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)
“Stop thinking. Just feel. I’m so hungry for you.” His hands ran up and down my back.
“Is this good?”
“So fucking good. And just so you know, curl your finger some. If you find a spongy spot inside me, it’s my prostate. You play with that, and you’re gonna shoot me to the moon.”
“I had a finger up there from the doctor, and I can’t say I liked it as much as you seem to.”
Charles laughed, making his body contract around me. How did I make him laugh so much?
“This is a little different. If you ever let me do this to you, I’ll make sure you love it.”
I thought I would let him do it. Why not? Maybe I would fall in love with it.
Charles pulled me down, taking my mouth again. Maybe he liked kissing me as much as I liked kissing him. My dick was completely in the game now, throbbing more than it ever had.
“Give me another one,” Charles said. “Try and stretch me out to get me ready for your cock. I can’t wait to feel you inside me, sweetheart. I know you’re gonna fuck me so good.”
His words fed me confidence I didn’t know I could have. I wanted to fuck him better than anyone ever had. I would fuck him that well, even if it killed me.
I leaned back enough to add some more lube to my fingers, but then I actually saw them inside him, watched as his body adjusted to accept me, and…fuck, had there ever been anything sexier?
“I can’t believe that feels good.”
He smiled. “So good. Do you like watching?” I swallowed around the knot in my throat and nodded. “Wait until you’re watching your dick slide inside me…see me take you and how much I fucking love it. Are you ready to give me your cock now?”
I swear my eyes rolled back in my head, and my cock bounced against my belly. “Yeah. God yes.”
I slid my fingers out of his body, watching his hole close some but looking more open than I assumed it was before. My hands were shaking as I ripped open the condom wrapper and rolled it down my erection.
“Don’t think I’ve ever been so hard,” I admitted.
“I love how open you are. That you tell me everything.”
“Me? That’s you.”
“You’re open in a different way. It’s honest, humble, raw, and so refreshing.”
I liked being seen like that by him. “Thank you.”
“Now hurry up and fuck me.” He winked.
I pushed up onto my knees, then remembered I should probably lube up my cock too. I slicked myself. Charles kept his legs open, spread and pulled back for me. I pressed my dick against his hole, watching as I slowly sank inside.
If I thought he was hot and tight on my fingers, it didn’t compare to how he felt around my erection. “Jesus…Charles…” I couldn’t believe he was giving me this, that he was letting me inside him. I pumped my hips gently, watching more of my cock disappear in his hole.
“You like that? Check you out. I knew you’d like watching me take that fat cock of yours.”
Said cock twitched inside his ass. How was I ever going to survive this?
Charles slicked up his hand, then began stroking himself. I should be doing that. I want to do that.
“Can I?” I nodded toward his dick.
“Fuck yes. Go ahead and push the rest of the way inside. I can take it. I want it.”
I snapped my hips forward until we were completely connected. We cried out at the same time, our words and breathing in unison. It almost felt like an out-of-body experience, but also like we were a part of each other, or one person, which I knew was ridiculous. I was getting my emotions involved too much just because Charles made me feel things I hadn’t thought I’d ever experience.
I stroked his cock while pulling out and then started pumping my hips over and over and over again. I wanted to make Charles feel good, wanted to make him feel like he made me feel, but I didn’t know if that was possible.
“That’s it, right there. You’re hitting me just right. You feel how hard I am? That’s all for you.”
A roar ripped from my throat. I was doing this to him. I was making him feel this good, and there was nothing like knowing that.
I didn’t figure I’d have any problem having an orgasm tonight. I was already at war with my body, fighting off my release. But I needed to see Charles come first. I loved watching him and stroking him and seeing the evidence of his pleasure shoot from his balls against our skin. This time I would be inside him when he finished, and I would forever be grateful for this gift.
“I want to see you come,” I told him. It was killing me not to hurry and do the same.