Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 128702 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 644(@200wpm)___ 515(@250wpm)___ 429(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 128702 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 644(@200wpm)___ 515(@250wpm)___ 429(@300wpm)
“Ohhh. Steele, you’re gonna make me come like this. Don’t stop, please.”
Keeping Tech’s legs around his neck, he flipped them again, placing him down on the mattress with his legs gaped open. His dark pink hole was wet and pulsing for him. He groaned for Tech to give him a condom. He pushed on the tight latex, careful not to stroke himself too hard. He hoped he lasted long enough for Tech to enjoy himself. He was young and virile, lying there squirming, his body begging Steele to wreck it. Tech’s eyes were hooded like he was high. He gave Steele a lazy grin and tucked one hand behind his head while pinching his nipple with the other. He was teasing him, taunting Steele to show him what he had.
Dropping back down, he propped himself up on his elbows so he could see Tech’s face when he penetrated him for the first time. Tech wrapped his legs around him, his heels high up on his back, placing his hole in perfect position. Steele lined up his cock but he didn’t push, drawing on every ounce of self-discipline he possessed.
“Edwin,” Tech crooned, wrapping his arms around his neck, his fingers caressing the short hair at the nape of his neck. “I’ve waited for you for a long time.”
Steele didn’t know how to respond. He thought he understood what Tech was saying, but he had no words to relay what he felt. He could show him. He leaned in and slanted his mouth over Tech’s, whispering soft words in Estonian while he pushed his dick just past the first ring of resistance. Tech gripped his neck, squeezing his eyes closed at the first bite of exquisite pain.
“No. Look at me, armastaja.” Steele inched in further, called Tech his lover, his sweet lover. It’s who he was and if he had any say, it’s who he would be for a long time.
Tech just barely opened his eyes and Steele pushed in an inch more. Tech was constricting the head of his dick so hard he thought he might not get any more blood flow to it. “Baby, you’re tight. Tell me you’re okay,” Steele gritted through clenched teeth.
“Yes, yes. Keep going,” Tech moaned, his mouth pressed against Steele’s chin. His breath was hot and labored, his body trembling under him. It wasn’t nerves because Tech used his legs to push Steele in deeper and cried out in bliss, his neck arching, the tendons straining as he took the length Steele had to give him.
If only he really knew how much else he had to give. Steele may not be the hottest man out there and damn sure wasn’t the trendiest, but he knew what honor meant. He lived it, it was ingrained in him. He could be a good man to Tech if he let him. A good partner. He’d treasure the man in his arms until his last breath. Thinking those things while he was inside Tech made the sensations that much greater. He could just stare at Tech for hours and not get bored. He could talk to him for four-and-a-half hours on the phone – like they had the other night – and still not want to hang up. Tech’s insight was endless and he had a quirky sense of humor, a way of making Steele feel like he was twenty-five again.
“I love it when you speak that language,” Tech sighed, rolling his hips so Steele was in a better position.
Steele added his own sounds to the dim room. Sounds he hadn’t made in a long time. Sounds of pleasure… and happiness. “Ma ei ole kunagi mõelnud, mida tunneksid, nii hea.”
Tech mewled in his ear then licked his shoulder. Steele wished at that moment he’d not blown his father off when he tried to teach him Estonian, but he did know a few endearing phrases. “Sa oled nii ilus.” Steele thrust one last time so he was fully surrounded by Tech’s heat.
“Tell me. Please tell me what you said.” Tech’s eyes were a lighter brown without the dark-framed glasses. Steele found himself mesmerized, staring down at him.
He’d tell Tech anything, everything if he could make Steele always feel like this. Steele inched out a little and pushed back inside like he couldn’t stand not being as deep as possible. He captured Tech’s leg behind his knee and pulled it up to his shoulder, growling at the man’s flexibility. He kept their chests pressed together, leaning his forehead against Tech’s. He whispered, “I said I never thought you would feel this good.” He kissed Tech deeply and increased the speed of his thrusts, but only by a fraction. He didn’t want this to end, but the racing of his pulse and the pressure in his balls made him terrified to continue. Tech may have wanted Steele to devour his body, but the man was doing a number on his heart. “You are so beautiful. You feel so soft and smooth.”