Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
“What’s wrong?” Matteo asked, crowding close to Luke as he continued to hesitate.
“I think my roommates might have done something to my room as a surprise. Let me go up first.”
Matteo snorted in his ear. “I’m sure it’s fine. Let’s go up.” As he spoke, Matteo’s fingers dug into Luke’s hip, and he pulled Luke back, allowing Matteo to press his semi-hard cock against his ass. Brain cells died in the great rush of blood that poured out of his brain and into his cock. Whatever hesitance and common sense he had left was rotting away so that all there was left was a need to come.
“Uh-huh,” Luke grunted and charged up the stairs, with Matteo following close behind.
It looked like a Halloween store devoured a Hallmark store and then threw up in his room. Everywhere his eyes traveled, there were strings of paper bats hanging from the ceiling, bouquets of black roses, flickering purple lights suspended up like Christmas lights, and black candles mounted on tall candlesticks that had ravens carved into them. Black rose petals were sprinkled across the floor, and more covered the bed in the shape of a heart. It was all in shades of black and purple.
“Wow. You didn’t tell me your roommates were goths,” Matteo murmured, peering over my shoulder.
“Uh…yeah…goths,” Luke mumbled, his brain still trying to wrap around what he was seeing.
Matteo snickered and pushed Luke to get him moving. “It’s sweet. Besides, I had an emo phase during high school. My inner teenager thinks this is amazing. Totally the bedroom I would have loved to have when I was sixteen.”
That helped. As long as the demons’ decorating attempts did not freak Matteo out, it didn’t matter. He ascended the last couple of steps and pulled Matteo to the bed. Their lips crashed together in another heated kiss, chasing away the last of the chill from their time outside.
Clothes flew off to cover the floor with the rose petals while hot skin brushed together. A moan drifted from Luke’s throat as Matteo’s hands slid down his back and into his briefs to squeeze both of his ass cheeks. He was so lightheaded. The room spun, and only Matteo’s touch was keeping him grounded. Nothing had ever felt so good, so right.
They tumbled onto the narrow bed with a bounce. The frame and springs squealed like a banshee in complaint, making them laugh.
“Um…are your roommates home? Because they’re going to be able to hear what’s happening, thanks to this bed.”
“No, they’re out. Bible study group.” Luke pushed Matteo onto the mattress and kissed his way along his throat and across his collarbone. He paused to lick and suck at one nipple until Matteo groaned. The other was treated to the same torment before he moved to his stomach and that delicious soft skin on the inside of his hip bone. He pulled away only long enough to shove aside his dark blue briefs, freeing a cock thick enough to squeeze a whimper out of Luke. Oh, God. It was going to stretch him and fill him so good.
Matteo wrapped his fingers around the base and stroked himself. Luke couldn’t tear his eyes away. It was like being hypnotized.
“Can I fuck you?” Matteo whispered, his voice rough and tight.
“Please,” he panted. He leaned in and licked the crown, swiping away a bead of pre-cum with his tongue. That little taste made him desperate for more. He bobbed his head on that dick, stretching his jaw, taking as much as he could. Matteo’s musky scent filled his nose, and that soft, smooth skin slid along his tongue. Matteo cried out and released the base of his shaft to thread his fingers through Luke’s hair.
“Luke! Please, gotta stop. We need…we need supplies.”
At least one of them was thinking clearly. Luke reluctantly allowed Matteo to slip from his mouth. He reached to his nightstand and dug out a condom and some lube. While Matteo worked to get the condom on, Luke spread some lube on his fingers and began stretching himself.
“Hey!” Matteo cried. “That’s my job! You can’t have all the fun.”
Luke chuckled, but it turned into a surprised scream when Matteo pulled him down and took over the job of working slick fingers into his hole. He groaned, a brain-melting mix of pain and pleasure rushing through his body as Matteo prepped him. Sweat broke out across his skin, and his cock ached for more attention.
“Matteo, honey…please. Now. Fuck me now,” he pleaded. He shifted onto his knees, lifting his ass. Matteo had three fingers worked into him, and while it felt amazing, it wasn’t what he wanted.
“Mmmm,” Matteo hummed as he removed his fingers and brushed the slick head of his dick against Luke’s hole. “I think I love when you call me honey.”
Luke opened his mouth to say that he would be happy to call Matteo anything he wanted, but words escaped him as Matteo pressed into him. The burn and stretch were exquisite, stealing the breath right out of his lungs. Matteo moved slowly, thrusting forward and withdrawing, easing into him as though he had all the patience in the world.