Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 71915 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71915 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
I inhaled sharply when his hand cupped my ass, then felt his warm breath as he kissed my cheek through the material of my briefs. He growled and bit the meaty part, making my stomach feel like molten lava. “You’re so hot like this.”
When his fingers latched onto the waistband of my briefs and tugged the material down to expose my ass, I gasped. This was Remy, my best friend’s brother, and though we’d already done stuff with our hands and mouths, I’d never been quite as vulnerable to him as I was now.
“God, Alex.” When he swore under his breath and trailed his nails along the apple of my cheek and down my thigh, I trembled all over, despite wanting to crawl away and hide my head beneath his pillow.
I heard the click of the bottle top and looked over my shoulder to see him winding a shiny palm around his cock to spread the lube. He leaned forward to kiss each of my bare cheeks just as I felt his slick finger push at my hole. Fuck yes.
I moaned as he penetrated me. His other hand brushed the small of my back as his lips feathered down the knobs of my spine. It was an act of tenderness I hadn’t expected from him, and it made my chest ache. Keeping it quick and dirty was probably best, but I desperately wanted this too, I realized. Even if it hurt later. Because I was beginning to think it would smart at least a little—likely, a lot—when this ended between us.
“Love how tight you are,” he gritted as he finger-fucked me, and all I could do was shudder as the second digit rubbed against my prostate.
After another jaw-clenching minute, his fingers were gone, and he positioned himself behind me, lining up his cock. “I can’t…I need this so bad.”
“Thank fuck.” My voice was hoarse as I bent my head and screwed my eyes shut.
The head of his cock prodded me in a slow, deliberate manner before he finally breached my hole.
“Oh God,” I panted, enjoying the fullness and burn as he thrust farther inside. He stilled briefly, leaning over my back and curling an arm around my chest like he’d done at the bar. As if to center himself or me, I didn’t know which. I loved it regardless. Like he was being careful with me, like I mattered.
Once he was buried to the hilt, his fingers dug into my hips as he rocked in shallow thrusts as if holding himself back.
I groaned in frustration, pushing my ass back and fucking myself on his cock. “Harder. Need it.”
“Yeah?” He gripped my hip and fucked into me like a man possessed. It was the perfect frenetic rhythm, and I moaned every time his groin slapped against my ass.
Sweat lined my brow as I panted heavily and wound my hand around my own aching cock.
I lifted my torso and jerked myself as Remy’s hand curled around my nape, grounding me. “Pinch your nipples.”
My trembling hand lifted to my chest, and just like that, I came apart for him, crying out and spurting my load onto his sheets.
“So fucking hot.” Remy tensed behind me, fingers digging into my waist as he shuddered through his orgasm, spurting his come deep inside me.
We sank to the sheets, his weight crushing me a little, but I wasn’t complaining as he breathed heavily against my hair.
After another minute, he pulled his softening cock out of me and stood to dispose of the condom. I knew I needed to get myself cleaned up and head out, but I was having trouble moving.
I held in a gasp when I felt him slide back into bed and pull me against him. He’d taken off the jacket and his shirt, and I couldn’t blame him for that. His bare arms tightened around me.
“See? You’re a good cuddler,” I teased.
“Eh, only with guys who smell like chlorine and are named Carl.”
“That really narrows it down then.”
He hummed against my hair, and I was glad he couldn’t see my beaming smile. Being in his arms and his bed felt too fucking good.
A few minutes later, before I got too settled or drowsy, I rolled out of his grasp. “Better head back to the dorm.”
He helped me clean up, using the towel hanging on the closet doorknob, and we both got dressed. As I slipped back into my jacket, I could smell him, and I basked in it. At least for now. It might torment me later.
After he walked me to the front door, I turned to say goodbye, only to realize he was heading outside with me. “What are you doing?”
“Thought I’d walk with you.” He shut the door behind him.
“What? No, you don’t have—”
“I want to.”
Warmth settled in my stomach. No way I’d pass up the opportunity to spend more time with him.