Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74298 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74298 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
“The answer, though, is yes,” he said. “Of course I thought about you. Not anything explicit, because I couldn’t let myself. But I’ve always known how attractive you are, Tris. You’re beautiful. You’re exactly my type. Of course I wanted things, I just didn’t think they were possible. I knew I needed to stay far away.”
I let my gaze linger on him. “I can tell you one thing for sure,” I said firmly. “You do not, under any circumstances, need to stay far away.”
I watched his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed. I gently stroked him through his jeans with my palm, and he navigated the truck through the rain onto the driveway in front of his house.
The moment he put the gearshift into park, I moved. My seatbelt was off immediately and I hopped over to the driver’s side, straddling him and pressing my lips to his.
“Tris,” he whispered against my lips, reaching up and pulling me in closer and tighter. The sound of distant thunder reverberated throughout the truck.
My hands fumbled to undo his seatbelt and then the button and zipper on his jeans, and as I tugged downward on his waistband he lifted his ass a little to help me out. I pulled his jeans down roughly, and then tugged down the top of his boxer briefs, too.
His cock was free now—hard, thick, long, and fucking beautiful. I knew I was probably staring at it like I was ravenous, but I couldn’t help it. I never could have known that another man’s cock could inspire such an aching need within me, but this wasn’t just a dick. It was Jack’s.
“This time I’ll try not to make you come in thirty seconds flat,” I murmured.
He groaned, his eyes pinned to mine. “Don’t remind me of that. I usually last longer—”
“Don’t even. It was so hot,” I said, pressing a kiss to the side of his neck before shimmying across the truck’s front seat, getting as comfortable as I could. I didn’t care if I had to be a little uncomfortable sucking his dick—I was going to do it, right here. I didn’t have time to get him inside.
I got into an acceptable position and gently bent down, kissing the tip of his cock. He let out a soft, satisfied sound, and his fingers found their way to my hair, stroking it back as I took his tip into my mouth.
Jack was right. This time, I was able to settle into it a bit more. He kept very still at first, like he was trying not to disturb me. It was honestly a little bit adorable, taking the length of his cock into my mouth and occasionally glancing up at him, seeing him frozen there like he’d shatter his dreams if he moved an inch.
But then he started to relax. And I started to get into it, more than I would have thought possible. I was starting to realize why sucking dick could actually be a turn-on in itself, even though right now, I wasn’t touching myself at all. I loved having his hard cock slide against my tongue, occasionally taking it far back enough to gag just a little. I played with my tongue, doing all sorts of different swirly motions on different areas of his dick, seeing what made him squirm or moan for me.
Eventually, his breathing got heavier. I could tell that he was finally getting out of his head, relaxing after the stressful evening, and letting me truly take care of him.
I hummed around his length, then pulled off, letting my cheeks make a little pop sound as I came up and looked at him.
“You look hypnotized,” I murmured, squeezing his thigh with my hand.
“Well, you’re getting fucking good at this,” he said.
I raised an eyebrow and gave him a mischievous smile. “Getting good? You saying last time wasn’t good?”
“Oh, Tris,” he said, his voice dropping a little lower. “It was so good I couldn’t control myself. Hell, you could just kiss my cock over and over and I’d probably eventually be able to come from that.”
“Luckily I’m a little bit more of an overachiever than that,” I said, taking his cock deep to my throat again. I felt his cock throb in my mouth, and I loved that I was the one who got to make him feel that good.
That was one of the main reasons I loved this so much. Over the years, I’d loved being able to make Jack happy, make him feel good, show him new things. I’d certainly never sucked his dick until recently, but in a weird way, it didn’t feel like that much of a departure from our usual friendship.
I loved making him feel good, and this was an obvious expression of that. It would be weirder if it didn’t turn me the fuck on, honestly.