Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 91864 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91864 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
“Jesus fucking Christ, you shot a lot.”
He closed his eyes and pushed a few more times before his face cringed, a smile forming across his lips, so unmistakably Ethan. Just delighting in the sheer pleasure of the experience. He pushed his weight up against me before assaulting me with kisses once again, groaning into my mouth as he released into the condom inside me.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he whispered, his words slamming against my lips before I kissed him some more.
I didn’t want to move from right there. God, just wanted him to keep me suspended against the wall like that, his fat cock against my sensitive prostate.
“Does this mean I graduated?” he asked.
“Naw, but I figure you at least deserve course credit.”
11
Ethan
I waited for the shock to kick in. Waited for the reality to slap me in the face, but it didn’t really. Not totally. I mean, there was the voice in my head that said, You just fucked a man for the first time, but it was more of a Huh, that was fun, than a Holy shit, what the fuck? thing.
“You have to admit, I was good.” Much better than I’d been the first time I tried to suck his dick.
“Are you really always like this?” he asked, his breathing still heavy.
“Cocky? Yes. Feeling the need to prove myself? Nope,” I answered honestly. “I typically don’t have to be, so it’s only you who gets the pleasure of this Ethan.”
He rolled his eyes and something about it was cute as hell.
We each reached for our clothes and started to slowly get dressed again.
“It really is incredible up here. It’s like we’re voyeurs of the city.”
I liked that he enjoyed it, that he found the rooftop special. Made me feel as though I’d done something for Sean no one else could do, and obviously that got me going. “Stay here. I’ll be right back.”
He frowned but nodded. I took the elevator down, unlocked my office, and grabbed the blanket I kept there. I loved what I did and there were times I’d pass out on the couch instead of going home. Afterward, I went to the employee lounge and got water bottles and multiple individual bags of chips because I’d come so hard my brain turned to mush, and coming gave me the munchies.
When I made it back to the roof, Sean stood close to the edge, looking over. He turned when the door closed, and I saw a second frown on his face which made me realize what was going on. This felt awfully…datey…mushy dating and totally not my style. “Did you slip something in my drink?” I teased.
“You’re crushing on me,” he replied.
“You wish. I’m hungry. You don’t have to eat. I can have all the chips myself. We can go when I’m done.”
I laid the blanket out and sat down before I opened Spicy Nacho Doritos.
“Give me some,” Sean said as he walked over but I shook my head.
“Take it back.”
“Take what back?”
“What you said. I don’t do crushes.” I didn’t typically trust people enough for that.
“Fine, I take it back but just because I’m hungry.” Sean joined me on the blanket. He reached for a bag of chips but I jerked them away.
“I wasn’t really feeling that one. I think you need to try again, with a little more emotion this time. Make me feel it.”
“You bastard.” He lunged at me, and we wrestled for the chips. I let him win because I sort of liked the feel of him on top of me, and because he had ninja skills and I wasn’t fucking with that.
He got me on my back and straddled my waist.
“Perfect place for your ass,” I told him.
“But you won’t be having that again. I don’t figure you’re the type to fuck twice, right? Hope you got enough. No one else will compare. I’m telling you that now.”
I laughed, really enjoying how he always met me blow for blow when it came to cockiness.
“I could say the same. That’s not really fair because now you know what it’s like to have my cock. I feel a little bad for all the guys who come after me. It’ll all be mediocre sex and you’ll grow old remembering that one time you had the really good dick on a rooftop in LA. You have a sad future ahead of you. You really should have considered the effect on your future sex life.”
“You’re such a cocky motherfucker.” He rolled his eyes and then got off me. I sat up and tossed him a bag of Lay’s.
We were quiet for a moment, the city loud below us. I felt a slight tingle at the base of my spine that I’m pretty sure was telling me this is where I should end this. It was where I should have gotten up and gone home because we were in strange territory pretty quickly.