Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 84670 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 423(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 282(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84670 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 423(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 282(@300wpm)
Liam’s snoring cut off, and he made some low grumbling noises as he smacked his lips, drawing closer to waking. A smile tugged at my lips as he kicked at the covers, pushing them around his feet. He shoved a hand into the soft pajama pants he’d pulled on last night and fondled his morning wood, releasing a groan of pleasure.
Oh, come on! How was I supposed to behave when he started doing that? My own morning wood hadn’t subsided yet, and now there was this. Forget it going away now. I wanted to scoot across the mattress and slip my hand into his underwear so I could help him get off while swallowing all his moans of pleasure.
Part of me said I shouldn’t watch. I was being a total perv. He was at least half-asleep and didn’t realize that he had an audience.
On the other hand, we’d spent half the night kissing. It wasn’t pervy to want to see the person you were attracted to pleasuring himself.
Unfortunately, the show ended too quickly. Liam opened his eyes to see me smirking at him, just a foot away. A gasp broke from his throat as he ripped his hand out of his pants and frantically grabbed at the blankets, attempting to pull them up to his chin.
“What-what are you doing?” he stammered, which only made me laugh.
Being the devious, horny bastard that I was, I scooted across the mattress and wrapped my arms around his waist, pulling him to me while I nuzzled his neck. The best squawks and yowls erupted from him as if a chicken and a cat had gotten into a backyard brawl.
“Rome! No! You promised! No touching in bed.”
I scoffed against his neck as I kissed my way up to the magic spot behind his ear. “That was last night. I behaved for hours. Now it’s morning. You need to make fresh arrangements for the new day.”
Whatever argument he was about to make turned into a long moan as I drew his earlobe into my mouth and sucked on it. A shudder ran through his body, and all the tension in his limbs oozed away as I licked along the shell of his ear. I put that mental note at the top of the list: Loves having ear kissed, licked, and sucked. Was I going to use that information for evil later? You’d better fucking believe it.
“Rome. It’s…it’s too early,” Liam panted. He placed a hand on my shoulder but didn’t push me away. “Morning breath. My brain’s not working yet.”
“Good,” I said in a near snarl. Ducking my head, I captured his mouth in a deep kiss that had the hand holding my shoulder now twisting in the T-shirt I wore, pulling me closer. Finally. Without that overactive brain getting in his way, Liam gave in to the hungry, needy kisses. He moaned into my mouth and licked me, letting his tongue slip into my mouth.
But we needed closer. I hooked a hand under his left knee and pulled him into me, placing that knee on my hip, so I rubbed our dicks together through our pajama pants.
“Shit! Fuck!” Liam gasped, ripping his mouth away from mine. He shoved away enough to stare down at where our bodies were pressed together. “Rome!” My name sounded so good as a groan of pleasure.
“This,” I panted as I rolled my hips, rubbing my cock into his, “is frotting. Nice?”
“Yesss…” he hissed. His mouth hung open, and his eyes were squeezed shut as if he were losing himself in the moment.
“It feels even better when it’s skin on skin. A little lube.”
Liam’s eyes popped open, and he jerked back. “No!”
I released him, lifting my hands from his body and holding them in the air so that he could retreat from me as far as he wanted. But Liam didn’t go far. Just enough so that our dicks weren’t rubbing any longer. His eyes were wide with panic, while his pale face was beautifully flushed.
“Sorry. I shouldn’t have pushed.” My cock still ached, but my heart would hurt more if I’d scared him.
“No.” Liam surprised me. He darted close and brushed my lips with the lightest, quickest kiss. “I…panicked. It’s tempting. Very fucking tempting. But it seems like…a lot.”
I grinned, my heart doing a backflip at how brave he was being. And honest. He could have said he didn’t enjoy any of it, but he wasn’t lying to me or himself.
“How about we jerk off together?”
“What? Like…you jerk me off and I…?” He swallowed hard, not able to say that he put his hand on my cock.
“No. You do you, and I’ll do me. We lie here together.”
His brow furrowed. The panic left his eyes and was replaced by confusion. “That’s a thing?”
Oh, my sweet dear Liam. You have not watched enough porn. Or you’ve been watching the wrong kind of porn. Either way, I was going to corrupt him.