The Realist (The Vers Podcast #3) 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: 78
Estimated words: 75496 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
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I crossed my arms and leaned against the counter. “What are you hungry for?”

“You.” Kai reached over and pulled on my towel, making it come free and dropping it to the floor. My cock was already hard—tall and pointing up at him.

“Kiss it,” I said, to see if he’d listen.

Kai knelt and pressed his lips to my thigh. “Right here?” Looking down at him, I shook my head. He went to my other leg and did the same. “Here?”

“You always have to be ornery, don’t you?”

“It’s a talent.” I didn’t respond, and Kai kept his gaze trained up at me as he leaned in and kissed my full sac. My dick twitched.

“Closer,” I told him.

“Ah, right here, then?” And with that, he finally pressed his lips to the head of my cock. All sorts of filthy words wanted to fall out of my mouth at the simple contact. Kai got in my head, under my skin, in ways I’d never experienced. A torrent of need washed over me.

“Upstairs. Supplies are in my room.” I didn’t have to take him upstairs to fuck him. There were condoms and lube in the spare downstairs, which was usually where I hooked up. He always made me make bad decisions, though.

Kai stood and surprised me by taking my hand. “Let’s go, baby. I’ll take care of you up there, then come down to feed you.”

I allowed Kai to lead me to my room. The second we were inside, I pulled out of his hold. “Take your clothes off.” He went for his underwear, but I shook my head. “Shirt first.”

“I see how this is gonna go.” Kai gave me a flirty grin but obeyed. I stroked my cock while I watched him, and he whimpered after tugging the shirt over his head and dropping it. “God, you’re so fucking hot.”

“So are you. Now the bottoms.”

For the second time, Kai did as I said, removing them, his erection springing free. I stepped closer to him and cupped his tight balls, which were filled with his load. “I can’t wait to empty these with my dick deep inside you. Are you gonna give me your hole?”

“Fuck.” His eyes rolled back. “You know I am. I’ve been dying for you to take it.”

“That’s what I want to hear,” I said just before my mouth came down on his in a hard kiss. My tongue pushed its way into his mouth, sweeping in before I eased back some and bit his lip. “I love the taste of these.” I traced first his bottom lip, then his top one with my tongue before kissing him again. Kai melted against me, arms around me, blunt nails digging into my back. I swear it was like he tried to fucking climb me, arms and legs seeking, but I didn’t give him what he wanted, holding him in place because I could, and we both liked it.

When he reached for my dick, I held his wrists, not willing to give Kai what he wanted yet.

“Bastard,” he said when my mouth trailed down his neck.

“Not the first time I’ve heard that, and it won’t be the last.” I smiled, then bit gently into the meaty part of his shoulder.

“Jesus, you’re killing me. I’m about to bust out of my skin here.”

“Ask me,” I told him, moving to the other side of his throat.

“Fuck me, Marcus,” he begged, making my cock flex against my stomach.

“Turn around.” I stepped back, dick leaking and dying to do exactly what Kai asked me to do. “Bend over the bed and let me see that ass.”

I ignored him while I plucked the lube and a condom from the drawer, tossing them to the mattress before seeing Kai in position. I moved behind him, grazing my hand over his ass cheeks and watching as goose bumps followed. It really was a great ass. Holding out this long had been a miracle.

My fingers danced their way up his back next, his brown skin pebbling there too. “I’m going to wreck you.”

“Promises, promises,” he replied, making laughter jump from my mouth. “Can you get to it now?” He wiggled his ass.

I spread his cheeks, looked down at his tight pucker. “I want a little taste first.” I waited for a moment to make sure he was fine with it.

“Fuck yes. I love having my ass eaten.”

“Good thing I’m the best at it.” I dropped down behind him, again spreading his pert cheeks. A shiver ran the length of Kai, and for a moment, I swear it went from him into me. “You want my tongue?” I circled my finger around his rim.

“You know I do.”

“Not as much as I want your hole,” I replied, leaning in and tasting him.

“Fuck yes,” Kai moaned as I went to town on him, licking and kissing, tasting and savoring his salt-and-soap-flavored skin. He pushed back against me, riding my face like he couldn’t get enough of me. The thing was, I couldn’t get enough of him either. I kept trying to soften him up, hardened my tongue as I worked to get it inside his tight ring. “Don’t stop,” Kai said when I pulled back.


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