Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
It’s my turn to tremble, my balls tightening in excitement.
“Right? That was good, wasn’t it? I can’t believe I said it!”
A lightness fills my chest. “Really fucking good.”
“This is fun!” His voice is full of enthusiasm before he gets serious. “I’m going to suck you now.”
“I’m looking forward to it. Make sure you give my balls some love. I like that.”
He nods, clearly taking my request to heart, then lowers his mouth and goes straight for my nuts. He’s tentative at first, licking them, kissing them, pushing his nose between my legs and inhaling a deep breath.
“God, I love that. So musky and masculine.” There’s awe in his voice, like he’s amazed by the fact that he’s here, doing this, but also like it really is something he loves.
He uses his tongue to lap at my balls again while I run my fingers through his short, neat hair, watching him. “That’s it. Fuck, that’s good.”
Instead of licking his way up my shaft the way I did with him, Harry kisses it—once, twice, three, four times—up, up, up until he gets to the tip. He wraps his hand around my shaft, then just looks at me, not in my eyes, but at my dick, like now that he’s there, he’s having second thoughts.
“You don’t have to.”
“What? No. I want to. It’s just the thickest cock I’ve ever tried to suck.”
“Whatever you do, I’m going to like it. Mouth on dick equals fun.”
It’s his turn to chuckle, then he says, “I got this,” and damned if my pulse doesn’t kick up a notch. It’s the cutest fucking thing I’ve ever heard.
Before my brain can get past that thought, Harry is going down on my cock, mouth stretched, sucking me with more skill than I think he’s aware he has. He flicks his tongue in this really sexy way, all enthusiasm and eagerness, which is much hotter than I’ve ever considered before.
“Fuck yes,” I say, watching him. He uses his other hand to play with my nuts while he’s working me with his mouth and… “Are you smiling around my cock?”
He nods, the smile growing, before he’s concentrating on my dick again. His saliva is running down my shaft, down my balls, Harry sucking me like a popsicle. He pulls off a moment, going back to my sac again.
“Your dick isn’t easy on the jaw.”
“Take your time.” Yeah, I’m dying to bust my nut, but I also don’t want to rush this. I’m never going to see him again, and while that shouldn’t matter, and in the grand scheme of things I guess it doesn’t, I’m bummed.
“I want it, though…wanna taste you. Wanna be the one to make you come.”
My cock twitches against my stomach, less because the words are hot and more because they’re so earnest. Harry wasn’t trying to be sexy when he said them. He wasn’t trying to turn me on. He was just telling me the truth, and damned if that doesn’t have my dick throbbing even harder.
I grab the base and hold my dick up, offering it to him. “I can promise you that it’s not going to take much to work a load out of my balls. You’ve got me so hot for you.”
He bites his bottom lip, looking shy, before he shakes the expression away. “You don’t have to give me compliments. I’m already going to blow you.”
“It’s not—” My words are cut off by his hot, wet mouth. He’s even more eager than before, bobbing on my dick, mouth stretched, moans and delicious sounds falling from my lips as he savors my dick.
It feels so good, my vision blurs. My body tingles, and just like I told him I would, I’m already careening toward my orgasm. When he uses his hand to play with my balls again, I’m gone, lost to the most incredible sensations washing over me, balls drawn up, dick twitching in his mouth as I fill it with my salty cum.
Just like I did with him, Harry swallows me down, takes all of me, sucking and savoring until he’s milked every drop out of me.
“I can’t move,” I tell him. “Can’t I just sleep here?”
He chuckles. “I think I’m going to be good at this.”
“You definitely are. I’m honored to be your first slutty experience.” And as much as I wish I could just stay here, I know I can’t. “I have to go…I’m sorry.”
He frowns as if surprised by my apology, but it’s not like I’m supposed to stay. This is a hookup. This is where one of us always leaves, and I’ve never apologized for it before.
“Yeah…I should probably finish up the closing duties. I can’t believe I stopped working to blow a guy. What a night.”
I grin as he gets up, and then I do the same. “Yeah, what a night.”