Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 77918 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77918 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
“Oh shit,” he said, pushing his other palm against his groin. I wanted to ask if he was hard but didn’t want to make him feel bad if he wasn’t. But as I watched him, saw the way his hand was cupped, I noticed a bulge beneath it. Lust skyrocketed through me.
“You’re hard for me? You like hearing me talk about how much I want you?”
“Yeah…God yeah,” he said, rubbing himself through his jeans. I couldn’t believe I got to see him like this, that the man beside me was giving me this gift because he saw something in me he hadn’t in anyone else before. Except Nadine. “I can’t… I don’t…” He shook his head, clearly unable to settle on a thought.
“Do you want to pull yourself out? We can jack off together, or Christ, if you’ll let me, I’ll do it for you.”
Brian sucked in a shaky breath, turning to look at me, and then slowly, so fucking slowly, nodded.
In that moment, I felt like the luckiest son of a bitch in the world. “Okay, let’s do this.” I let go of myself and moved in front of him. Kneeling, I opened his jeans, hoping I wasn’t just blinded by lust right then and I was doing the right thing. I felt his stare on me, penetrating me, looking deep inside. I had no idea what he was looking for or if he found it, but when our eyes met, he lifted his hips so I could pull his clothes down.
His erection sprang free, thick, dark hair at his groin that matched the fur on his thighs. His cock rested against his belly, long and thick, but maybe softening some. We would definitely do something about that. “You have a pretty cock, Brian. Jesus, look how thick you are. I can’t wait to feel it in my hand, the heat pumping out of your skin as I get you off.”
Please, let me be able to get him off. I wanted to do this for him so badly.
“I like that.” His eyes fluttered. “When ya talk to me that way.”
“I like it too.” I got his pants off, wished I could lean in and breathe him in, bathe his balls with my tongue and take him to the back of my throat.
That wasn’t what he offered, so I sat beside him again, this time close enough that our legs were touching.
“Take your shirt off?” I asked, and Brian did. With my dick in one hand, I reached over to take his in the other. “Is this good?” I gave him a leisurely stroke. It felt like he had fire beneath his skin.
“Yeah.” His eyes were stuck on what I was doing to him, watching with a fascination that made me feel invincible.
The angle was slightly awkward, and now I was jerking myself with my nondominant hand, but it didn’t seem to matter. All that did matter were the noises Brian made, moaning my name as his breathing picked up. It was enough to make me come. I couldn’t believe I was such a quick trigger, but my thighs tightened and my eyes closed. I tried to fight off my orgasm, but it barreled through me anyway, release spurting on my stomach as I continued to pleasure him.
“Shit. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to come that fast. It’s just because you turn me on so much. Now I can focus on you, though.” I licked my release off my fingers. When Brian gave a short inhalation, my gaze met his. “Good or bad?”
“Really good,” he replied. “But we don’t gotta…if you don’t want to finish me. I can’t say how long it will take, if I even do at all.”
“Oh, I want. I’m not sure there’s anything I want more than to play with your cock right now. I’ll do my best to get you there, but if it doesn’t work, we’ll still have a whole lot of fun in the process.”
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Brian
I couldn’t believe I was sitting on my couch, naked with another man. Actually, it wasn’t even the man part I couldn’t believe. It was more that I was sitting there with anyone.
Charles’s cock was soft now, hanging between his legs. I was worried cum would drip and make a mess but figured that wasn’t something most people cared about in the middle of sex. Was this sex? It felt like sex to me, but then, he was only jerking me off, so maybe that wasn’t enough. It probably wasn’t enough for him. Charles was gorgeous and sophisticated. He likely had men who would do anything with him, and now I was freaking out over something as small as a handjob. Why the fuck would he want to deal with that?
“Hey…you’re in your head. Don’t do that. Stay here with me.” The back of Charles’s hand brushed against my cheek. When I looked down, I realized I’d practically lost my erection.