Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 78088 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78088 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
He should’ve know Vaughan would be a controlling ass bottom as much as he was a controlling top. “You watching my ass swallow your dick, sweetheart?” Vaughan huffed, never losing momentum. He wasn’t going crazy on him like Duke knew he could, but he was damn sure fucking him good enough to make him beg for more.
Duke whined. “Please don’t stop. Don’t ever stop, V.”
“Never.” Vaughan slowed his pace and changed up the tempo. Moved his hips in a slow winding grind, like he was stripper. His beautiful body fit him perfectly. All that toned muscle over flawless golden skin made Duke feel like he was fuckin’ his own personal god. When he was able to catch his breath albeit only briefly, he realized that the intensity of the slow drag up and down his wet cock was just as erotic as the fast-paced fucking. Only the slow was more sensual, more intimate. He adored how Vaughan could fuck him like he was being punished in the best way and he could make such slow sweet love to him that Duke felt like the most beloved man in the world.
“Oh babe. I’m gonna come. I can’t hold it. You feel too damn good.” Duke’s face was still buried in the small thatch of slick hairs on Vaughan’s chest. He twisted his head back and forth, his lips brushing against his lover’s hard sternum as he spread his legs and held on for the ride. And oh did his man ride him.
His balls tingled and pulled up snug to his body. Duke spit in his palm and grabbed Vaughan’s pale cock that was sticking out the side of his tiny g-string. It only took a few strokes before Vaughan was painfully squeezing Duke’s shoulders and spraying their chests with his come, groaning Duke’s name over and over in his ear.
“Yes, baby. Fuck yes.” Duke made sure that Vaughan was spent before he licked his fingers clean and held on to that toned ass, thrusting up into him with everything he had. He was no longer responsible for whatever came out of his mouth as his orgasm shot to the surface at a mind-altering speed. Without a second thought, Duke flipped them both over, Vaughan sinking face first into the plush mattress.
“Fuck me,” Vaughan said shakily, staring back at Duke with eyes half hooded from his release, his hand underneath him lazily pulling on his semi-hard cock.
Duke knew he only had a few seconds before he was going to explode. It’d been way to long. He sank back fast and deep into Vaughan and hammered into his perfect ass like it’d been years since he’d topped. God, it had.
He used both hands to hold Vaughan in the perfect position so he could pound him how he wanted him. Duke was showing any and every one that he was still the motherfuckin’ man and anyone who questioned it or challenged it would find out the hard way.
“You are mine. All. Fuckin’. Mine,” Duke said between thrusts.
“Yes!” Vaughan yelled beneath him. “Fuckin’ show me.”
Trying desperately to keep his eyes open to watch the erotic scene, Duke pushed in as deep as he could possibly go and howled his release deep inside his lover’s ass. Bellowing his victory. He pressed his forehead against the back of Vaughan’s neck and jerked with each pulse of his cock. Flinched with each spurt of his seed. Fuck. It was so primal. Duke felt like a completely new man.
Though Vaughan loved to top and top Duke hard, he wasn’t threatened by letting Duke lead sometimes. Knowing he’d need it. Needed to flip his own dominant switch on every now and then. Letting them know Duke was still an alpha. Always would be.
The End