Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 75720 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75720 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
“Eat my ass just like that, fuck, Noah, oh fuck. Finger me.”
His words drifted back into moans as I slid my finger inside him. His velvet-soft walls gripped me, pulled me. I probed, pushing in deeper, rubbing against him. It was like pressing on a nuclear button, over and over again. His body squirmed on the couch.
My fiancé, my soon-to-be husband.
My soul mate.
I continued to work him with my finger, using another to stretch him open. It wasn’t long before he cried out for more of me. More than just my fingers.
I spat into my hand and stroked it over my stiff cock. It pulsed in my hand as I looked down at Jake’s ass. “Spread it open for me,” I told him, watching as he reached back and grabbed himself, opening himself for me. I lined my cock up with his hole, relishing in the moment just before penetration. That delicate moment right before the world turned upside down from the pleasure.
I pushed in. He didn’t resist me, his hole stretching to take me in. He gasped as I sunk into him. The sensation of being inside him was one that even nirvana couldn’t compete with. I slowly rubbed his back, holding myself there, letting him feel every single inch of me.
“Oh, Noah, I love you. I love how you feel inside me.”
I answered him with a thrust. He gave another gasp, crying out my name. Over and over again, getting louder as I fucked him harder. It felt like being on a tight wire strung up high between two skyscrapers. We were teetering on the top of the world, getting higher with every thrust. I could feel Jake’s body tightening around me, feel his walls clenching.
He cried out, and I knew I’d fucked him right over the edge. He pushed back, coming hard onto the floor as I buried myself balls-deep in his ass. The way his orgasm made him convulse sent me over my own edge. I unloaded, emptying all I had, filling him with my seed, grunting with every shot. The world spun. Had we really fallen off the tightrope? Were we barreling through an empty sky? I couldn’t quite tell, not with how fried my circuits were.
I leaned forward, closing my eyes and kissing Jake’s neck. He still held me inside of him. Both of us were gasping for breath.
And then came the laughs, the giddy little chuckles that turned us both into a sweaty pile of come and bliss. I kissed him again as I slowly pulled out of him.
“Fuck,” Jake said, turning around so he could look me in the eyes with his sex-drunk gaze. “Is that what I’ve got to look forward to for the rest of my life?”
“It definitely is,” I said, smiling as we kissed, and I gave his softening cock a playful tug. “Why, are you having second thoughts?”
“No, the opposite. I’m wondering how I could live forever so that this never ends,” he replied, pulling me into his arms and pressing our spent bodies together, kissing me in a way that melted me.
We somehow managed to walk to the bed, using our mushy legs to carry us there, where we talked about possible wedding venues and honeymoon locations. It was a conversation I never imagined having with Jake on the day we were introduced back in the office.
It was all so… unexpected.
Thank goodness that day hadn’t been the end to our story. It proved to have only been the beginning.
The End.