Starting From the Top (Starting From #5) Read Online Lane Hayes

Categories Genre: M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Starting from Series by Lane Hayes
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Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 93957 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 313(@300wpm)
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To be perfectly honest, my ass was still hurting from earlier today, but there was no way I could resist a naked Sean. His rippling muscles under the smattering of hair on his impressive chest made me weak in the knees. I squeezed my dick at the base, licking my lips as I eye-fucked him. I lingered on his perfect cock before meeting his gaze.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I whispered reverently.

The corner of his mouth lifted in amusement. He looked like a pirate, ready for all kinds of debauchery. He flopped onto the mattress and curled his fingers in command.

“C’mere.”

I obeyed.

The sweet press of skin on skin, rough kisses, and tangled limbs was a wild aphrodisiac. I probably could have come just from rubbing against him. I was leaking enough precum that we might not even need lube. I slinked my fingers between our sweat-slicked bodies and wrapped my hand around us, pumping my hips as I stroked us in a steady tempo.

I broke for air and pulled back to look into his eyes. “Baby, I’m close.”

“Shh. Not yet.”

Sean pushed me sideways and climbed over me, straddling my thighs. He splayed one hand on my chest and leaned toward the nightstand to grab the lube and a condom.

“You’re going to have to go really slow. I’m sore from earlier and…” My words trailed and my thoughts jumbled as I watched him pour lube on his fingers, then reach behind to stretch himself open. He winced in discomfort and released a ragged breath. “You want me to…”

“Yeah, I want you. This might take a bit. I haven’t done this in years. Be patient.”

I nodded, suddenly feeling overwhelmed. I ran my left hand over his thighs and abs and stroked his thick cock with my right hand. Up and down, up and down. I twisted my wrist, smearing precum over the tip, rubbing my thumb around his crown. I wanted to taste him, but I didn’t want to mess with his rhythm. I sensed this was a big fucking deal and that he needed to do it his way.

Fine by me. The view alone was worth the wait. I smiled up at him and tweaked his nipple.

“Can I help?”

Sean shook his head as he fumbled for the latex, ripping the wrapper with his teeth, and rolling it on me like a pro. He settled back, lined my throbbing dick at his hole, and slowly lowered himself.

Not gonna lie, it took a while. He was tight as fuck. We should have spent a lot more time prepping him, but he seemed to like the sting of pain. He didn’t shy away from it. He bit his bottom lip and took all of me. And when I was buried balls deep, he held eye contact for a long moment…then began to move.

A slow, seductive roll of his hips followed by a gentle rock and a low groan. A little faster, a little rougher, a little more intention. He found his tempo and took off, layering every motion like notes of a song, building on every thrust and pump until he was completely at ease. I let go of his cock and widened my legs so I could fuck him from below. I pistoned my hips upward and curled my hand behind his neck to draw him close before crashing my lips over his, sucking his tongue and plundering.

Sean was much bigger and much stronger than me. I couldn’t switch positions without a little help. Thankfully, we were on the same wavelength. He pulled off and lay on his back with his legs spread. Holy crap. I took a second to drink in the sight of him. To have a big and powerful man like him so open and vulnerable to me was so…humbling. And sexier than hell.

“What are you waiting for? Fuck me,” he growled.

I nodded in a daze, surging forward, pushing all the way in and pulling out till just the tip of my cock was in his ass. Damn, I had to get myself under control.

I bit the inside of my cheek hard enough to draw blood. “I don’t want to hurt you. I’m about to lose it and I—”

“Do it. I want you, Johnny. Come on, baby. Fuck me.”

Oh. Wow.

I braced my hands on his chest, rolled my hips experimentally a few times, and let go. Sean arched off the mattress, grasping my ass cheeks to hold me closer, alternately ravaging my mouth and urging me to give a little more, a little harder, a little faster. The bedsprings squeaked and groaned as we lost ourselves in each other.

I wasn’t going to last. I licked his lips and rested my forehead against his and gasped a warning just before I fell apart. I shook so hard I swore I almost blacked out. It wasn’t until Sean roared with the force of his release that I came back to Earth. I bucked my hips as he rode out his orgasm, then went perfectly still.


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