Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 81272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
His back went rigid. “Oh fuck. Stop. I’m gonna come.” His breathing was sharp, quick, short puffs of air. “Jesus, that gets me. I need your cock. Now.”
I squirted lube onto my prick, and before I could do much of anything, Linc reached behind him, grabbed my rod, sat on it, his back to my chest, and slowly…so fucking slowly, I was enveloped in his tight heat.
When he sat all the way, my dick buried to the hilt, I almost fucking died. “No, no. Don’t move. I’m afraid if you do, I’ll come so hard I can’t recover.”
Linc laughed, and I felt it, felt his hole tighten around me.
“Are you saying I feel good?”
“You feel fucking incredible and you know it.”
“Hmm. You used to be able to handle me better; someone’s slacking…”
I teasingly swatted his ass. “If you hadn’t made me wait so long, we wouldn’t have this problem.”
He didn’t wait for me then. He eased up, then sat down again. My heart nearly gave out. Stars exploded behind my eyes. He seriously owned me in that moment.
With one hand, I held Linc’s hip as he rode my dick. My body already trembled. Tingles ran the length of my spine as he moved up and down, moaning, telling me how good it was.
“Fuck…so full. God, I love feeling full.”
My dick twitched. Was there anything better than being inside Lincoln Gray? I didn’t fucking think so.
He moved his hips so I could see my cock disappear inside him. It was killing me not to move, not to do more, but this was pretty fucking incredible too. Finally, I couldn’t stop myself. I wrapped my good arm around him and stood, keeping my dick buried in his ass.
Linc caught himself on the table, but then moved with me as I situated us so that he leaned over the arm of the couch and I stood behind him. “That was so good, but I need to fucking thrust.”
I pulled out, held his hip, and thrust forward again. Lincoln cried out, screamed. God, I fucking loved to hear Linc go crazy for me.
“Fuck, you should see this…see my dick slide inside you…see how you look when you stretch so prettily to take me.”
Linc spit in his hand, then wrapped it around his dick and started to stroke. I could tell by his choppy breaths and quick movements he was close, which was fucking perfect because I was going to lose it any moment. My hips snapped. I plowed into him, our bodies slapping together.
The second his hole tightened around me, his body trembling in orgasm, I asked, “Let me come on you.” It wasn’t the first time I’d asked, and I was sure it wouldn’t be the last. I wanted to mark him so badly, I couldn’t control it.
“No.”
His answer didn’t surprise me, so I just kept going, kept fucking him until my world splintered apart and I growled out my own orgasm, leaning over his back.
“God, I love being pounded,” he whispered.
“There it is,” I replied, running my hand down his back.
“There what is?”
“Your whole body flushes red when you come—head to toe. I missed that, Red.”
He turned, looked at me, his eyes holding mine. “Red?”
“Yeah.” That’s where his nickname had come from.
“Oh God, Rush. You’re going to wreck me, aren’t you?”
“No.” I shook my head. “But no matter how many times I tell you, you won’t believe me. Not until you learn to really trust me.”
And he didn’t. I knew that and hated it…but he would. I was determined that he would.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Lincoln
Lincoln is so brave. I hope one day I’m not afraid of anything the way he is. ~ Trey
“How’s your arm?” I asked, hoping to change the subject.
I felt as if I were cut open…no, not really open for everyone to see, but like Rush had some sort of magic vision that let him see inside me, and I didn’t like it.
“It’s impossible to feel anything except fucking incredible right now.” Rush took the condom off and walked to my trash to throw it away.
“My ass is like a miracle drug. One night with me and your broken bones don’t feel broken any longer.” My legs were a little shaky when I stood, but I’d just taken an awesome pounding, so of course it was worth it.
“It could maybe even be responsible for world peace,” Rush deadpanned.
“Ooh. I like that. We could have a holiday dedicated to my ass. Like, people stop whatever they’re doing to worship statues of my tight little cheeks.”
“Pray to it,” Rush added. “I really don’t think there’s anything it couldn’t do. World peace is just the beginning, Red.” He grabbed his phone out of the pocket of his jeans and began moving toward my bedroom.
“Oh, hey. Where are you going?” I asked, following behind him.
“I’m tired as shit. Are you going to deny me a nap? If your ass is so amazing, which obviously it is, what does that say about my dick? I mean, the things my dick does to your miracle ass, right? That has to mean I’m sort of responsible for world peace too…and world peace is exhausting. We deserve a nap after that.”