Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 92899 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 372(@250wpm)___ 310(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92899 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 372(@250wpm)___ 310(@300wpm)
“Don’t.” I put my hands over his but didn’t pull them off me. Instead, I caressed them with my thumbs. “If you tell me that’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever done for you, I’m going over to your family’s lodge right this fucking minute with some very choice words for every single person there.”
His laughter vibrated through my back. “Maybe I’m exaggerating, but I’m still…” He blew out a breath. “I’m touched, okay? Very touched.”
This entire conversation made me very uncomfortable. “I can think of better ways to touch you,” I growled.
He laughed again and turned me around to face him. “Which brings me to the thing I said earlier about not saying no.” Tommy’s eyes darkened, but I could also see a sliver of insecurity. “I want to fuck you. Or… or you can fuck me, although I’ll probably be a big giant baby because you have a massive bull-cock, but I’m happy to try.”
I snorted as my dick suddenly perked the fuck up at the thought of thrusting into Tommy’s sexy ass. “Are you missing the tight heat…” I stopped myself from the stupid tease about sex with a woman. “Sorry, that was crude and uncalled for.”
He lifted an eyebrow. “Also inaccurate, considering I’ve had the tight heat of your mouth many, many times the last week or two. And, just so you know, no. There’s not a single moment I’ve missed having sex with a woman. The shittiest orgasm I’ve had with you has still been ten thousand times better than any I’ve had with women.”
Tommy’s words shocked me. “Liar,” I accused, hoping it didn’t sound like the fishing expedition it was.
“Well…” He pursed his lips, considering. “Maybe you’re right.”
“Mpfh.”
A shit-eating grin split his face. “There haven’t been any shitty orgasms with you.” He slid his hands up and down my arms. “In fact, I was just thinking the other day that if this is what being with a guy is like, I’ve been missing out.”
“It’s not. Not always,” I found myself saying. Looking away, I cleared my throat. “So you really never considered being with a guy before, ah… before Hawaii?”
Before me.
Tommy shrugged. “I thought I had considered it. With as many gay and bi men as there are in my family, I couldn’t not. And it’s possible there’s been a long-standing Captain America thing I might have misinterpreted as hero worship…”
“Spandex suit got you?”
“More the muscles under the suit, I think.” He ran an appreciative hand over my chest that had me stifling a groan. “But my point is, I’ve always been open to being attracted to anyone. I’ve just never been attracted enough to a man to label it. Or to act on it.” Those heart-stealing hazel eyes met mine. “Until you.”
I grabbed his face and kissed him, hard.
“Want to fuck you so fucking bad,” I admitted against his lips before pulling back and meeting his eyes. “But we’ll start the other way tonight, okay?”
I could tell from the heat in Tommy’s eyes the idea was very okay.
We continued kissing and touching, yanking clothes off each other, until we were humping each other on the bed, panting with need. I grabbed a bottle of lube and poured some onto my fingers. “Haven’t been with anyone like this since…” I glanced at him from under my lashes. “Ah… New Year’s. So. All tests negative.”
His cheeks darkened. “Yeah? Um. Same. I had a panel done last month. Negative.”
Before I could reach around and begin prepping myself, Tommy took the lube from my hands and poured some into his own. “I’ve been told I have good hands,” he teased. “You should let me do that.”
Instead of reaching for myself, I moved my slick fingers to his cock. “Sounds like a plan.”
His eyes rolled back as he sucked in a breath. “Wait, fuck. If you do that, I won’t be able to… oh fuck, Foster.”
We played with each other a little while, teasing and stroking, stretching and taunting, until both of us were rock hard and out of breath.
Tommy pushed me over until I was sprawled beneath him on my stomach, one knee pushed up toward my chest. “You okay?” His voice was insistent as he gently moved the lubed head of his cock across my hole.
“This your way of drawing out the anticipation? Fuck me already. I’m not the cherry here.” I reached back for his hip and held on to it, urging him forward.
“If you could cease referring to previous experience while I’m preparing to fuck you, that’d be appreciated,” he grumbled.
“Tommy, sweetheart, you’re not going to hurt me. Take a breath and soldier on. I promise you’ll like it.”
He pinched my ass. “Jackass.”
When the tip of his cock stretched into my hole, I focused on breathing and relaxing. For all the big talk, it had actually been a long time since I’d bottomed for anyone. I was up for it, especially with Tommy, but it didn’t come so naturally to me. And I wanted to make it good for him.