Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 49178 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49178 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
“God, baby,” he grunted. “You’re so fucking good at this.”
I pulled off just long enough to say, “And you taste so fucking good,” then went back down, sucking him slow and wet and steady, letting my spit coat him until it dripped down to his thighs. I used one hand to stroke what I couldn’t take, the other hand gripping his hip like I could anchor myself there forever. Being here, on my knees, servicing Benny, it was nearly too hot for me to handle. I looked up, seeing a towering body made of pure muscle, his eyes rolling to the back of his skull as his lips curled into a blissed-out smile.
Benny bucked just slightly into my mouth, and I let him. I wanted it. Wanted to be used and fucked and loved all at once. I wanted to give Benny all the pleasure he deserved. Wanted to worship him like the god he was.
His hand left my head and then I heard the slick sound of spit hitting skin. He bent down, his cock still stuffed in my mouth but his hand moving down my back. I shivered before I even felt his fingers at my hole. His slicked-up fingertips circled me, teasing, pressing just enough to make me gasp against the base of his cock. I arched back, allowing him a better angle to play with me.
“Look at that. You’re so fucking hungry for it, aren’t you,” he murmured. “You’d let me fuck you right here on the floor, wouldn’t you?”
I nodded, cock throbbing untouched between my legs. A strong breeze in that moment would have had me blow my load.
He slid one finger inside me, slow but firm, and I whimpered around his dick. My whole body clenched around the intrusion and begged for more.
I didn’t stop sucking him as he started fucking me with his fingers. First one, then two, scissoring me open while I tried not to come just from that alone. I moaned around his length as he hit that spot, that secret, electric place that made my eyes roll back and my thighs shake.
“Fuck, Sam,” he groaned, thrusting into my mouth a little deeper. “You’re dripping. Look at you.”
“I need you,” I said, pulling off with spit dripping down my chin. “Benny, please, give me more.”
He reached down, grabbed me by the jaw, and pulled me up to my feet. He kissed me deep. It was like he wanted to pour every filthy, dirty thought into me through his mouth. Claiming me with his kiss. Our hard cocks rubbed together, sending a flurry of electrical shocks through my body.
“On the bed,” he said, voice gravel-thick, teeth nipping at my bottom lip. My knees trembled. “And hold your legs up in the air. Show me that tight hole of yours.”
I scrambled up and got on the mattress, pulling my legs up and spreading myself wide, doing as I was told. I was raw and desperate and wide open for him.
“Jesus Christ,” Benny whispered, crawling over me, his cock dragging along my thigh as he kissed my chest and reached between us. He slicked up his fingers again and slid in a third, stretching me wide, making me groan as I threw my head back against the pillow.
“You’re taking it so good,” he whispered against my neck. “Taking me so good.”
My whole body was on fire. Every nerve ending was tuned to him.
“Benny,” I gasped. “I need your cock. I need it now.”
“Yeah? My fingers not enough?”
“No, Benny. I need you to fuck me.”
“Mm-hmm, your body’s begging for it. Fuck.” Benny pulled his fingers out. He leaned over and grabbed the lube out of the nightstand. He squirted a generous amount onto his palm and spread it over his thick cock.
He lined himself up, eyes locked on mine. “I’ve got you, baby.”
And then he pushed in.
Slow. Controlled. Fucking decadent.
My mouth dropped open, but no sound came out at first, just breath. Just feeling. He slid in deeper, inch by inch, stretching me open until his hips met the backs of my thighs and his cock was buried balls-deep inside me.
I’d never felt so full. So wanted.
So completely fucking his.
We didn’t move at first.
We just breathed together, sinking into the ocean of pleasure that surrounded us.
Benny’s hand brushed my cheek as his other arm braced beside my head, and in his eyes I didn’t see lust. I saw everything. Trust and wonder and passion. A kind of aching, powerful connection that made my heart trip over itself.
“You okay?” he whispered, voice ragged.
I nodded, overwhelmed. “Don’t stop.”
And with that, he started to thrust.
22
BENNY
Time slowed to a stop when I buried myself inside of Sam.
Birds froze in midair, rivers ceased flowing, the earth quit its spinning.
It was heavenly. Seeing Sam’s O-shaped lips, seeing his eyebrows dip with pleasure. He didn’t need to say how much he wanted this, his body did all the talking. His hole tightened around me. As if pulling me in deeper, deeper, deeper.