Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 64493 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 258(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64493 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 258(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
“No.”
“He said you were away at school and told me to call you. I chickened out.” I pursed my lips and sighed. “I regret that. I’m haunted by the things I’ve lost when I thought I’d won.”
“No regrets, Vin. We’re here now.”
“I know.” I brought our joined hands to my lips and kissed his knuckles. “I know. And it’s better than I ever thought it could be.”
I held his hand tightly, listening to the gentle lap of water below us, and warblers and crickets somewhere in the distance.
As twilight descended, we went upstairs, undressed in the moonlight, and came together with soft kisses and featherlight caresses. I slowed the pace, pulling away when he clung to me like a koala. It would have been too easy to take and plunder, but I didn’t want this to be about me…my pleasure, my discovery, my needs. I wanted to worship him the way Nolan deserved to be.
I licked him from the column of his throat to his nipples, the dips in his rib cage, his belly button to his V-line. I pressed kisses along the inside of his thigh, his calf, and the arch of his foot. I bit his big toe and he laughed, pulling me on top of him. I changed tactics and manhandled him onto his stomach, urging him to his knees.
“What are you—oh, fuck.”
I pulled his cheeks apart and feasted on his ass as if I couldn’t get enough. I slipped my hand between his knees and stroked his cock while I laved his entrance, loving his deep hum of approval.
“Feel good?”
“Yes, fuck…yes,” Nolan groaned, wriggling under me. “But I want…”
“What do you want, baby? Tell me. I’ll give you anything.”
He tweaked my nipples as he faced me. “Let me do it to you. I want you to feel this too.”
And that was how I found myself ass up, clinging to bed sheets while my male lover tongued my hole. Talk about a first.
This wasn’t a position I’d ever fantasized about being in. I’d always been the one on top and I’d assumed that was what Nolan wanted, but maybe…maybe he wanted my ass. I wasn’t sure how I felt about that, but I gave in to sensation and enjoyed the attention.
It wasn’t hard to do. He awakened nerve endings I hadn’t known existed. Sparks tingled along my spine, igniting an inferno deep in my core. My stiff cock leaked precum onto the sheets. I didn’t dare touch it, knowing one firm tug would set me off.
Pressure built with every not-so-innocent flick of his tongue. He was turning me into a pile of mushy, needy goo. I wanted more than I knew how to ask for.
Till he straightened and rested his shaft on my crease.
“Holy fuck, Nol,” I panted.
He folded himself over me and whispered in my ear, “Can I?”
I blinked furiously and licked my lips while a mini parade of questions played out in my head: Will it hurt? Will you go slow? How does it feel? Will I like it? Will you be disappointed if I hate it? Will this change anything or everything?
Yeah, my brain was spinning like a top.
I opened my mouth and the only thing that came out was, “Yeah.”
Nolan kissed the shell of my ear and sat up to grab supplies. I buried my head in the pillow, feeling vaguely sorry for my poor limp dick, withering from his proud boned-out state to a sad semi. A condom wrapper opened, the lube bottle clicked, and a slick finger grazed my entrance before slipping inside.
Okay, that was…good. A little different, but not bad.
He coaxed my cock to life with one talented hand while he fingered me, hooking his digit and massaging my prostate with— Oh.
Oh, yeah. I liked that.
Two fingers, more prostate action. Three fingers…yeah, no kidding—three fucking fingers in my ass and I was a ho for him. Writhing, grunting, moaning. My dick was at full sail again and I wanted something I never thought I’d be seconds from begging for. I wanted him to fuck me.
“I think you’re ready, but if it’s too much or you need me to stop, tell me and I will. I promise I’ll make it good for you.”
An unintelligible grunt was all I had in me, but Nolan understood. He tapped his cock on my hole and slowly inched his way in.
So…let me say this, it was weird and invasive and it hurt. Then it didn’t. I felt too full, though, and I wasn’t into that…until he started moving. Slow, gentle thrusts. He caressed my shoulders, ran soothing hands along my sides as he rocked in and out. And suddenly, the fire he’d stoked to life earlier was raging.
I pushed my hips to meet him and nearly blacked out as waves of pleasure rolled over me, one after the other. I could barely catch my breath. I white-knuckled the pillow as I pulled my knees under me, presenting my ass like a gift. Nolan took it gladly.