Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 118592 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 593(@200wpm)___ 474(@250wpm)___ 395(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 118592 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 593(@200wpm)___ 474(@250wpm)___ 395(@300wpm)
As good as I felt in that moment, it wasn’t quite enough and I knew why.
Because I needed it to be like the first time. Skin against skin, lips seeking, tasting…it just wasn’t enough to fuck Brennan. I needed to…
What?
Make love to him?
No – making love was for people who cared about each other. Who knew something about each other besides the bare basics needed to make a connection.
I ignored the little voice that tried to interrupt my thoughts and I reached down to pull Brennan upright. I wasn’t going to overthink this. I was going to fuck Brennan as long and as hard as I could. Then I’d send him on his way and the next time I began craving his touch, I’d find some random hook-up who looked like him, who smelled like him, but who didn’t fill my thoughts during every waking hour or invade my dreams at night.
The second Brennan straightened, he reached up to wrap his arm around my neck so he could pull my mouth to his for a kiss. Lust unfurled inside of my belly as he fucked my mouth just like I was fucking his body. I slammed into him several times as I curled my arms around his body, but he caught me off guard when he suddenly began tightening his inner muscles every time I slid out of him.
“Jesus,” I snarled as the friction and pressure intensified tenfold and I began slinging into him with no finesse and no control. His back was pressed to my front and with my arms wrapped around him like they were, there was no space between our bodies and I realized I’d gotten exactly what I’d wanted. It was more than just fucking in that moment.
I felt Brennan’s fingers digging into my forearm where I was holding him, but he hadn’t moved his other arm from my neck. He’d stopped kissing me because he was grunting too much to actually keep his lips against mine and I heard whimpers start to bubble up from his throat as he clung to me. I dropped one of my hands to grip his cock and began jerking him off with heavy drags, the copious amount of pre-cum dripping from his dick acting as natural lubricant.
“Memphis!” he cried out as he bucked his hips forward and then slammed them back to meet my forward thrusts. He kept saying my name over and over, pleading with me, so I shifted my hips just a little and hit his prostate on my next pass. And just like that he exploded in my hand, his hot cum slipping over my fingers. His keening cry of relief was my undoing and I ignored the fact that my hand was covered in cum and wrapped my arm back around his waist and held him in place, rutting into him as my orgasm tore through me. I buried my face against his neck as my hips rolled uncontrollably against his, driving me deeper and deeper until my release finally filled the condom.
I didn’t move for the longest time and actually wouldn’t have except that I felt a gentle tug on my hair. I lifted my head and was immediately met with a deep, searching kiss. I kissed Brennan back and swallowed his groan when my cock slipped from his body. He turned in my arms and kissed me like we’d been doing it for a lifetime. I had no idea how long we stood there for as we came down from our high, but it wasn’t until our breathing had returned to normal that Brennan released my mouth and pressed his forehead to mine.
“Do you want me to go?” he asked timidly.
Yes.
“No,” I whispered and then I kissed him. I had no idea what the fuck I was doing but I did know I wasn’t done with him yet. I just needed him one more time and then I’d be able to get him out of my system. Just once more.
Liar.
* * *
Once more wasn’t enough. Twice just made me hungry for the third time. And since I’d known how sore Brennan’s body had to have been from the three times I’d fucked him since he’d walked into the hotel room, the last time I didn’t even penetrate his body. Hell, I’d barely even waited for him to wake up before I’d pulled his sleeping form close to me so that his back had been pressed to my front and had settled my cock between his crease so that his ass cheeks had cradled my shaft. He’d woken up around the third or fourth pass of my dick sliding through the tunnel his tight globes had formed and had reached behind him to rest his hand on my thigh as I’d rolled my hips against him. I’d kissed him non-stop as I’d jerked him off but I’d actually come before him. The second his cock had finished pulsing in my hand, I’d turned him on his belly and split his cheeks open so I could watch my cum slide over his perfect pink hole. And then I’d done something I’d never in my life even considered doing. I’d leaned down and licked the entire length of his crease, collecting my essence as I went and then I’d rolled him onto his back and shared it with him. He’d eagerly licked every last drop off my tongue and lips and then he’d kissed me softly until his eyes had drifted shut. I’d held him only long enough till I was sure he was sleeping before I’d gotten out of bed.