Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 73094 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73094 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
“Jesse,” he muttered in a broken whisper that was hotter than hell.
“Yes?”
“You—you are so—”
His words broke off into another moan as I pushed hard into him again with my fingers, stroking his cock in tandem.
“Hate you,” he whispered.
“No you don’t.”
“I really, really don’t,” he said even louder, his cock throbbing in my fist. I took away my hand after I felt it, wanting to draw it out further, to edge him along. I pulled my fingers out of him a moment later, too, and when he turned to protest, I just gave him another quick swat on his ass.
I could still feel the liquor coursing through me, but the intoxicating feeling of being with Mason like this was a stronger drug.
I ripped open the condom wrapper and started to slide it on. I heard the guys downstairs chanting along to some song, and I was happy to hear that they were occupied far the fuck away from here. Once the condom was over my cock, I took a pause, gripping myself as I looked down at Mason.
An urge flared through me as he turned his neck to look back at me.
“Tell me you want me,” I said, my voice coming out a little raw and husky.
“Jesse,” he replied. “Sometimes I feel like wanting you is all I can fucking do anymore.”
I dipped low and leaned over, moving to catch his mouth in a kiss. I’d planned on it being a quick thing, but the moment my mouth was on his I was hungry again.
My tongue came out against his, the exact type of hot, wet contact I was craving so goddamn badly. I moaned into his mouth and he sucked in a breath, opening for me even further and kissing me deeply. I sucked on his lower lip, trailing my tongue along its ridge.
I could have stayed in that kiss for hours. All fucking night. But Mason’s ass was also shoved up against the side of my body and the insistence of my cock was too hard to ignore.
Before I broke off the kiss I put a hand up to his neck, just gently, with the amount of pressure I knew he loved.
I felt the vibration of his moan on my palm.
“I know you do this all the time, but I didn’t know how badly I needed it,” I whispered as I let my hand roam upward from his neck to his hair.
“There’s nobody like you,” he said. “This is on another… you are on another level.”
“You deserve it.”
“Nobody else knows how to touch me like that. And if they try, it doesn’t feel half as good.”
I hummed near his ear, trying not to let it get to my head. “I am going to fuck you so hard.”
His voice was low and desperate. “Promise?”
“This might hurt,” I told him as I leaned back, gripping my cock and lining the tip up with his hole. I could have stayed down there with him forever but I was also determined not to let this moment pass us by.
“Please,” he said.
I pushed into him gently, and even though I’d worked him open with my fingers, he was tighter than hell around my tip. I’d never been harder in my life, but no matter how rough Mason liked it, I wasn’t going to push into him fast enough to ever really hurt him. Mason shifted his angle beneath me, turning his body into the right position to take me deeper, and I watched him with a quiet awe.
“Fuck, just like that—” Mason said with a hitch in his breath as I worked in past the tip. He groaned a little and I knew the size of it must have hurt, but he wasn’t stopping, and definitely didn’t seem bothered by it.
“Doing so well, baby,” I said, surprised by the tenderness in my own tone. I’d never talked to someone like that before—all the little names that slipped out of my mouth, all of the praise I lavished on him when he deserved it so much.
Since when did I even feel things like that?
Tender little moments and something closer to hopeless romance than my usual removed independence?
That was something that existed uniquely for him, apparently.
Something he brought out in me, and a part of myself I hadn’t even known.
“God, why are you so thick?” he uttered, and I felt a smile land on my lips. I gripped his hips, digging my fingers into his skin.
“Because you’re tight as a vise. Hips up.”
I pulled gently on him and he repositioned, allowing me to comfortably sink an inch deeper inside.
“That’s good. Really good. Push harder.”
It was surprisingly easy to get the rest of my length into him, and a moment later, I’d pushed into him all the way to the base of my cock. I was totally buried inside him now. He groaned as he felt the tops of my thighs meet his ass, and some strange surge of pride rolled through me.