Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 95883 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 479(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95883 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 479(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
With his fingers gripping his calves, Royce pulled Marc’s legs wider apart and bent down, pressing open-mouthed kisses along the inside of his thigh. Marc hissed and bowed his back off the bed, thrusting his cock into the air. Royce smiled against Marc’s leg, watching the motion out of the corner of his eye. He’d get to that shortly. For now, he’d make Marc writhe on the bed, soft cries filling the air as he moved slowly, closer to his groin.
“Tell me what you want,” he commanded. His hands were on the backs of Marc’s thighs, continuing the deep massage he’d started on his calves. He leaned forward and licked the inside of his pelvic bone on the left side and then the right.
“Fuck me. Please. Need you. Need to feel you, Royce.”
“And how do you want to be fucked?” Royce moved lower, licking along the soft flesh inside of his hip while carefully avoiding his leaking cock.
“Don’t care. However you want. Whatever you want.”
He could feel his own dick growing harder with each desperate word. His hands gripped Marc’s legs harder, fighting the urge to snatch up the condom and lube and ending their torment right then and there. But instead, he gave them both a little something by dragging his tongue up Marc’s cock. A loud howl of pleasure echoed through the room from Marc, but he held perfectly still, his body painfully taut as he waited for Royce to do it again.
Royce eyed the drop of pre-come balanced on the dark purple head of Marc’s cock. It was a nice, long cock with a good girth. He’d loved having it in his mouth earlier. Leaning close, he knew that Marc could feel his hot breath on his velvety flesh, and still he waited, unmoving. Marc’s breaths came in short, desperate pants.
Starting at the base, Royce ran the flat of his tongue up, following the thick veins running along his cock until he reached the head. Then he took his cock inside of his mouth, swallowing him down. Fuck, he tasted good. Their last time had been faster, less time for him to savor him.
As he sucked, he fondled Marc’s sac, tugging on his balls to see exactly how loud he could get the man to cry out. Marc was so wonderfully vocal. It was as if all that careful control that reined in his every response in life abruptly stopped when it came to sex. Nothing was censored or hindered. Marc made it clear exactly how much he was enjoying something. It was fucking hot.
Releasing his balls, Royce slid a finger down across his perineum and carefully circled his hole. At the same time, Royce could feel Marc’s cock swelling on his tongue. He quickly pulled off and reached for the lube.
“No!” Marc cried out. One blind hand reached out for Royce to pull him back down, but he easily dodged, chuckling. “So fucking close.”
“I know. I’m going to be in you when you come.” The plastic snap of the lube cap filled the room and Marc sighed with relief.
“Yes. Need you in me.” And with that, he sounded centered again.
Royce poured some lube on his fingers and closed the lid. “Flip over. On your hands and knees.”
Marc carefully moved to obey, dropping his head to the mattress with a groan as Royce used one hand to part his cheeks while one lubed finger circled the tight pucker. He pressed inside the incredible heat with only a small hiss from Marc. He pulled back and when he moved to push inside again, Marc moved with him, groaning.
“More.”
He added a second finger, stretching him even more, earning a louder moan from Marc. With a smirk, he crooked his finger, brushing against his prostate. Just the slightest bit of pressure before pulling away again, but it was enough to get a full-body shudder.
“Please, Royce. Now. I’m so close. I can’t…fuck…”
Royce continued to thrust his fingers into Marc a few more times while he reached for the condom with his free hand. Sweat glistened on Marc’s back, and his breathing had become desperate pants. He was hovering on the edge, and Royce wanted to be inside of him when he finally pushed him over.
Withdrawing his fingers, he quickly tore open the wrapper, pulled on the condom, and slathered on some lube. He lined up behind Marc, sliding his left hand up his spine, before pressing slowly past the tight outer ring of muscles. Marc swore and groaned, causing Royce to immediately stop.
“Oh God, don’t stop now. Please. All of you.”
Royce leaned forward and pressed a kiss to the back of Marc’s shoulder. He pulled out a little before pushing forward again. Marc begged again and again for faster, harder, but Royce clenched his teeth and moved slow, inch by inch, dragging out that first moment, until he was fully seated, as long as he could. By the time he was deep inside of Marc, they were both sweating and breathless. Royce closed his eyes and pressed his forehead to Marc’s back. He was so fucking close already. Marc felt so tight, so perfect around him. A part of him wanted to stay just like that forever. While another part wanted to fuck him so hard, they both saw stars.