Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 126547 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 633(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 126547 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 633(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
Emil didn’t answer, instead letting his hands talk for him. They traversed the dips and peaks of Adam’s flesh, counted every rib with soft fingertips, making Adam shiver and curl his toes from the tenderness of that touch. Not that tenderness would be all that was on offer, because Emil’s erection was already pressing against his own, both still trapped in jeans.
This was the moment when Adam would pull away, so each of them could take care of their own business, but this time he slid his hand down Emil’s chest with a sense of purpose. The nipple ring was warm against his palm, and he rolled it along with Emil’s flesh, acutely aware of the way Emil’s breath trembled in response. His eyes locked with Emil’s when he cupped him through denim, and though unease scratched at the back of his head, he knew his touch, however unskilled, would be appreciated.
Emil purred against Adam’s cheek like a wild beast. Adam’s, even if not tamed. “This feels so good,” he whispered and kissed along Adam’s jaw, all the way to his ear, until Adam arched his back off the seat, catching air in desperation.
He slid his free hand to Emil’s back, squeezing his flesh as he pulled on his belt, trying to open it in a hurry. “Yes. It does,” he said, shivering with the excitement of that hard length rubbing against his wrist.
He’d made his choice and had no doubt Emil would gladly follow. After all, if they’d agreed that touching each other was okay, what difference did it make if he touched Emil’s thigh, or his cock? It shouldn’t matter. All of Emil’s flesh was equally addictive.
The boldness of Adam’s touch was Emil’s cue. He pulled on Adam’s ear with his teeth as he opened his zipper. Just the sound of it was enough to set Adam’s body on fire, a beautiful metallic buzz he could physically feel gliding down his back.
“I want to make you feel good,” he said, kissing Emil’s neck, and as soon as the pants were open, he pushed his hand in, trembling at the impossible heat trapped there.
Emil groaned and mirrored Adam’s gesture, sliding his long fingers into the heat of Adam’s jeans. “You always do.”
Adam didn’t know what to focus on anymore, overwhelmed by sensations of touching and being touched. He captured Emil’s gaze, breathless as he rubbed his thumb against the smooth head before slowly pumping the cock, and the way the handsome features above twitched was worth more than all the other pleasures in the world combined. He was enchanted, and completely dedicated to his lover’s pleasure.
This felt different to the many times they had jerked themselves off while watching one another, and there would be no turning back from it. He craved to be the one who brought Emil to the edge of orgasm, the cause of Emil’s lust, and the only person who mattered to him.
Emil surprised him when he moved his hips, dragging his cock back and forth through Adam’s fist in a motion reminiscent of that one time when Emil fucked him. There was no reason or logic to Adam’s need, but he wanted to fuck Emil too. He bucked his hips, staring into the endless depths of Emil’s eyes as they moved together, filling the car with their soft grunts.
His body was heating up embarrassingly fast, but what Emil made him feel was too perfect to let it stop him as he rolled his body, desperate to keep this man’s attention forever.
Emil gasped in surprise, but grinned right after. “Do it again,” he whispered, fucking Adam’s hand faster, and squeezing his cock at the same time. “I want to feel your cum dripping down my fingers.”
It was as if Emil had somehow reached inside Adam and caressed the pleasure centers in his brain. Desire washed through Adam’s body like a warm explosion, and released between Emil’s fingers, just like he’d been asked. He uttered a loud moan, soon stifled by Emil’s mouth, and as Emil moved faster, rocking his hips against Adam’s hand, it only felt natural for Adam to wrap his legs around them.
“On me. Please,” he begged, squeezing his fingers around the throbbing cock.
He didn’t have to ask twice. His words worked like a charm, and Emil drowned him in a kiss as the heat of his spunk shot over Adam’s belly, and all the way to his chest. And he’d been the one to do it, the one to make Emil come so fast and hard. In that moment it felt as if he was orgasming all over again, deep in his head, but it was no less real than the first time. Without thinking, he grabbed Emil’s hand and pulled it up his stomach, through their sperm, and arched off the seat for another kiss, this one deep, thorough, and led by him.