Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 105161 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 526(@200wpm)___ 421(@250wpm)___ 351(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105161 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 526(@200wpm)___ 421(@250wpm)___ 351(@300wpm)
He reached out his hands and began wiping the cum off my face with delicate swipes of his fingers and thumbs. The concern in his eyes was sweet as hell, and the creases in his forehead just confirmed how worried he was about it.
“I’m sorry,” he said again. After a second, he held his messy hands up and grinned sheepishly. “What the hell do I do now?”
“If you were really gay, you’d lick them clean.”
Hudson hesitated for a beat before he realized I was joking. “Maybe if it was your spunk, I would,” he said, taking me by surprise. “But I have no interest in tasting myself. Tried it once when I was a teen and decided it wasn’t my thing.”
I stood up to lead him to the en suite so he could wash his hands. My dick bitched and moaned the whole way, especially when I turned to see Hudson’s naked body standing tall in the brighter light of the bathroom beside me. Fuck, he was something to look at. Muscled thighs atop long legs, capped with a meaty, squishable arse. I wanted to put my hands all over him.
Once his hands were clean, he turned to look down at my little problem.
“Get on the bed,” he said with a low voice that made my stomach drop. He leaned in and kissed my lips softly, lingering along the bottom one before sucking it into his mouth and running the tip of his tongue along it. The move only made me harder. “We’re nowhere close to done yet.”
I was on my back in the center of the big bed in half a second, splayed out and desperate for more of Hudson’s hands on me and his commanding voice in my ear.
13
Hudson
Hudson’s Words To Live By:
Oral sex is like Christmas. ’Tis better to give than to receive. Oh, who am I kidding? ’Tis better to do both.
Hudson’s Words To Live By: (Take Two)
Oral sex is like voting. One should do it early and often.
Suddenly it was my turn to get Charlie off, and I felt like I was under the spotlight on center stage. There he was, laid out in all of his creamy-skinned glory, and I had a momentary panic of not knowing what to do with him.
The man must have read my mind.
“Come up here and kiss me, Hudson,” he said softly. His voice was like a siren song, and I followed it to his mouth.
As soon as I went in for the kiss, I naturally slid on top of him and felt the expanse of his naked body against mine. It felt so damned good. Even though he was smaller than I was, he felt solid and warm, strong and firm. His dick poked up into my lower abdomen, and the feel of it only made me hotter for him. There was not one bit of strangeness about the fact he was a man instead of a woman. Nothing about that part of it made me feel wrong. What made me feel odd was the slight tremor of unease that this was only a onetime deal.
But it was. It was my one wild night, and I was going to make the most of it.
I moved my mouth down along the angle of his chin to the slender expanse of his neck. He smelled delicious and tasted both salty and sweet. My fingers found one of his nipples before I decided to move down and nibble on it. Charlie threw his head back with a hiss and wrapped his legs around my back. The move aligned his cock with my chest as he arched up into me.
“Yes, Hud,” he breathed. “Feels good. Your mouth on me, your lips…”
I ran my fingertips down his breastbone to his belly button. His stomach muscles contracted and bunched as my hands roved lower.
“Please,” he whimpered as his cock pushed into my chest again. “Please, Hudson.”
He was hard as hell and dripping. The sticky fluid from his tip made a track up my torso and lit a fire in my groin. I tucked my chin to my chest so I could take a swipe at it with my tongue to see what it tasted like.
The sound that came out of Charlie when my tongue hit the skin of his cockhead made my balls tighten. He was sucking in air and whimpering with need. It made my desire to please him even greater than before.
I wanted to make it good for him. I wanted him to have the best orgasm of his life.
My brain frantically flipped through the Rolodex of every oral-sex tip I’d ever heard my brothers spout. I mouthed the tip and then sucked it onto my tongue and licked underneath.
Another hiss from Charlie. “Whatever you do, don’t stop.”
I wasn’t planning on it.
My hand cupped his balls like he’d done to mine. I pulled more of his shaft into my mouth and tried not to gag when it went too far. As soon as I pulled off a bit, I was back at it, trying to suck it in as deep as I could stand since I knew that would feel good for him.