Just damn.” He kissed Daniel’s shoulder and held onto him as he collapsed on his side.
Daniel sighed and pushed back into the curve of Asher’s body, enjoying the feeling of hot, sweaty skin. He tightened his ass muscles and squeezed Asher’s softening cock.
Asher chuckled. “Having fun?” he asked.
Daniel looked back over his shoulder and Asher met him for a kiss.
“Just playing with my favorite toy.”
“Well, your favorite toy needs to recharge for a bit. How about a bath? I think we could both use a little soap right now.”
“Not sure I can stand,” Daniel said. “You melted me.”
Asher chuckled. “Well, since it’s my fault, I guess I’ll have to carry you.”
He scooted off the bed and dragged Daniel with him, then put one hand under Daniel’s knees and the other under his neck and picked him up, carrying him into the bathroom. Daniel played with his chest hair.
“Love how strong you are,” he said. He really did. It was a major turn-on. All those muscles, the big body, strong enough to overpower him, hold him down, make him stay.
Asher sat him on the closed toilet, turned on the water, and poured shampoo under the tap. He looked back over his shoulder and waggled his eyebrows at Daniel. “Bubbles,” he said. Then he slid into the tub and held his arms open for Daniel.