Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 74968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
“Depends.” I met him pointed look for pointed look. “How good can you be?”
“Oh, I can be so good,” Adler all but purred. “I can blow your mind.”
He put enough emphasis on blow that a satellite from space could’ve picked up his meaning. And his own cock was plenty hard, in case I had any doubts. I’d seen my fair share of naked men in bunkhouses and locker rooms, but this was the first I’d seen one erect and ready up close. Long, lean, and with a pronounced oval head, Adler’s cock was proportionate to the rest of him.
“And if I let you?” I undoubtedly shouldn’t be considering a blowjob from my boss’s best friend out in the open like this—or at all—but we’d come this far. Didn’t have to mean anything, and honestly, I was stunned at how hard my dick pulsed at the notion of Adler sucking me off. In fact, the longer I stared at his erection, the more my hand flexed, an unfamiliar urge to touch.
“Oh, I’d play with that tasty cock for free.” Adler flashed another of those devastating grins of his. “But if you’re offering a reward, I wanna ride a horse before I leave.”
“That all?” I drawled. If Maverick hadn’t been otherwise occupied all week, Adler surely would have gotten his wish by now. With any other guest, I would have likely offered myself or sent him to Kat for a lesson, but I’d let Adler under my skin and then avoided him, probably for reasons related to why my dick was so damn hard at the sight of him on his knees. “I suppose that can be arranged. If you’re good.”
“Trust me. I might not be cowboy material, but I do have a few unique skills.” Adler stuck his tongue out, rolling and contorting it as if tying an imaginary knot, and holy hell if a drop of precum didn’t appear at the tip of my dick at his antics.
“So you say.” Somehow, I managed a disinterested tone. “How about you stop bragging and start working for that reward?”
“Gladly.” Adler reached for my cock, making a happy noise as he fisted it. He took his sweet time stroking me, letting his fingers brush my balls and his thumb tease my cockhead.
“Sun’s a wasting,” I drawled.
“Hold your horses.” He stuck his tongue out again, not to arouse me, but to show more of that bratty side. Accordingly, I brushed his hand aside and gripped my cock myself, teasing his lips and tongue with featherlight passes.
“Watch your manners, or I’ll make sure you hike back still hard,” I warned, even though I had no intention of doing that. But Adler’s cock bobbed as soon as I got stern, so I was happy to keep it up. “Say please.”
“Please.” This time, he used his devilish tongue along the underside of my cock, darting in between my fingers. “I’ll be good.”
“You better.” I removed my hand so he had more room to play, and he made a grateful hum right before taking my cock in his mouth. And, okay, I was solidly in my mid-forties. I’d had more than a couple of blowjobs in my life, but Adler, well, Adler managed to make it look and sound like I’d given him a plate of expensive truffles and told him he had five minutes to eat his fill. He moaned around my cock as he slid deeper, eyes fluttering closed, expression completely content.
“Mmmm.” He made a satisfied noise, and I swear to God, each moan was more erotic than anything he was doing with his tongue. He stuck to a shallow but devastating rhythm. Opening his eyes, he met my gaze, a little mischief returning to his expression.
“That as deep as you can go?” I scoffed when, in truth, what he was doing would work just fine, especially if he got his hand involved again.
Adler’s eyes turned hot and grateful, like my request was exactly what he’d craved. “You want deeper?”
“Oh yeah.” I had a feeling I was going to like whatever trick he unleashed next. He wiggled his mouth for effect, as if he needed to unhinge his jaw like a snake. I might be on the thicker side of average, but I wasn’t that huge. However, my ego didn’t mind the warm-up, especially when he followed it by swallowing me to the root in a single motion, graceful as a swan dive. “Fuck, that’s good.”
Adler moaned like he’d been waiting for my praise all afternoon. Him moaning with my cock deep in his throat was hotter than the midday sun and likely to get me there in short order.
“Let’s see if you can keep doing that if I go faster.” I gave an experimental thrust forward, watching his expression carefully to make sure he was good.