Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 89666 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 448(@200wpm)___ 359(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89666 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 448(@200wpm)___ 359(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
I sucked him hard, bobbing on his dick, taking him deeper each time until he brushed the back of my throat. I held him there and swallowed, the muscles squeezing the spongy head, making him cry out again.
Cocksucking was not one of my favorite things, but I knew I was damn good at it. Plus, feeling Sebastian come apart under me was highly addictive.
A hand came to rest on the top of my head, his fingers lightly twisting in my hair while being careful not to put any pressure on me. I didn’t feel trapped. Just wrapped in Sebastian’s haze of ecstasy.
My cock was throbbing and leaking. I shoved one hand down to unbutton my pants and pushed them to my thighs. Sebastian must have noticed, because he groaned and shifted slightly. One hand remained on my head while the other slid along my spine, the tips of his fingers caressing the curve of my ass.
“Byron, let me fuck you,” Sebastian begged, turning the remains of my brains to complete mush. “I’ll fuck you so good.”
Yeah, this teasing, begging game was over. I needed to be filled before I died.
I pulled my mouth off his dick but continued to stroke him with my fist. “Take off your shirt.”
Sebastian grabbed the edges, looking like he meant to rip it off.
“Wait!” I shouted. “Rip a seam, lose a single button, and I won’t let you fuck me. I’ll make you watch as I fuck myself with a dildo and I won’t let you touch yourself,” I threatened, not believing for a second that I’d be able to go through with it.
Sebastian’s hand clamped on my wrist suddenly, stopping me from stroking him. He squeezed his eyes shut and clenched his teeth as if he were struggling to regain control.
“Um…” He swallowed hard. “Could we circle back to that idea someday? The dildo part.” His voice was so low and rough, it was practically a growl. He was turned-on, and I was wondering what it would be like to be watched in a moment like that.
Later! Later!
I wanted the real thing now.
“Shirt! Condom!” I snapped, pulling free of his hold. I jumped to my feet, snatched up the condom, and threw it at his chest. With him busy, I lowered my pants and underwear to the floor. Unfortunately, I forgot about my damn shoes, forcing me to do a wiggling dance to get everything off without falling over on my damn face. Graceful, I was not. At least Sebastian didn’t seem to notice as he lost his shirt, pushed his pants to his thighs, and fought with the condom wrapper.
Naked and horny, I grabbed the lube and squeezed some onto my fingers. I braced my free hand on Sebastian’s shoulder while I shoved two slick fingers into my hole. The burn and stretch helped to clear my head, but not much as my gaze skimmed Sebastian’s bare chest to where he was rolling the condom down his rock hard dick. So fucking sexy.
The second it was in place, I removed my fingers and put my knees on either side of his hips. The fat head of his cock brushed my slick hole, teasing us both. I lowered myself, hanging on to the back of the futon that noisily creaked with every movement. We cried out in molten hot bliss as he filled me inch by inch. So full at last. He was so hot and thick inside of me, and I was finally so damn full.
But it wasn’t enough.
I rose and dropped, taking him again and again in low, slow strokes. I rolled my hips with each rise, rubbing my aching cock on his incredible stomach.
Everything was so fucking amazing. His flushed face and blown pupils watching me with a rapt, hungry gaze. Each broken pant accompanied by a slap of damp flesh and the creak of the futon’s aging frame. My cock rubbing against him while his massive dick stretched and filled my ass. The thick scent of sweat and sex building between us.
Oh God, I was so close and I didn’t want it to end.
“Harder! Fuck! Bastian, fuck me harder!” I shouted, giving up all semblance of control. I just needed to come.
Sebastian grabbed my ass with his hands and took over, lifting me up and forcing me down hard as he began thrusting upward. The angle had shifted, and he slammed straight into my prostate on the first thrust. Stars exploded before my eyes and an electric current arced through my body. A scream ripped from my lips, and I came so fucking hard I forgot how to breathe. I couldn’t even get my hand to stroke myself. My fingers had a death lock on the back of the futon and I could only rub my dick on Sebastian while I came in seemingly endless waves of bright, hot ecstasy.