Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 87904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
“You’re not allowed to come yet, cowboy,” he said.
“Like hell I’m not,” I said. “Try me, Liam. I’ll come all over your hand and then I’ll be fucking you two minutes later anyway.”
A smile spread over his face. “I’m going to need you to prove that to me someday,” he said, taking his hand off my now very slick cock. “But right now I need you inside me.”
“Then get on already,” I said, tugging him forward. He was standing between my legs and I pulled him until he was straddling me on the couch. My cock was standing at full attention as Liam sank down, resting his hole right against my tip.
I slowly, carefully began to push upward as he sank onto my cock. He was tight as hell still, even after my fingers had been in him, and the last thing I wanted was to hurt him. My hands were so fucking tight around his hips that I almost worried that would hurt him more than my dick, but I couldn’t stop.
And it definitely didn’t look like he wanted me to stop, either. His hands were on my shoulders, holding him steady as he moved.
He leaned forward, his mouth open just near mine. Our lips brushed against each other but we didn’t kiss fully, instead just sharing our breath for a moment as I slowly pushed inside him.
I could feel every tiny gasp that came from his mouth. My balls were aching so fucking badly and all I wanted was to thrust, to get so deep inside him that we felt like one person instead of two.
“Deeper,” he whispered, as if he could read my mind.
“Patience,” I whispered back, finally pressing my lips firmly against his in a kiss. He moaned into my mouth as my cock slid a little further inside him, and for some reason it was like my mouth was a direct line straight to my dick. It pulsed as his tongue slid on mine, and Liam winced from the extra movement.
“Fuck, it really has been a long time,” he said, his brow furrowed.
“Take it slow,” I said.
He nodded. His cheeks were even more flushed now, and he looked so beautiful I couldn’t fucking stand it. There was something overwhelming about this, beyond just the desire to be inside him.
I was also letting myself love him, fully, for the first time.
I’d always loved him, of course. But never without fear. And the feeling of pushing deep inside the man I loved with no regrets, no fears, no second guessing at all, was a whole lot different than anything I’d ever felt before.
It felt like being somewhere I belonged, instead of being somewhere I knew I shouldn’t be.
I swallowed hard, nodding at him. I took a palm and ran it gently from his throat down his chest, dragging my fingers across his nipple as my hand moved down to his stomach.
“I never…” I started to say, not even knowing where I was going with it. “I never thought I could have this. I never thought I could have you again.”
“I never thought you would want me again.”
I let out a long breath, biting my lower lip as he continued to slowly sink down onto my cock.
“I’m so fucking glad you came to my bar,” I said, gripping him hard.
He shook his head. “You didn’t want me there. It’s okay.”
“I couldn’t admit it then,” I said. “But I did.”
Liam moaned gently, and I didn’t know if it was from what I’d said or from him sinking further onto me. My cock throbbed and in another minute, I let out a surprised sound as I felt him push all the way down to the base.
The hint of a smile appeared on his lips, like he had finally gotten what he was waiting for. “You feel so fucking good,” he said, shaking his head gently.
“Speak for yourself,” I said, shifting slightly forward on the couch, letting my cock slide just a millimeter deeper in. He took in a sharp breath of air, resting his arms on my shoulders.
His eyes were smoldering in a way I always seemed to forget they could. That smolder was what had made me feel like I needed him so badly back in the day, and fuck if it didn’t make me feel just as drawn to him now.
I felt like I would do anything for him when he looked at me like that. Especially when he was sitting on my dick, telling me exactly how good it felt.
“Anyway,” he said, still resting there for a moment, “you’re just saying all that stuff about me coming to the bar because you’re inside me.”
“Wrong,” I said, bucking my hips just a little. It made him gasp, almost inaudibly. I fixed my eyes on his parted lips, looking at their glossy sheen.