Total pages in book: 179
Estimated words: 165476 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 827(@200wpm)___ 662(@250wpm)___ 552(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 165476 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 827(@200wpm)___ 662(@250wpm)___ 552(@300wpm)
“You’ve got no idea what you do to me.”
Cole’s hat dropped on top of his fallen boots and clothes. He faced Ned clad in gray cotton underthings and offered him the roguish smile that stole Ned’s heart, his body tense like that of a wolf about to leap after its prey. He pushed Ned onto the bed, and once gravity did its job, he stepped between Ned’s spread thighs and cupped his face with a crooked smirk.
“You’re feeling as if someone was holding your balls just right? Because that’s how it is for me,” he whispered, crawling on top as if he wanted to smother Ned with the intense scent of soap and the aroma of ylang-ylang left lingering after his evening wash.
Ned lost his breath at the sudden change in position. He was no small man, and the sense of vulnerability that overcame him when Cole took control was like a wave of hot water that briefly kept him from breathing. This man had enough strength and confidence to handle Ned.
And because he wanted Ned, he’d found him, took him, and now Ned was his.
Hearing Cole say that back at the camp, had made Ned’s stomach sink in fear, but as they rolled through his mind now, the ice of uncertainty melted into warm, sweetened wine. He chuckled, sliding his hands up to Cole’s shoulders. “You’ve had me by the balls from the day we met. I just didn’t know it for a while.”
Cole grinned and rested his elbows on either side of Ned’s head as he thrust forward, rubbing his groin against Ned’s with a soft gasp. “Oh, Neddie, on the day we met I imagined you’d reward me for helping you out during that poker game. On your knees in front of me. Your hot mouth working my dick…”
Ned’s face flushed all the way to his ears, but he couldn’t get enough of Cole’s words so he leaned up just to be closer to those sinfully plump lips. “You son of a devil. I had no idea I could want that back then. I would have done it if I knew,” he finished in an urgent whisper, raising his hips to meet Cole’s. His cock was begging to be released, but his hands were too busy stroking Cole’s sides through the soft cotton that showcased his erection, and the little peaks of nipples poking at the fabric.
With a low snort, Cole pushed Ned’s suspenders off and yanked on his shirt, eager to uncover bare skin. “Sure you would. You’ve become so greedy for it, drinking my spunk whenever you get the chance.”
Ned was still untangling from the sleeves when Cole got to the buttons of his pants, pulling on the thick denim like a child about to unwrap its birthday gift. Nothing burned hotter than Cole’s passions, so being the object of his desire never got old. Never would. “I can’t help it. You walk with such pride all I can think about is giving your stiff prick some sugar.”
Cole pressed his cheek to Ned’s while his hand opened button after button, moving so sensuously against Ned’s prick it only made him hotter. This man, who had the love of many, had chosen him, and Ned would burn in the flames of Cole’s desire if that was what it took to keep him.
“Then help yourself. Touch me,” Cole whispered.
Ned didn’t have to be asked twice. His fingers found their way past the folds of fabric, to Cole’s poker, and it fit in his hand so perfectly he couldn’t help a grunt escaping his lips. It twitched, like a puppy happy to see him, but the salty honey rolling out of the slit on top suggested it was eager to play Ned’s master this time and pump him full of seed.
His other hand worked on the buttons keeping the front of Cole’s underwear shut and slid inside the heat, to Cole’s naked stomach where coarse hair tickled his palm. “If you’re the devil’s son, I’d be happy in hell.”
Cole grinned and rubbed Ned’s thighs, grinding against the waiting hand at a slow pace, getting ready for what they were about to do. Ned still couldn’t believe it was happening, but he felt ready. He wanted to feel Cole inside him, even though less than a day ago he didn’t know it was a possibility.
“You feel how hard it is? It’s gonna be like steel inside you. Hot steel,” Cole mused, nipping his way along Ned’s jaw as he pushed Ned’s pants down with growing urgency.
Ned felt as if he were too close to a sparking fire, but its heat could not hurt him. He opened his eyes and met Cole’s. They took him in with so much tenderness it made his throat tighten with unsaid emotion. He wanted to be everything to Cole. Give him everything.