Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 95886 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 479(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95886 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 479(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
“Can’t wait to be inside you.” Garrick stole another kiss as he continued to fuck Rain open with his fingers.
“How about now?” Never exactly known for his patience, Rain was even more insistent than usual, voice rough and needy. Enough kisses and grinding and Garrick’s magical digits and this was all going to be over far too quickly. “Wanna try your cock before I come on your fingers.”
“Now there’s an image.” Garrick smiled wickedly right as he rubbed against Rain’s gland a final time before withdrawing his fingers. Rain grabbed for the condom and lube, getting Garrick slicked up and ready in record time.
“Uh-huh. But I like this picture more.” He winked at Garrick as he moved into position, holding Garrick steady with one hand.
“Fuck. Me too.” Eyes wide, Garrick kept his gaze locked on Rain, and he felt seen in a way that transcended sex. He paused, drinking the moment in for several seconds before gradually lowering down.
“Damn. You’re bigger than that toy, that’s for sure.” Bigger than Garrick’s fingers as well, his cockhead providing an insistent stretch that forced him to descend more gradually, working Garrick’s cock with little rocks of his hips.
“Ha. Sweet-talker. Go slow as you need.”
Still impatient, he pushed through the burn, seeking that moment when everything got bright and wonderful again. Like now. The moment Garrick slid deep enough, broad cockhead producing perfect pressure against his spot. All he could do was moan.
“Oh. Right...there.”
“Fuck. You’re so damn hot.” The wonder in Garrick’s eyes was like a drug to Rain, making him preen. He moved more freely now, sliding up and back, each long motion a fresh wave of pleasure.
“Can... Tell me how it feels to you?” He was intensely curious about Garrick’s side of the experience, not wanting to dwell if his sensations were somewhat diminished, but wanting to know nonetheless. Needing it good for him so badly, he slowed while waiting for Garrick’s response.
“Feels amazing. Hot. Tight. And...” Garrick trailed off on a moan as Rain tensed his inner muscles, gripping and releasing his cock. “Yeah, show-off, that too. Damn.”
“Want to move faster.” Knowing Garrick was feeling all the pleasure made him bolder. Needier. More driven to get them both off.
“Do it. Fuck me.” Garrick rested his hands on Rain’s hips, encouraging him. Stretching, Rain luxuriated in the freedom of this position, how damn good Garrick’s gaze locked on his felt, warm and urgent. Made it so damn easy to ride Garrick fast and hard until they were both groaning. He didn’t want to come yet, but when Garrick moved to stroking his torso, he couldn’t hold back a hungry whimper.
“Yeah. Like that. Fuck. Touch me. Please.” Nothing was stopping him from reaching for his own cock, but somehow it was so much hotter when Garrick did it.
“Mmm. Love it when you ask nice.” Chuckling, Garrick ran a single finger down the length of Rain’s straining shaft.
“For real. Come on. Please.”
“Gonna come all over me?” Giving in to Rain’s begging, Garrick gripped his cock firmly, matching Rain’s rhythm.
“Yeah. Yeah. Want it.” Falling forward slightly, he braced himself on Garrick’s broad chest, which made Garrick groan, head falling back.
“Go hard as you need it.” Voice rough, Garrick sounded as strung out as Rain felt. “It’s good. So good.”
“Fuck yes it is.” Drinking in the verbal encouragement, he moved faster now, fucking himself harder against Garrick.
“That’s it. Like that, baby.”
Simply the sound of Garrick’s voice, so low and gruff, along with the way his face was scrunched up, pleasure contorting his rugged features, had Rain riding the edge, balls tightening, abs and thighs tensing.
“Close. Are...” He backed off the question at the last moment, wanting Garrick to come with him in the worst way, but also not wanting to pressure him. This alone was so good, so perfect, so right. And it wasn’t simply the physical—Garrick’s solid body under him, hard cock providing exactly the pressure Rain craved—it was the way Garrick looked at him, like Rain was the answer to every deep question he’d ever had. Made Rain feel like he was flying, made it hard to back off the rising pleasure, carrying him higher. “Damn. Need...”
“Whatever you need. Wanna feel you go.” Garrick stroked his cock faster now, other hand urging Rain on. “Harder.”
“God. Right...” Fuck. Forget flying. This was a headlong tumble into climax, one he was powerless to stop, moving harder and faster against Garrick, chasing every last good feeling. “Oh, fuck, Garrick. That’s...”
And then he was coming, intense spurts all over Garrick’s fist and chest that made him dig his fingers into Garrick’s chest, trying not to collapse from the waves of pleasure.
“Yeah. Yeah. That’s right. Damn.” Garrick didn’t seem to mind Rain’s death grip at all, eyes going hot and needy, as he moved Rain onward with his hands, keeping the fuck and all the amazing sensations going.