Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 81272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
“Yesssss,” I hissed. Damned if my body didn’t tremble already. My cock flexed against my stomach, hungry and needy for Rush.
“Be a good boy and stay still so I can play. I know you can do it because you’re so fucking perfect, Linc.” He sucked one of my nipples, and my body jerked forward, arching off the bed toward him. Then he sucked the other, flicking his tongue over the hard pebble. “Mmm. This one tastes good too.”
“Fuck, it feels good, Rush.”
He did it again and again until I was panting. It was as if I’d let go. Sex was never an issue with me, not since I started having it. And I’d had a whole lot over the years. I was good at sex and confident in bed, but I wasn’t sure I ever let go the way I did with Rush. Wasn’t sure I’d ever just given control of my body and trusted someone to take care of me.
Rush’s tongue traced the dips and hills of my abs, circled my belly button, the whole time telling me how sexy I was, how beautiful. It sent me to another world, another universe, filled with him.
When he pulled back, I reached for him, trying to yank him back.
Rush chuckled. “Someone must really want me.”
“I mean, you’re aight,” I teased.
Smirking, Rush bent over and sucked my cock into the heat of his mouth. “Fuck yes!” I cried out as he blew me, working my shaft with his skilled tongue.
I thrust and he took it, not quite to the same extent that I allowed him to fuck my mouth, but hey, not everyone could be as good as me at sucking dick.
“You ever gonna give me this in my ass, Red? I’ll take it. Such a perfect fucking cock. I’d ride you, let you fill my ass.”
My body overheated at his words. I was hot and sweaty and so fucking turned on.
“You know why I want your dick?” he asked.
“Why?” I closed my eyes, focused on the feel of him as he sucked my crown, then lowered more to lick my balls.
“Because it’s you. Who wouldn’t want such a pretty cock inside them? Pink and white and those tight balls of yours. I can’t tell you how many times I jacked off in this bed, thinking about you.”
For a moment, I thought something was wrong with me. I was vibrating and moaning and his mouth was on me again. It was the best feeling in the world.
When he pulled off, I growled at him. “Suck me!”
“No,” Rush replied with a wink. Leaning back, he knelt, resting his ass on his heels. He wrapped his hand around my hip and tugged at me, and I helped him along, wrapping my legs over his thighs and around his waist, my lower half at a slight angle upward.
He held the bottle while I opened the top for him, and then he trickled cold lube onto my cock. It was an electric shock, my body thrusting up toward him.
Rush’s tight fist held on to me as he began jerking my cock. I pumped my hips, thrusting into his grip.
“If I could use my other hand, I’d rub it up and down your thighs, flick your nipples, play with that tight ball sac of yours. Then I’d let my finger sneak down your taint so I could finger my favorite hole.”
“Oh God, Rush.” I thrashed, but he steadied me.
“Best hole I ever had.”
He jerked me off faster, and my insides began to spin out of control. My orgasm was there, fighting to be let free. “I’m gonna come. Fuck, I’m gonna come.”
And then his hand was gone, and I ordered, “Jerk me off again!”
“Tsk, tsk. Someone’s getting demanding. I’m not ready for you to come yet, Pretty Boy.”
“Oh God.”
And then the sweet torture started a second time. He stroked me, played with my balls over and over until I was on the brink of orgasm, and then he’d stop. I was a sweaty, stammering mess, begging for his cock, begging for release, but Rush wouldn’t give it to me.
He just kept…worshipping me. That was what he’d promised, wasn’t it?
“Turn over. Get on your hands and knees. Let me see that sweet ass of yours.”
“Totally taking you up on that,” I replied, doing as he said. “Look at my arch. Isn’t it pretty?” I’d spent a whole lot of years perfecting it.
“Yes, it is. So fucking pretty.” Rush ran his fingers down my spine. When he rubbed his stubbled cheek against my ass, I saw stars. His tongue lashed back and forth over my hole, and I pushed back toward him, put my chest on the bed, my ass nice and high for him.
“Look at this tight, pink hole waiting for me. I dream about this hole. Think about keeping you in this bed so I can eat it and fuck it anytime I want.”