Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 69945 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69945 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
“That’s it. Are you going to come for me? Are you going to show me how much you love having your ass stuffed full?”
“Damn, you fucking love to talk in bed. It’s so hot. Tell me more. Tell me everything you want.”
“I want to see your cum shoot across my chest. I don’t need to deny who you are, what you are. I want to feel it. I want to watch your desperation. And then I’m going to fill you. I’m going to fill your tight, hot ass.”
“Yes. Oh God, Dominic, yes.” He shattered, and I worked him harder as he came. Watching him was glorious. He ground back onto me, working his hips frantically, nearly dragging me over the edge with him.
Finally spent, he collapsed down on my chest. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him tight as I drove my hips up into him again and again until hot bliss raced down my spine, and I let go, pumping out every drop of cum into his ass.
When I could speak, I told Corey to get on his hands and knees. He seemed only half conscious, and he moved slowly. I spanked his ass. “Hurry up. I want to see my cum sliding out of you.”
He managed to get into position like I demanded, and I shifted until I was seated behind him. I was almost able to get hard again seeing his hole stuffed full, the cum running down his legs. I used my finger to scoop it up and push it back into him. Then I rose up on my knees and pushed my cock into him. “There you go. Do you feel that? Do you feel me fucking it back into you, plugging you up so you have to keep it inside?”
“God, Dominic. So good. So fucking good.” His arm slipped, and he went down to his elbows. I stroked his back. “Such a good boy. So good. It’s okay, you can rest.”
I ruffled his hair with my hand. I knew I would be in pain later. My muscles would spasm, and I would regret not being cautious, but this was so worth it. I wanted to pretend that this was it—this was the one time I was going to allow this to happen, but I knew better. I wasn’t going to let him go, not for a while, not while he was here under my roof. He was going to stay here with me, where I could watch over him every minute. And I was going to touch him as often as I possibly could.
I pulled out of Corey, and he groaned. “I’m going to need another shower.”
When he started to giggle, I couldn’t help myself, I laughed with him. How long had it been since I’d really laughed, let myself go, and enjoyed the moment? A damn long time, and it felt so good.
Corey turned around and looked at me. “You’re hot as hell when you’re scowling at me, but when you’re laughing? Damn, you devastate me like this.”
“I think I already did that with my cock.”
“Jokes too. Who are you?”
I closed my eyes and considered for a moment. “I don’t know. I’m not myself when I’m with you.”
“Is that true, or are you more yourself than ever?”
Fuck, he was way too perceptive. “I don’t even remember who I was. I don’t think I was ever….” I shook my head. What the hell was I doing, saying things like that?
My leg spasmed then, bringing me back to reality. Nothing reminded me of who I really was like the pain I still felt from the fire.
“Lie down,” Corey insisted. He rolled to his side and studied me. He’d seen the pain on my face. How did he see so much?
“I’m fine.” I made myself stand. “I should shower and then—”
“Dom. Don’t run away, not right now.”
“I have work to do.”
He sighed. “Okay, but wouldn’t you feel better if you let me massage your leg and your arm?”
“Probably.”
“Dominic.”
“I need some time alone. I…this is more than I’ve interacted with anyone in a long time.” I could tell Corey was trying to understand, to not look hurt. I was so wrong for him. This was going to end in disaster. “You can shower here after I’m done.”
He shook his head. “I’ll wear your robe and go back to my room. All my things are there anyway.”
“For now, I would like this to be our secret.”
“Because you’re straight.” The sarcasm in his voice hit me like a punch to the gut.
“No.” I shook my head. I could handle the boys teasing me about that. It was the strength of my feelings that was the problem.
They’d always told me I should try being with a man, and it wasn’t like anyone would truly judge me. But now I understood what they meant when they said their men belonged to them, and they’d known it from the start. Corey wasn’t just my responsibility; he was mine. I didn’t want to let him go, and I wasn’t going to change my mind when all this was over—if I was still alive then.