Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 79308 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79308 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
My balls were already high and tight, begging for release, but I’d die before I allowed myself to come before Corbin.
“Yes…God yes. Fuck me.” Corbin wrapped a hand around his shaft, jerking himself off. His body shook each time I pumped into him, his eyes still not venturing away from me. Did he like what he saw?
“I want you looking at me when you come. Don’t turn away.”
“I won’t. Come here. Need your mouth.” His legs fell off me when I leaned down and kissed him, tongue fucking his mouth along with my dick in his hole. There had been a strange connection to him from the start, but it intensified in this moment, like every meeting between us had been leading up to it. I didn’t understand it and thought maybe I was losing it for even thinking that way, but he was The Charmer, wasn’t he? Corbin had certainly charmed me.
His body tensed below me, and I could tell his orgasm was building. I leaned back so we could look at each other. He kept stroking, and I kept fucking. “Come for me, Corb. Let me feel your perfect ass spasm around my cock so I can give you my load too.”
Those seemed to be the magic words. Looking straight into my eyes, Corbin arched toward me, hole pulsing as his cock shot. Cum landed on his stomach, his neck, his chin, eyes blissed out and a small smile on his face. Something about seeing him right then made my heart stumble in my chest before it picked up again, and my own orgasm took me over. I slammed into him, my dick twitching inside him as I filled the condom.
Leaning down, I licked the cum from his skin, tasting his salty pleasure before collapsing to the bed beside him, pulling Corbin with me. My cock slipped out of him, Corbin lying on my chest, and he smiled down at me.
“I like your smile,” I admitted. “I want to keep making you do it.”
His pupils blew wide, what I said seeming to give him pause, like no one had said things like this to him, which I couldn’t make sense of. But then his lips just stretched wider, Corbin leaning down to kiss me. “That was really fucking good,” Corbin said, changing the subject back to sex again.
“You were really fucking good.”
“Sex is my specialty. My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,” he joked.
“Don’t do that. Don’t try and make it sound like that’s the only reason you’re in this bed or the only thing you’re good at. I’ll spank your little ass.”
“You say that as if I wouldn’t want you to.” He tried to pull away, but I wrapped my arms around him.
“Kiss me again. Then I’m going to take care of you.”
He nodded, didn’t speak as he took my mouth. The kiss was slow, languid, but that didn’t take away from the hunger of it. There was a whole lot more emotion there than I was expecting, but it didn’t make me want to run.
When we parted, I laid Corbin down on the mattress. “Don’t move.”
“Yes, sir.”
I rolled my eyes before heading into the bathroom. After disposing of the condom, I cleaned up, then wet a washcloth for him. I sat on the side of the bed and cleaned the sweat and spunk from his skin.
“Still don’t move,” I said, and he chuckled.
I went to the kitchen to see what I could find for us to eat. There wasn’t a lot, but I grabbed a bowl with fruit, cut some cheese, and added crackers. It would have to work.
When I got back to my room, he was exactly where I left him.
Corbin rolled his eyes. “You expect me to eat after that spectacular fucking?”
“I do, but we’ll do lots of cuddling at the same time. Naked CB time.”
“You like this whole CB thing more than you’re willing to admit.” Corbin sat up. I turned off the lights except for the lamp on the nightstand, then joined him in bed.
I bit into a strawberry, juice leaking down my fingers. “Open.”
Corbin did as I said, and I slid my finger between his lips. He sucked the juice away, and then I fed him the other bite of the strawberry.
“Tell me more about you and Marcus.”
Corbin frowned, the expression on his face changing.
Maybe I’d gotten this wrong. Maybe he had feelings for Marcus after all.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Corbin
“You don’t have to if it’s too personal,” Spencer said.
“What? No. That’s not it at all. I…I’m surprised you want to sit and talk after. I know what you said, but…well, I mean, I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, considering I’m so irresistible.” It wasn’t as if most men wanted to have a conversation with me after sex.
“You are, but you’re also playing a game right now. You don’t have to pretend with me, Corbin.”