Total pages in book: 157
Estimated words: 145088 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 725(@200wpm)___ 580(@250wpm)___ 484(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 145088 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 725(@200wpm)___ 580(@250wpm)___ 484(@300wpm)
Even though the image in the nearby mirror was of Dex on top of him, lowering himself to Hammer’s back, the flashbacks of the sex they’d had earlier today were so sudden and strong Hammer’s cock throbbed at the memory. And yet in the reality of right now, one thrust of hips later Dex’s cockhead passed the sphincter, pushing into Hammer’s ass for a tight fit.
With a groan of pleasure, Dex kissed his nape and snaked his arm under Hammer to knead his pec.
“Jesus, fuck… I’d die for you, you know that?” Dex uttered, and weirdly enough, while it felt like one of the stupid things one said in sex, Hammer, did know that. The bruises on Dex’s arm and shoulder were proof of his sincerity.
“I’d rather you didn’t,” Hammer uttered despite focusing on the presence inside. He kind of expected it to hurt, but maybe after the long rimming, his muscles were eager to give in and opened up to the intrusion? Only the head had pushed in so far, but with Dex’s warm breath tickling his nape, he was eager to feel more and stretched, glancing into the mirror. Dex was tense, as if he were keeping himself back, but his hips still hung above Hammer’s, with the dark shaft linking them together.
Overcome by a wave of heat that crashed over him as if he were resting on the shore of the ocean, Hammer lifted his ass, taking in just a bit more.
This heavy, stiff presence inside was so odd, yet there was a part of him that wanted to see how it would feel to have that cock reach deeper, until he could barely move, surrendered to Dex’s lust. He didn’t want Dex dominating him, that much was clear to him, but he rather liked seeing that horny bunny losing his mind from arousal.
Dex licked him from shoulder blade to nape as he took Hammer’s movement for a green light and pushed. “So fucking hot…” he mumbled, resting some of his weight on top of Hammer and pawing at his chest as though he wanted to make sure he’d touched every inch of hot skin.
He wasn’t rough or too fast, but once he thrust forward, the hard cock kept going in until his stomach pressed to Hammer’s buttocks, locking the shaft inside. Hammer’s head was pulsing as he licked sweat off his upper lip and stared at their reflection, with Dex’s strong form cradling his sprawled body while Hammer’s muscles twitched, relaxing to accommodate the hard dick.
A pressure had built up within him, like a pinch, but since they kept still, evening out their breaths, it eventually dispersed, leaving Hammer with the sensation of being full. Every bit of him yielded to this new experience, and he licked his lips, looking over the shoulder at his lover’s handsome features.
Dex gave him a blissed-out smile when their eyes met and made a little thrust, as if testing the waters. His freckles disappeared in the flush covering his face and chest , but the fresh scar on his cheek was still there, reminding Hammer of the night they met. He was still a slutty bimbo, but there was no denying that with their usual dynamic flipped on its head, he seemed just as in his element.
“Nowhere else I’d rather be,” he rasped, surprising Hammer when his fingers wrapped over those on Hammer’s cock.
How could he be so damn sexy? In his entire life, Hammer had never met anyone who managed to move him quite like this, and the fact that it was a man, who happened to currently be buried balls-deep inside Hammer, made him question everything. But whether he was gay or bisexual didn’t matter in the face of Dex’s roguish smirk.
“What are you laughing at?” he teased, breathless, and arched his body, molding it to Dex’s.
Dex took the bait with a silly grin and squeezed his hand over Hammer’s fingers. “Nothing. I’m just happy to be here.” And to make clear where exactly he was happiest, he thrust again, pressing his balls to Hammer’s ass.
The cocky little fuck.
Well, maybe not so little.
The stupid jokes made Hammer more at ease. Dex’s easy going nature made this fuck about only pleasure and connection instead of some animalistic fight over relationship hierarchy. But that was how Dex always was—easy to handle, sweet, so very fun to be around.
The thrust glided over a sensitive spot, sending a jolt to Hammer’s balls, so he experimented too, rolling his buttocks against the soft cushion of Dex’s pubes. “Look into the mirror, smartass. You ever wanted to be a porn star? That’s your dry run,” he said with a sheepish grin.
He wanted Dex to see them connected, to get even hotter and hornier. To show Hammer the full package of his skill.
"Hardly dry,” Dex chuckled, but looked mesmerized by what he saw in the mirror. He started moving his hips faster as his smile grew. “You look so hot. I wanna do this in front of a mirror with you on top.”