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)
“And I love how pushy you are, but I am not just going to fuck you without warming you up first,” he said. “Patience. Let me go get some lube.”
I groaned. “I’m not good at patience.”
He returned a few moments later with lube, slicking his fingers and bringing them to my ass. “You look good like this.”
I hummed as he circled two fingers around my hole, slick and slowly warming up. “Okay, I take back what I said about impatience. This is really good, too.”
“It’s just as good for me, I promise,” he said, his voice deep and a little gravelly and full of want. As he slid a finger inside of me he let out a deep, satisfied sigh.
He had really wanted this. For years. Even if he’d been too polite to ever let himself admit it. I couldn’t remember ever feeling as wanted before, as deeply desired as I did in this moment.
“It feels so fucking good,” I said, my cock already throbbing at the sensation of having his finger inside me.
“It does, doesn’t it?”
I moaned. “You know exactly what you’re doing to me,” I said softly, my eyelids fluttering shut as he reached a spot that felt so good it should have been illegal.
“And you know exactly how perfect your ass is,” he said. “Fuck.”
I couldn’t help but smile. “You like it, huh?”
He clicked his tongue. “Tristan, I have liked it for quite a long time.”
“God, I love knowing that,” I said, turning back to glance at him. If I had to reassure him for the rest of his damned life, I’d be happy to do it. “The idea of you finding me attractive all these years doesn’t creep me out, Blue. It turns me the hell on. I’m probably going to jerk off to the idea of it a lot, actually.”
He bit his lower lip as he gently slid another finger inside me. It hurt a little, and I couldn’t deny the pressure gave me pause for a moment, but that was part of what I loved about it.
“That’s a coincidence, because I’m going to jerk off to the idea of that, now, too,” he murmured. His voice sounded thick with lust, like he was having trouble even stringing a sentence together. I never could have imagined that Jack would be so damn hot in the bedroom. It was like I got to watch him slowly transform into another person. He was the kind of guy who was able to spin a million plates at once—but in here, with just the two of us, it was so obvious he was only focused on me.
“I’ve had things inside me before and it didn’t feel anywhere near this good,” I muttered, leaning down into the couch in front of me as he slid back and forth. “I want your cock inside me.”
He groaned deeply. “I know you do, baby.”
My cock throbbed hearing him call me that. “Then fuck me, already.”
I turned back to give him another coy look. He gripped my hip with one hand while he pushed two fingers deep inside me with the other. “Pushy, huh?”
“You know how I am when I need something,” I said.
He slowly slid his fingers out of me. I would have been mad about it if it hadn’t felt so fucking good, and if he hadn’t looked so good doing it. He reached for the condom he’d tossed onto the table and unwrapped it, sliding it over himself and slicking it with lube.
And from the moment he lined the tip of his cock up with my hole, I realized that he was in full command of the situation. I expected him to ease in super slowly, going easy on me like he had with his fingers. Instead he pushed inside me, harder than I’d expected—but it was as if he knew exactly how much I could take.
Or maybe he was determined to show me how much I could take.
My palms gripped against the fabric of the couch as I let out a breathy groan, feeling the stretch and burn of his dick starting to push inside me.
“Fuck,” I hissed softly.
“You can take it,” came his reply, and he ran a hand down the side of my back, the most tender caress in contrast to the pain of him stretching me out.
But it was a pain that I definitely could take. A pain I desperately wanted, actually. After the initial stretch, my body started to relax. I was learning how to take him. I breathed in deep, slow, even breaths, arching my back to allow him in further.
“So good,” I said, my words coming out a little broken as he slid further inside me, giving me another inch. “More.”
“You’re going to get more,” he assured me. “You’re going to get all of it.”