Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 73010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
I take firm hold of his thighs and spin him to his stomach. Micah clutches the pillow and buries his head, his moan muffled.
“Damn, this ass.” I knead his cheeks, feathering soft kisses on each side as he writhes against the mattress. Impatient as ever, Micah lifts to his knees and slides his hands behind him to part his cheeks, inviting me in.
“Fucking hell,” I growl, drawing his hips closer and wasting no time swiping the length of his crease with my tongue. He gasps as I get to work on that tantalizing hole, licking, sucking, and nibbling around his tender pucker.
Skin softening, I prod my tongue inside as Micah groans and squirms, fisting the sheets. He tastes like sweat mixed with the fancy soap from our hotel room, and I can’t get enough of wriggling my tongue into his hole until he’s a pleading, sobbing mess. “Please, J.”
I pull back after one last lick and reach for the lube, liberally drenching my fingers and cock as he rolls to his back. It’s his favorite position because he likes watching me. I confess I like it too.
My hand winds around his neck as I bend forward to bring our mouths together. He eagerly kisses me back, nipping my lip and sucking on my tongue until my eyes practically cross with raw need.
When my finger reaches down to his taint, he lifts his knees to smooth the way. Prodding my finger inside his hole, his lips part, his eyes glassy. I make quick work of adding a second digit. Our eyes hold as I thrust in and out of his ass, and soon enough, there’s bald desperation in his gaze.
I remove my fingers and adjust my hands to the underside of his knees. Going bare is one of the best feelings, but I can’t help drawing out the anticipation. “Tell me how much you need me to fuck you.”
“I need it bad. Don’t want anyone else inside me. Only you, my husband, the man of my dreams,” he murmurs, and my heart nearly gives out because, holy fuck, hearing those words from the man I love is heady.
I bend to kiss his jaw, cheeks, and lips before I line up my cock to his entrance. His entire body trembles as I prod against his hole, barely penetrating it.
“I’ll never want anyone but you,” I whisper as I rock farther inside. He gasps as his eyes spring to mine. His face is flushed pink, his gaze soft, a sheen of sweat dampening his bangs.
My hand trails up his chest to his shoulder, squeezing for leverage. I shift to his neck, my fingers caressing his fluttering pulse, content that it matches my own.
My initial thrusts are shallow as I grow accustomed to his tightness and heat, the pressure perfect, like we were always tailor-made for each other.
I watch as, inch by inch, my shaft slips between his smooth, round ass cheeks. When my entire length disappears inside his body—inside my husband, my forever love—I nearly unravel right then and there.
I pull almost all the way out, then watch how my cock splits Micah in two again, admiring how fucking hot and debauched he looks.
“Feels so good. Love you so much.” He sighs, seeming completely adrift as my shaft throbs inside him.
My fingers tighten on his thighs as I toggle between leisurely rolls and deeper thrusts, dragging moans and sobs from him.
“Love you more.” I bend to fit my mouth against his, his tongue dipping past my lips and flicking tenderly against mine.
We groan in unison as I push his knees higher and change my position. My pants turn hoarse, and I’m dying to lose myself, but I also need to prolong this incredible feeling.
I can feel his cock leaking between us, so I draw back enough to fit my hand around his warm, stiff shaft and begin stroking.
His hand reaches blindly to grip my thigh as his eyes search mine. “I might die if I don’t come right now.”
My hand grips the back of his knee as I drive into him harder, my other palm messily jerking him off until his hand replaces mine. He pumps his cock in earnest as I watch him chase his orgasm. My knuckles graze his chest, brushing over his hardened nipples, making him writhe and moan.
A vivid flush intensifies over his cheeks and chest before his eyes roll back and he shudders, finally letting go. Hot come spurts between us as he pants roughly, his hole gripping my cock like a tight glove.
Soon enough, I feel the familiar quiver in my groin as my balls feel impossibly full. A tidal wave pulls me under as I shatter, pumping all my seed inside him.
I collapse on top, my skin hot and clammy, my pulse hammering frantically against his. Our fingers intertwine, our mouths and tongues connecting messily until our breaths even out.