Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 104802 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 524(@200wpm)___ 419(@250wpm)___ 349(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104802 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 524(@200wpm)___ 419(@250wpm)___ 349(@300wpm)
Rory curses again, walking closer. He stops about ten steps in front of us, eyes firmly on my hand moving up and down inside Ollie’s sweats. “What’s he doing to you, Bunny?” Rory asks.
“He’s, um…jerking me off…he’s going to make me come,” Ollie says huskily.
“You want me to watch? I’ve been fucking dying to see the two of you. I stroke it every night in bed thinking about it…seeing Cil with someone he cares about so fucking much.” Rory’s ice-blue gaze shoots to me.
And I do…care about Ollie. Probably too much. This whole situation with him has gotten out of hand too quickly. How am I going to lose him? How can I be me without him after knowing what it’s like to have him?
I kiss his neck again, look over and see Rory unbutton and unzip his jeans, pulling himself out. He wraps a hand around his cock, no discomfort at all, stroking himself while he watches me pleasure Ollie.
“Fuck…” Ollie lets out, and I smile.
“I made you say fuck again, such a dirty word, but then, you’re a dirty boy now, aren’t you?” I look at Rory. “He’s my dirty boy. You should see him on his knees for me, starving for my cock. He needs it. Don’t you? You need my dick?”
“Yes…God, yes. I need it.”
“Jesus.” Rory’s hand speeds up, his stare intense.
I can feel that Ollie’s almost there, that any second now he’s going to come, but he’s trying to hold it off.
“Where do you want it? In your sweats, or do you want to pull them down for Rory to see? Less mess that way, but if that’s what you want, you have to do it, Kitten. It’s always up to you.” I use the nickname so he knows this isn’t just about the sex game, it’s not about him being dirty, but that I’m really asking him.
His hand eases off my hip, drops to his side, and then he reaches for the edge of his sweats and tugs gently. They get stuck, and he has to try again, pulling them away from his body, stopping when his pants and underwear are mid-thigh. His long, pale cock is so pretty, sticking out, red and swollen and slick with his desire.
“Fuck, Cil. Your boy is pretty. He keeps his hair nice and groomed for you. Do you suck that pretty cock for him?”
“Hell yes. I swallow all the cum in his balls too.” I turn my attention back to Ollie. “Let him see how much you can shoot. Show him those big loads you give me.”
“Oh shit.” Ollie’s back bows away from me, his body trembling as his balls draw up and he comes, slick, thick cream hitting the ground and running down his shaft. I keep stroking, keep pulling it out of him, watch him spurt again and again until he’s limp against me and I feel like one simple touch and I’d be coming in my pants.
When I’ve drained it all from his nuts, I lift my hand, lick the cum off my fingers, both Ollie and I watching as Rory cries out in his own loud orgasm. “Fuck, that was hot,” my best friend says.
His words snap Ollie out of the lust-induced haze he was in. “Oh my God. I can’t believe I did that.”
He turns in my arms, burying his face in my chest, coming to me for protection. Not that he needs it from Rory, but I’ve become his safe space, and damned if that’s not the most potent drug I’ve ever taken.
I pull up his sweats so his ass isn’t hanging out.
“Did I fuck up?” Rory asks. I meet his gaze over Ollie’s shoulder.
“No,” Ollie says into my pec. “Just dying of embarrassment, is all.”
I smile, feeling like everything is okay. “Go inside, Ror. Give me a minute.”
“Okay, but don’t take too long. Tiernan sent me to get you. Meeting time. He’s probably already wondering where we are.” I give him a nod, and he continues, “Don’t be shy, Bunny. You’re hot as fuck. I’m kinda jealous Cil got you first.” He gives me a wink, tugs up his clothes, and goes back inside.
I pull Ollie closer, run my hand up and down his back. “Are you sure that was okay?”
“It was good…too good. God, why was that so hot? I’m somehow embarrassed, proud, and turned on, all at the same time.”
I chuckle and kiss his temple. How can one person be so fucking great? “As long as you’re sure. I don’t ever want to make you feel like you have to do something you don’t want to do.”
He pulls back and grins. “You boss me around all the time.”
“That’s different,” I tease. “But seriously…”
“I know. I trust you. I probably trust you more than anyone I’ve ever known. I did that because I wanted to and because I always know I’m safe with you. I…really, really like you, Cillian.”