Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Of course, Shawn had been smart as hell and put the condoms and lube right where I needed them earlier, and a moment later I couldn’t help but reach for it, slicking my fingers and slowly pushing two into him.
Goddamn he was good to look at. I took my time working my fingers inside him slowly as I admired the toned muscles of his back that he’d earned every inch of.
His palms were laid flat up on the sheets of the bed, and I reached my free hand up to one of them, lacing my fingers through his as I covered the back of his hand with my palm. My cock throbbed at the strangely intimate gesture.
It was turning me on just as much to hold his hand as it was to shove my fingers into his tight hole. Shawn had officially, truly made me crazy.
I needed to come, sooner rather than later. I leaned over his body, getting close to his ear.
“Doing okay?”
He turned his head a little, giving me a sideways glance. “I’d be better with your cock inside me.”
“You ready to take me?” I said.
“Please.”
“Ask for it.”
He moaned as I pushed my fingers deep into him. “Please fuck me.”
I shook my head. “You can do better.”
He paused for a moment, craning his neck back toward me. “You’re not ready for that.”
I clicked my tongue. “You’d be surprised.”
“Fine,” he said, arching his back. “Fuck me like you should have fucked me years ago,” he uttered, making my cock jump. “All those years you could have had me.”
I squeezed my eyes shut for a moment, turning my head to one side.
Impossible. It should have been impossible for that to turn me on, but here I was. I used to be terrified of someone wanting me for anything more than casual, but with Shawn? I bit my lower lip, his words sinking in straight to my brain’s pleasure center.
“Really?” I whispered.
“You know it’s the truth.”
I pulled in a shuddering breath, my cock heavy in front of me.
“Good.”
I reached for the condom, rolling it on and slicking it up. Shawn turned over in bed so that he was on his back, facing up toward me.
My heart pounded a little faster seeing him like that. I could see his eyes like this as he faced me, and already they were doing things to me all over again.
I grabbed the back of his thigh in my hand, pushing back his leg and lining up my dick with his hole. I slowly pushed inside, watching his eyes briefly widen as I stretched him out.
“There you go,” I said slowly, holding his gaze.
He wrapped his legs around my torso, clutching me hard.
“Took you long enough,” he whispered, trying to tease me. But his voice was dropping into a lower register, and I knew he wasn’t going to be able to keep his composure much longer. I couldn’t help but let a small smile play across my lips as I pressed into him, watching him unravel right in front of me.
“I know you need me,” I uttered. I didn’t know why the hell it felt so hot to say it, but it did, and I wasn’t going to question it at this point.
I thrust into him slowly and steadily at first, then as he began to buck his hips along with me, I knew he was ready for more. He moaned, loosening as I started to fuck him faster, biting my bottom lip.
He reached up a hand and gripped around my waist, his fingertips digging into my skin in a way that hurt a little but I also fucking loved.
“Harder,” he begged, giving me a look that felt like a dare.
“Can you handle that?” I asked, cocking my head to one side. My body was hot all over now, and Shawn’s face was flushed pink.
“Please,” he begged.
I reached a hand down to one of his, lacing my fingers between his. It was a small gesture, but holding his hand as I started to fuck him harder and faster seemed to be a recipe for me to lose my goddamn mind. I pressed his hand down onto the cool, downy pillow next to his face, steadying it with my own and pinning him there as I thrust into him.
He reached for his neglected cock and I batted his hand away, wrapping my own fist around him instead. I started to stroke him as I fucked him, and his eyelids dropped as he let out a moan.
“I want you to come for me, Shawn,” I told him. “It’s all I want.”
“I’m going to,” he said, his voice breathy.
I wasn’t thinking about anything else in the world as I fucked him harder, jerking his cock as his moans got louder, the only sound I wanted to hear. “I’ve got you,” I said. “Come for me.”