Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 112850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
I locked onto his cock, taking it in my hand. The weight and feel seemed perfectly made for my hold. “I haven’t experienced this before.” My gaze landed on his, understanding that I made little sense. “It won’t be long for me.” I grabbed my cock to, lining us up. “The way you take me into your…”
Ah. I pushed back inside this man, immediately lost to the ecstasy he made me feel.
Our chemistry swirled, perspiration trickled down the side of my forehead as my hips pistoned. Mace’s lips pursed, his eyes rolled into the back of his head before closing in bliss, his chest arched up off the table. His erection became velvet steel in my hand. I twisted my hand over Mace’s cock and reached for his balls all while driving my hips in and out of his body with wild abandon.
My gaze never strayed from the flexing tightness of Mace’s body, absorbing each thrust I created. I snapped my hips forward and back, creating the same motion with the hand on his cock. No sense could be made of how much I wanted to come in Mace’s ass. The hot panting breaths, the intense pleasure of my building need, the strain of holding off my most basic desire was taking its toll.
For the first time in my life, I was making love to a man. It was unbelievably beautiful. The best sex I’ve ever had.
“I’m comin’,” Mace groaned. The stare I’d been searching for since he closed his eyes, opened to me again.
“Me too,” I managed, giving into the moment as Mace’s body locked tight before pumping hot streams of come over his belly.
Mace responded decadently to my touch. Everything I knew about the world closed in on me until there was only one person left who mattered. It felt so right that my eyes closed, the darkness below the lids consumed me as I toppled over into oblivion.
Both of Mace’s hands and legs encircled me as I passed out.
=♥=
Mace
“You need to go,” I said, tilting my head so far backward that I could read the clock on the wall above the back of the bar.
“Why?” Slade moaned, his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling in rough pants as he tried to gather his breath.
It had been hours since we’d started in the back room and, now, we’d officially christened the entire bar. Every room, down to this last one. We were currently in the main part of the bar, on the floor, on a blanket I kept hidden for the times I crashed there after too much alcohol.
“Come home with me.”
I chuckled. He’d said those same words many times over the last few hours. “I have animals to feed then I gotta shower and show up here again in about two hours.”
“Come sleep at my place. I’ll wake you up whenever you tell me to.” He reached for my hand, clasping it.
I chuckled again. I was three orgasms in and surely felt like he had an infinite amount left. They wouldn’t sleep if I left there with him.
“I’m serious,” Slade said, lifting to his side, elbow supporting his head while he brought our joined hands to his lips. He openly stared at my profile. He did that quite a bit. Never shy when being caught. “I’m not done with you yet. If you don’t come over now then come over tonight after you leave here. I’ll cook dinner and we can hang out.”
Yeah, right.
I needed time to figure out what was happening. For the first time in my life, with Slade surrounding me, the pain of my past and my inability to move away from it, stayed at a distance, but I wasn’t near naive enough to believe it was gone forever.
From the sex side of things, I was certain I wasn’t finished with him either.
“What time tonight?”
“What time do you get off?” Slade asked, kissing my knuckles again.
“I don’t know. Sometimes, I can swing an earlier out time.”
“I’ll have dinner ready.” Slade pushed up to his knees. That naked sculpted body was hard as hell to ignore. “I’ll get a towel to clean you up and your clothes.” He took a big step over my body. His flaccid cock swung above me. What a great look. A sigh escaped as I closed my eyes.
Chapter 10
Mace
That Night
My life didn’t feel like my own, but I also wasn’t complaining.
Besides the very best shower I’d ever taken, the towel I tossed over the shower door was equally as great. Large, soft, absorbent. My towels at home were thin, torn terrycloth that had to be older than I was.
Slade’s bed was semi-made which was pretty damned impressive. Again, only judging from my experience. If I tossed the bedspread over the mattress, I called that put together. Slade had tucked in the edges of the sheets, the bedspread positioned for easy entry for our next round of vigorously satisfying sex.