Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 104682 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 523(@200wpm)___ 419(@250wpm)___ 349(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104682 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 523(@200wpm)___ 419(@250wpm)___ 349(@300wpm)
Even now, as Jude's strong fingers brushed my painfully hard shaft as he rolled the latex over it, I felt out of control. I couldn't stop touching him, kissing him as he worked. It was a unique brand of torture as Jude prepped me by slathering some lube onto my covered dick. I sucked in a breath as his fingers sought out my balls. When he began massaging them, I growled, "No more,” and then lifted him off the vanity. I slammed my mouth down on his and kissed him until he was helplessly grinding his body against mine.
"Nikolai," Jude breathed in excitement. I gave him one more hard kiss and then spun him around so he was facing the mirror. I placed my hand on his back and urged him down until he was lying flat, his glorious ass exposed to me. Snatching up what was left of the lube, I emptied the remainder of the packet onto my fingers.
The sight of Jude's hole had me pausing and then, before I could even think better of it, I dropped to my knees behind him and went in for the kill. Jude cried out in surprise the second my lips came into contact with his sensitive skin. I held his hips firmly to keep him from twisting away as I licked and sucked at his opening. His cries of shock quickly turned into whimpers of need and then he was pressing his ass backwards to greet my seeking tongue. I kept up the sensuous torture until I felt his entrance begin to relax. I stiffened my tongue as much as I could and then pushed it as far into Jude's body as I could get it.
"Fuck, God, oh fuck," Jude repeated over and over again. I would've enjoyed the challenge of making him come just from my tongue in his ass, but my own cock was a torturous reminder that it wouldn't be enough. Not this first time, anyway.
I collected some of the lube that had ended up spread over Jude's hips as I’d held him down and used that to push my finger into his body. Jude dropped his forehead to the vanity. The sexy little whimpers continued, but he was no longer saying any words that made sense. I gave his body a few moments to adjust to the entry of my finger before I eased it out of him and replaced it with the head of my dick. The feel of his body stretching to accommodate me as I fed him my length did something to me. Even as his body instinctively fought to keep me out, it sucked me in and seemed to beg for more. It left me feeling primal and raw. Like I’d finally claimed Jude in the way I'd been meant to from the moment we’d met.
As much as I wanted to shove in balls deep, I knew better. Jude's body might have seemed like it was effortlessly adapting to mine, but I knew the man beneath me was dealing with a maelstrom of sensations and emotions. Not only did his body need to adjust, his head needed to wrap around what was happening. I didn't care how many hookups he’d had at places like Club Four, this was different and he and I both knew it.
I was about halfway inside of him when I leaned over Jude's back and began pressing kisses between his shoulder blades. I whispered every word of praise I could think of as he fought his body's own natural inclination to push me back out. His body was shaking violently and while I knew he had to be experiencing some pain, the mere fact that he kept whispering the same word over and over again, loud enough for me to hear it, was proof that he wanted this.
More.
I curled my arm around his waist to shield his body from the sharp edge of the vanity as I pressed forward. Jude's cock bobbed against my forearm every time I shifted my weight just a little bit, leaving a slick trail of pre-cum on my arm.
By the time I was fully seated inside of Jude's amazing body, we were both covered in sweat and breathing hard. Jude was carrying the extra burden of having to hold some of my upper body weight because I was pressed so heavily down on top of him. We were lined up from shoulder to hips with not even a millimeter of space between us and I still had my left arm wrapped around his waist. My right hand sought out his where he had it flattened against the counter. The second my fingers met his, he linked them.
I slowly pulled halfway out of Jude and then slid back in just as slowly. Jude let out a little whimper of joy as he felt that undeniable friction inside of him. So I did it again and again, sliding out a little more each time and pushing in as deep as I could go. I kept the rest of my body still as I worked my hips.