Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 87863 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87863 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
The sex-hazed, hungry eyes, proud stance, long hair, and tattoos gave Ky the look of a battle-thirsty warrior or a rock god ready to make a host of bad decisions. He might have been standing still, but he emanated a powerful energy. I probably should have been wary that I’d taken on more than I could handle, but I was exactly where I wanted to be. On my knees, at Ky’s feet, worshiping his cock.
I licked him again. “Is this okay?”
Ky nodded. “It’s so fuckin’ good.”
“I can do better,” I assured him before swallowing him whole.
He grabbed on to a fistful of my hair for purchase and swayed into me as I sucked him like a pro. I jacked myself as I worked him over, loving his smell and taste. I have to admit, I was a master at the art of giving a blowjob. It wasn’t just about sucking dick. Technique was crucial. The subtle twist of a wrist, a soft hum, and a little eye contact went a long way. They were a good buildup before bringing out the big guns, like massaging your lover’s hole while you deep throated him. Ky fucking loved it. His eyes widened comically as I wrapped my lips around his shaft and tapped his entrance.
Then there was the tease method, where you sucked like a madman and then slowed down to leisurely stroke him until he was so overcome with lust that he held you still while he fucked your mouth. The balance of power could be precarious, but I was usually good about maintaining control. Not this time. I was too turned-on. Ky didn’t hold anything back. He pumped his hips wildly, and I did my best to give him everything I had.
I practically vibrated with desire, and I was pretty sure my dick had never been this hard before in my life. Every moan, every tug at my hair or caress on my jaw made me want to give him a little more. When Ky pulled off to trace the crease of my mouth like he was painting my lips with precum, I shivered and glanced up, waiting for permission or a sign of some sort that he wanted more.
“I need to be inside you, Char,” he said in a gravelly tone.
“Oh, my…yes. Fuck me.” I gulped, then set my hand on his thigh. “Wait. Do you know how?”
Ky barked a quick laugh and gave me a devilish smile that made me weak at the knees. “Yeah. I know how.”
He crashed his mouth over mine as he pulled me to my feet before falling sideways onto his mattress. He rolled on top of me and showered me with kisses. Then he leaned over and reached for something on his nightstand. My hole puckered at the telltale click of a lube bottle. I wanted him inside so damn bad, it wasn’t funny. I tried to tell myself this was a terrible idea, but I was too far gone. I didn’t even care that he had limited experience with men. Actually, I kinda liked that. If he needed me to take over or tell him what to do, I would. However, he seemed pretty damn sure of himself when he crawled between my legs and hiked my knees toward my stomach before brushing a single digit over my entrance.
My breath caught when he pushed inside. “Slow.”
“Trust me, Char. I got you. If I go too fast, tell me. I don’t want to hurt you.” Ky pulled his finger out and pushed in again, twisting it ever so slightly. He kept up a steady stream of sweet dirty nothings as he finger-fucked me, adding a second digit and then a third. The porny kind I loved. “You’re so tight;” “Open up for me, baby;” “That’s it, let me in. I wanna fuck that sweet hole.”
It wasn’t Shakespeare, but it turned me into a needy puddle of mush. Sweat beaded his forehead and mine. I held my legs open wider still when he poured lube over our cocks and my hole. He covered me again, propping his hands on either side of my head. I clutched at his ass and bit his chin as he rocked his hips, so his cock slid alongside mine. The combination of friction and heat was explosive. I arched off the bed, grabbing his hair before driving my tongue between his lips. Ky hummed in approval and upped his tempo. He slowed to lick my neck, inching back until his cock nudged my entrance.
We froze and stared into each other’s eyes as we gasped for air. I had no idea what he saw in mine, but I was pretty sure no one had ever looked at me the way Ky did just then…with an unchecked, feverish desire. Like he didn’t just want me, he needed me. And the moment depended on immediate action. No further discussion required.