Try Me – Winner Takes All Read Online Lauren Blakely

Categories Genre: Contemporary, M-M Romance, Sports Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 4
Estimated words: 3748 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 19(@200wpm)___ 15(@250wpm)___ 12(@300wpm)
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It’s time to climb Mount Everest. I coat my palm in lube and I grab his shaft.

Maddox shudders. “Yes, get me ready to be fucked by you.”

“Going to get you good and ready,” I say, sliding my hand up and down his glorious length till he’s shining and glistening and so ready. He’s shaking with excitement.

Me too. I climb over him, but first I cover him with my body, bringing my lips to his. “Fucking love you,” I whisper.

“Fucking love you too,” he says, trembling against me.

I need more. I need another kiss. So I take a moment and I kiss him tender and gentle. But with so much passion. Letting him know with the way I kiss him that our intimacy is a thing I cherish. That our intimacy is a manifestation of our love.

That the way we connect in the bedroom starts and ends with the love we have for each other.

Then I let go, move lower, and I line up, guiding the head to my hole.

Deep breath.

I lower myself. And wow.

Holy fuck.

He’s an inch in me and I am stretching.

“Oh, God,” he’s muttering. “So good.”

That noise. His pleasure. It lets me push past the hint of pain radiating right fucking there. The intrusion. But mostly it’s our twin desires that guide me on. Soon I’m sinking down, down, down.

He groans again, at the same time I do. Our noises wrap around each other as our bodies connect in a brand-new way. When he meets my eyes, it’s as if he forces himself to clear some fog in his head, some heat from his gaze. “Are you okay? Are you sure?”

“I got this,” I say, gritting my teeth.

“I mean it. We can stop anytime.”

The man is stretching me in ways I didn’t know were possible. And yet, there is no way I am stopping. “No fucking way. I am fucking your cock tonight,” I say, then I settle on him. Sinking down. Taking him.

Till he’s all the way in me.

And I breathe in, out.

I concentrate.

And I relax as I stare at my beautiful lover.

I drink in the sight. Maddox spread out under me. Immobile. Bound. Just the way he likes. And I’m in charge. Just the way I like.

Yeah, I’ve fucking got this.

Because I’ve got my man here with me, under me.

Just like that I adjust and soon there’s no pain. There’s just him inside of me, lust shimmering everywhere in my body.

“Then fuck me hard, Zane,” he says, a dirty command.

Tonight is for turnaround. I follow his order and I fuck my man’s cock.

Everything is new and yet utterly familiar. We’re fucking in the way we want.

I ride him till he’s writhing, panting, moaning.

Me too.

My dick slaps against his stomach as I move up and down on his shaft. He’s sweating, shaking and then he’s smiling wickedly as he tips his chin toward me and says, “Now stroke that dick for me.”

I go up in flames. It’s like I’ve been struck by lightning as the pleasure rushes through me and I jerk, fast and furiously till I’m shooting all over him, his chest, his stomach.

Seconds later he’s swearing and grunting and filling me all the way up in brand-new ways.

My world spins off its axis, as my brain blurs and my entire body turns to bright, hot bliss. A little later I ease off, collapse on him, kiss his lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Then he smiles. “Happy birthday, Zane.”

“Best gift ever. You.”

“You’ll always get me.”

“I’ll always want you,” I say.

Later, we shower and clean up and slide into bed together. We’re wrapped up together on my birthday. He runs a thumb along my jaw, stroking me tenderly. “Did you enjoy everything?”

I smile. “Ten out of ten I’ll climb you again.”

He smiles. “Good. Let’s keep exploring.”

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