Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 67398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Moving away to hide my complicated feelings, I carefully arranged myself in the hammock, then helped Nolan stretch out next to me. Our bodies pressed together, fuzzy legs rubbing against each other, hands linked, lips more than close enough to kiss, which we did in a lazy fashion, no hurry to get to anywhere other than right here.
“This is cuddly.” Nolan nestled in even closer with a big yawn. He seemed about to drift off into a little nap, but then he lit up with a fresh wave of that Nolan energy, pointing at the sky. “There are stars! I thought stargazing might be a euphemism, but I do see stars.”
“Better make a wish.” I kissed his cheek. I’d seen these stars a thousand times but never through Nolan’s eyes. And in all honesty, there were any number of better spots to see the stars on the island, but Nolan seemed full of wonder nonetheless. He even screwed up his face like he was thinking hard about his wish. “Gonna tell me what you wished for?”
He shook his head, avoiding my gaze.
“What if I kiss it out of you?” My tone was teasing, but I was curious, especially with him acting all shy about it.
“You could try.”
Pulling him close enough to throw a leg over his, I kissed him with a lot more purpose than our earlier leisurely kisses. I used my tongue, lips, and a little hint of teeth, along with everything else I’d learned Nolan liked. He moaned against my mouth, hand coming to my shoulder, gripping tightly.
Deciding he was plenty pliant, I pulled back to ask, “What did you wish for?”
“No fair.” Nolan noticeably didn’t answer, instead tugging me down for more kisses, which I happily gave. “And no fair turning me on when anything more than kissing could end up with us on the floor or worse.”
“Bet I could get you off without tipping either of us.” I raised my eyebrows to issue a challenge, which Nolan seemed inclined to take.
“You think so?”
“I know so.” I snaked a hand down his torso, easily finding his hard and ready cock. Nolan arched up to meet my grip, already breathing hard. Yep. This would be too easy. “The better question is, do you think you could go again if I get you off once out here?”
“Uh-huh.” He kissed me eagerly. The hammock swayed softly, adding to the sexiness of the moment. “I’d sure like to try.”
I started jacking Nolan’s cock, a slow but steady rhythm. He attempted to rock with the motion of my hand, but he tensed every time the hammock moved.
“Okay, this is dangerous and sexy.” His breath came in nervous little pants.
“I’m not gonna let you fall, promise.” I stroked his neck, shoulders, and side with my free hand. I meant the words for so much more than simply a round of hammock sex. The urge to be his anchor and safety net was almost palpable. I wanted to be a safe place for him. “Just let go, Nolan.”
“Trying…” He tensed again, but this time, I sped up my strokes and kissed his neck, and he gradually melted for me. “Oh. Oh. This is good.”
“Yeah, it is.” I sucked on the skin where his neck and shoulder met, leaving a mark his shirt would cover. I’d know it was there, though, and that turned me on and made my own cock throb.
“Why don’t I get to touch you?” Nolan issued the complaint without any real effort, making a halfhearted attempt to get a hand on my cock, but I moved his arm away.
“Safety first, remember?” In actuality, I had one foot ready to counterbalance the hammock if needed and undoubtedly could come if I wanted to. However, my need to draw this night out was greater, and I also wanted inside Nolan again.
“Yeah.” Nolan groaned softly. This time, when he tensed, his expression was one of pleasure, not nerves. I knew he liked things a bit slick when stroking off, so I spit in my palm before tightening my grip. He made an approving noise. “Yeah. Merry.”
“That’s it. Come for me,” I urged in a low whisper. Every small groan and gasp from Nolan turned me on that much more.
“Yes.” Nolan came on a long exhale, and I had to clamp down on the urge to do the same without being touched.
“Okay, now you.” He reached for me while continuing to tremble. The hammock lurched, so I steadied it with my foot and dodged his grabby hands.
“Easy there, tiger.” I chuckled and kissed his forehead. “Remember, we’re still in a hammock.”
“Oh.” Nolan’s mouth formed a perfect circle. “Right.”
“Now, carefully get out and make your way to the shower.” I helped him, holding the hammock steady for his exit. “I’ll grab the condoms and lube.”
“I like this plan already.” Nolan gave a little shimmy on his way back into the house.