Starting from Scratch Read online Lane Hayes (Starting From #2)

Categories Genre: Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Starting from Series by Lane Hayes
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Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 87863 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
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I covered his mouth and licked the corners in a silent quest for entry. He let me in with a sigh, gliding his tongue alongside mine. He pulled me closer, rocking his hips meaningfully until I gave way and let him roll on top of me. Charlie unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it over his shoulder with a sassy grin before slipping his fingers under my T-shirt. I sat up and let him pull it over my head, then captured his lips again, sucking and licking as I worked on his belt. He took over and gave me room to undo mine. As soon as I freed my aching cock, I pulled him against me and rolled over again.

“Mmm,” he hummed as he pushed my jeans over my bare ass.

I nipped his chin playfully and shoved the denim out of the way. I swore I was stiff enough to hang a towel. I pulled my shoes and socks off before helping Charlie undress. I yanked his pants and his sexy briefs down and waited for him to deal with his shoes before I crawled on top of him naked. The feel of his skin against mine was seriously intoxicating. And when our cocks nudged each other, I saw stars. No fucking kidding.

“Christ, you feel so good, Char.” I pumped and grinded, madly seeking friction as I sealed my lips over his.

Our bellies were slick with precum and sweat. It felt like all the best kinds of nasty. And suddenly, I had to taste him. I slipped my hand between us and swiped my thumb across his lower abdomen before sucking it clean.

Charlie gasped and went a little crazy. He bucked upward and pushed my chest hard enough that I lost balance. Then he climbed over me, straddling my torso so my dick rode his crack. I stroked him while he gyrated shamelessly. Damn, he was beautiful. I admired the flex and pull of his muscular thighs, his smooth, toned abs, and that fucking gorgeous smile. I had never been with anyone so free and unfettered. There was no part of him that didn’t know exactly what he was doing to me. I’d do anything he wanted…and he knew it. So, when he scooted forward on my chest and told me to put my finger in his ass, I did. And since his leaking cock was just inches away, I went ahead and tasted him too.

“Oh, fuck. Yes.” Charlie pulled his cheeks apart to give me better access to his hole, so I could finger him while I circled the head of his dick with the tip of my tongue. It wasn’t long before he was fucking my mouth in earnest and riding my hand. “Another one. Please. Yes…fuck, yes.”

I played him like an instrument. He moved above me, moaning my name and begging for more. When he reached back to stroke me, I couldn’t take anymore. I had to have him.

I pulled my fingers out and smacked his ass before changing positions again. I held his hands beside his head and licked his jaw. “I need to be inside you, baby.”

He whimpered softly and nodded. “Bed.”

We scrambled off the floor and jumped onto the mattress. Charlie opened the lube and poured some on his right hand before reaching behind himself.

“You make the craziest things look so fucking hot,” I said in a reverent tone.

He winked, then crawled between my spread thighs and bent over to swallow me whole. Charlie hummed, sending a sweet reverberation through me. He was in his element. He swayed his ass from side to side as he worked me over, licking my shaft up one side and down the other. He pulled off my cock and met my gaze.

“Do you want me to ride you?” he asked, hiking his leg over me and lining my cock at his hole.

“Yes. Now,” I commanded, holding myself at the base.

Charlie braced his hand on my chest and slowly lowered himself on my thick cock. He didn’t stop until he bottomed out. He went perfectly still for a moment, letting his body adjust to my girth. I massaged his thighs and whispered porny sweet nothings about his tight hole and his fucking gorgeous ass. He seemed to love it. His eyes had a feverish, blissed-out glint as he rocked back and forth a couple of times. And finally began to move.

He started out slowly, murmuring softly that I was so big. I chuckled and said something like, “You fucking love it” that spurred him into action. Charlie’s lopsided grin morphed into a beautiful radiant one as he arched and quickened his strokes. He turned up the volume and rode me hard. He pulled his cheeks apart and kept his hands on his ass while his cock slapped against my stomach at a steady clip.


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