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)
Like every other time, I was being consumed from the inside out. The man in my arms was everything right in the world. If something didn’t happen soon, I’d risk self-combusting right there.
Slade’s hand tickled my stomach muscles until he wrapped his fingers around my hard, swollen, needy as fuck cock.
I ripped my lips free and lifted my upper body with a single arm, watching Slade, his face etched with anguished need before he screwed his eyes closed and matched the rhythm of my stroke.
“I crave you,” I managed to say.
Slade teased and traced the shell of my ear, poking the tip of his tongue inside, breathing heavily. He nosed my hair as he bucked into my hand. “Get inside me.”
We were again at a place where we hit a new level of chemistry. The over-the-top attraction always flipped my brain into feeling mode. I crawled between his semi-parted thighs, realizing I didn’t have any lube. I leaned forward, palm on his chest, and bent to give him another toe-curling kiss. Slade used both palms to push me up far enough that I couldn’t continue making us both crazy.
“My back pocket,” he whispered desperately as if he’d read my mind.
He saved me from having to run back into the house. I reared back, twisting enough to dig through Slade’s pockets.
Lube. We hadn’t used a condom from the go. Slade caused me to regularly lose my mind. He thought of everything. He parted his legs farther. As I sat back on my heels, Slade lifted his free leg, bending the knee to draw to his chest. His intimate pucker parted. I brought the packet to my lips, ripping the edge open.
He lifted his other leg. The jeans and shoes only made the scene before me more seductive.
“Show me how much I mean to you,” Slade whispered, his body tense and strained when I pushed a lubed couple of fingers into his ass. I knew the path to his gland intimately and headed straight for that spot. “I like the burn. Don’t forget the burn.”
My heart connected to Slade’s encouraging, slightly sinister grin.
“Someone’s impatient,” I teased, pumping a third finger into my guy. I gave him everything I had to give, but I didn’t want him to hurt.
“Stare at me when you enter,” Slade encouraged, gripping his legs tighter to his chest.
I poured the rest of the lube over his hole then rubbed it down my cock before tossing the packet aside. Seeing this guy like this, my digits disappearing in and out of his ass. Jesus, what had happened to allow such a man to enter my life. I was mesmerized, only acting on instinct. What a high.
I positioned my cock and pushed forward into my love. A delicious warmth squeezed me, pleasure vibrated through my balls, electrifying every nerve ending in my body.
A groan almost ripped free as I realized I’d used that word again.
We both cried out when I buried myself to the hilt. Slade screwed his eyes closed. Heat swamped me as my breath hung in my throat, stuck there. Sweat trickled down my temple, my palm landed on one thigh, the other again gripped Slade’s hips as I pistoned my hips, pounding into my guy.
“You’re perfect.” Slade’s body rippled around me, his hands fisting into the tarp. Slade absorbed each powerful thrust as if I was made to do this very thing to him. He was so goddamn responsive. His body molded sexily around me, making us, in fact, one.
We were both grunting and panting, every thrust of his hips leading us closer to our release.
=♥=
Slade
My body was no longer my own. I was addicted to this man. My core heated in a way only Mace could achieve. He gave me everything I ever wanted.
He was made for me. I curled my fingers into the canvas, lifting my hips to meet each of Mace’s thrust. The decadent burn of being stretched so fully gave me pulsing, mind-blowing pleasure. Mace’s hips snapped harder and faster.
Hell fucking yeah.
My ass burned. Heat swirled in my balls.
Mace always took me with measured control, but I was breaking him of that habit. I was barely hanging on to the carnal indulgence that had me soaring.
I tried to hold off on the release, to give as good as I got, but I couldn’t master the pace Mace kept, pumping and thrusting, slamming my ass to the root of his cock.
It all changed when Mace pulled out of me and hooked an arm under my ass, flipping me to my knees, and drove back in without missing a beat. Fuck, it felt so damn good. I reached in front of me, trying my best to stay in place.
No way would I last much longer, not with the way the gorgeous Mace drove into me, nailing my prostate with every single push.