Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 80821 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 404(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80821 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 404(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
“Jesus, baby. Fuck yes. That’s so goddamned good.”
I’ve been told I’m good at a lot of things in my life, but it’s never gone straight to my head like it does in this moment, never filled me up and made me feel alive the way it does now. The only thing I can compare it to is working with Tripp, building with him. In such a short time, he’s become almost all that’s good in my life.
Tripp, Meadow, and my brothers.
I keep working his cock with my mouth, loving the way he tastes and feels. This is all such a rush, I swear I feel like I could come just from pleasuring Tripp, fingering him and blowing him and knowing I’m making him feel so fucking good.
“Stop, stop.”
I immediately pull off him.
“Sorry. You weren’t doing anything wrong. I was really close to coming, and I don’t want to do that until you’re inside me.”
“I want that too.”
Tripp pulls me down and kisses me. “I don’t know if I can make it last this time. I want you too much.”
His desire for me makes me feel like I can fly, makes me feel like despite everything in my life, I’m the luckiest person in the fucking world. Tripp Cassidy, the kindest man I have ever known, wants me.
“I don’t need that this time. I just need you.”
The blue of his eyes nearly disappears behind his widened pupils. “Christ, I’m in so much trouble.”
“Why?”
“Shh. It’s good. You want me like this? On my back?”
My gaze finds his lips. “Yes. I can reach your mouth that way.”
He smiles. “I like the sound of that.” I pull my fingers out of him, then move so I’m between his legs. Without me having to ask, Tripp says, “Condoms are in the same drawer. Then lube that big cock for me first.” Which is obvious, and something I would have assumed, but I also like that he told me. I like knowing what to expect.
Once I’ve taken care of the protection, I pump lube into my palm, hands shaking slightly as I slick myself up.
I’m about to fuck a guy.
I’m about to fuck Tripp, this man I feel way too much for.
He keeps his legs open wide and pulled back for me. He’s so fucking sexy like this, so beautiful. I bend over him, Tripp’s hand at the back of my head as our mouths again find each other. He strokes my tongue with his while I hold the base of my erection, pushing against his hole, trying to work my way inside.
His ass clamps down on my cock, hot and tight and sucking me in. I move slowly, not wanting to go too fast and hurt Tripp, needing this to be perfect for him. His hand tightens in my hair, Tripp kissing me harder when I push farther in. I can’t believe how his body is opening up for me, what it feels like to be surround by Tripp’s heat.
More, more, more. I keep pushing and we keep kissing until I’m all the way inside.
“Fuck.” I drop my forehead against his, the two of us just breathing for a moment.
“Yeah, that’s all I’ve got too,” Tripp says. “You’re fucking big.”
“Too big?”
He chuckles. “Hey now. Are you trying to get dick compliments?” His ass spasms around my cock with his laughter, and heat races down my spine.
“No…”
“Perfect big,” he adds.
“I really need to fuck you.”
“That makes two of us.”
I pull back, leaving the head of my erection inside him, before thrusting my hips forward. Tripp moves with me, our bodies in sync, him taking and me giving, over and over again. The room is already spinning, my skin tingling and sensitive. Fucking Tripp feels better than nearly anything in my life ever has, like every small pleasure I’ve had throughout my life is coalescing into this one moment, making it bigger and better and perfect.
“So good, baby. Harder.” He pumps lube into his hand, then strokes himself while I give him what he asked for. I’d give Tripp anything he asked for, always, I’m fairly certain.
His bed hits the wall, and not gonna lie, I’m filled with pride over that, at how hard I’m taking him and how good it clearly feels to him. Our gazes meet and hold, Tripp’s mouth open slightly in pleasure, and I’m so fucking thankful for him, for this moment and how he makes me feel.
“Right there, baby. Fuck. You’re about to make me come.”
My fingers squeeze his hips, hold him so damn tightly, like I’m going to lose him if I don’t keep my hands on him. I’m lingering close to the edge, my orgasm seconds away from taking me under, and then Tripp’s body arches upward, his ass squeezing my cock as the first spurt of his release lands on his stomach.