The Charmer (The Vers Podcast #4) Read Online Riley Hart

Categories Genre: Contemporary, M-M Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Vers Podcast Series by Riley Hart
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Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 79308 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
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Spencer tilted my head up. My gaze caught his, and I opened my mouth, not moving, just letting him slowly fuck in and out of me. “Christ, baby. You’re so fucking beautiful. Look at how well you take my cock. I can’t wait to watch it sliding in and out of your hole.”

My dick twitched, the thought of that so hot.

Spencer pulled out of my mouth. I whined, leaning in and trying to taste him again. He chuckled, pulling me to my feet, his mouth slamming down on mine. He kissed me like he would die without his tongue in my mouth, like he’d never wanted anyone more than he wanted me, and that was the best kind of high.

He walked me backward until I hit the wall, and then it was Spencer on his knees for me, taking me into the hot suction of his mouth, kissing and licking my balls, then going back to swallowing around my cock when it hit the back of his throat.

For the second time, I whined when he took away what I wanted, but then he said, “Turn around,” and, well, if he was planning on eating my ass, I was game.

I did as Spencer said, then spread my legs, hands flat against the wall. He was clearly hungry from missing dinner and dived right in, spreading my cheeks and lapping at my hole.

“Fuuuuuck yes. So good. Love your tongue.” Like…couldn’t I just sit on his face and he could do this all night? I would enjoy that. But then I wouldn’t get his dick, and I sooo wanted that too.

I pushed back against him while Spencer went to town on me, kissing my cheeks, licking my hole, making a meal out of me, and then pushing his tongue inside. My cock was really aching now. I stroked it, felt how slick it was with precum. I could orgasm just like this, with a hand on my shaft and Spencer’s tongue up my ass.

“Don’t do that. Don’t touch yourself. You can’t come until you come riding my cock.”

I cried out when he pushed a finger inside me.

“That was…so fucking hot.”

He fingered me with one digit, then two, fucking me with them, stretching me and working me open. He sucked hard on my left cheek while he did, and I knew he was marking me there the way he’d done on my chest before.

“Fuck yes. More. Do the other side too.”

Spencer didn’t need to be told twice. He bruised me with his mouth in the way I craved, still taking me with his spit-slick fingers, sometimes kissing me or licking me. My whole body was sensitive, like the littlest thing would send me over the edge.

“Please, CB. Fuck me,” I begged. “Need to come. Need your cock. Need…you.”

Spencer growled in response and shoved to his feet. He waited until he stood to pull out of me, and the second he did, I felt empty…alone.

“Don’t move,” he warned, and damned if my dick didn’t twitch.

“You have a bossy streak. It’s hot.”

“Noted.”

I watched him over my shoulder as he put a condom on, then slicked it with lube. He walked back toward me, cock hard and pointing at me. Spencer slicked his fingers, dropped the bottle to the floor, then pushed them inside me. I nearly melted into the wall, savoring having a part of him inside me again.

“Look at you. You want it, don’t you?” He slid his fingers out.

“Yes, you asshole,” I teased.

“What do you want?”

“Please insert your penis into my exquisite asshole, good sir!”

A laugh jumped out of his mouth, hot breath against my skin, making me tremble. “I think you need to work on your Regency England speak.”

“Fuck me with your large member, Lord Spencer.”

He kissed my nape. “Why are you so fun?”

My heart swelled. Oh, I liked that. It was so simple but so perfect. I wanted to be fun for him, wanted to have fun with him. “You’re fun too,” I admitted. But we were more than just fun with each other.

Spencer got closer to me, his warm body running the length of mine. He wrapped one arm around my waist, slowly stroking my cock as the tip of his erection nudged my hole. This time it was him I melted into, eyes rolling back as he breached me, so fucking slowly, sinking inside. “Yes…so good.”

His teeth bit into my shoulder, sending a spark of pain through me before he licked the sting away and began sucking. And then he thrust the rest of the way inside me, making my eyes roll back and pleasure overtake my whole body. I’d been fucked too many times to count, and had taken my fair share of ass too, but nothing felt as good as having sex with Spencer.

He grabbed my chin, turning me to face him, taking my mouth as he pumped into me. Every stroke of his cock, in, then out, nearly shot me to the moon. Every brush of his tongue against mine, each moan he fed me, just made me go higher and higher, feel more and more, until I thought I could burst with the feeling of Spencer.


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