Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 84704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 282(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 282(@300wpm)
“Ooh, I have an idea. Let’s use code names. It’ll make things more exciting.”
Well, that was cute as hell. I bit back a grin. “Like what?” I put my hand at the small of his back to lead him toward my hotel.
“I don’t know…literary figures?”
“I’m not calling out Gandalf or Scrooge while I’m fucking you.”
He chuckled, the sound throaty. “Okay, fine. I can see your point, but who said you would be fucking me? We haven’t had that discussion.”
I shrugged. “I’m vers. I can go either way.”
“I am too.”
I nudged him. “So what do you want, Samwise?”
He rolled his pretty gray eyes. “Don’t make fun of me. I agree. It was a bad idea. I just… I don’t know. This is a little thrilling. My first time with an older, mysterious man. It’s hot, and real names feel like they’d ruin it.”
As we continued down the sidewalk, which was filled with college students, his words echoed through my head. Older man, older man, older man. Jesus, that sounded like I was ancient or something. The whole name game, while cute, also made me feel older. “Just call me H,” I told him.
“Nice to meet you, H. I’m…W.” William? Wesley? None of those seemed to fit him. They weren’t fierce enough, if that made sense. Not that I knew him enough to have that opinion.
“Nice to meet you too,” I finally replied.
“Oh, and, H?”
“Yeah?”
“I want you to fuck me.”
My cock definitely liked that idea, blood rushing toward my groin, a familiar throb starting there. I didn’t know what it was about him that I liked so much. I hadn’t even gone out looking to meet up with someone. I was…hell, I was slightly sad that my son was already graduating from college. I was happy for him, of course, and he’d be joining me at work, but my whole life had been completely devoted to him. He’d been my number-one priority for twenty-two years, and now he was a college graduate. That felt more grown than he’d been before and made me… Oh shit. Was I sleeping with this guy because I thought it would make me feel young again?
“H?”
“Hmm?”
“You stiffened up. Did you change your mind? I’d understand if you did.” He looked at me, his eyes wide and, hell, almost innocent, but with a slight twinkle of mischief. I grabbed him, tugged him close again, and ground my erection against his body. “Very stiff,” he added, making me grin.
“You’re gonna be so much fun,” I said, tilting his head up. He already was fun. W licked his full lips, bringing my attention to them. I wanted to nibble them, swipe at them with my tongue, devour him all night long.
“I feel like we’ve been walking forever. Where’s your hotel? California?”
I forced myself not to make an Eagles joke since he was young enough that he might not know who they were. “We’ve been walking for five minutes, and right there.” I nodded to the building about a hundred feet away.
“I can’t wait to get on my knees for you.”
“Not if I get there first.” I took his hand, a giddy excitement I hadn’t felt in…hell, I couldn’t even say, tumbling around in my stomach. I pulled him through the hotel, toward the elevator, guests watching, but I craved him too much to care.
“You must really want me,” he said as the elevator door slid open and I led him inside.
“Brat—oh hey, look. I found a new name for you.”
W laughed as I pressed the button for my floor. When we arrived, I hurried him down the hall, fumbling the key card until we were in the room. The second we got inside, we were on each other, a clash of bodies and lips, the slight hint of beer on his tongue as I swept his mouth with mine.
I held him against me, let my hands travel down to his tight ass that I couldn’t wait to be inside of. He whimpered into the kiss, strong hands on my neck and shoulders. My hunger for him seemed to be matched by his for me.
W grabbed for me when I pulled back, but I just dropped down.
“Oh shit. You were serious. Jesus, it’s hot to see you down there.”
“Be quiet. I’m trying to concentrate on your dick,” I said playfully, opening his pants, his bulge prominent. I shoved his jeans and underwear down, buried my nose in his trimmed, dark pubes, nuzzled his tight, high sac.
“Oh fuck. Suck me.” W’s hand knotted in my hair.
“Mmm. What if I want to play first? Tease you some? Make you go crazy before I swallow you down.”
His dick jerked, a pearl of precum at his slit. I ran my nose up the length of his shaft, then leaned back some and swiped my tongue so I almost touched him but didn’t.