Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 127213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 636(@200wpm)___ 509(@250wpm)___ 424(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 127213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 636(@200wpm)___ 509(@250wpm)___ 424(@300wpm)
“You want this?” Frank asked and rubbed his stiff dick over Ezra’s buttock. “Fuck yourself with your fingers. Move them faster.”
He had to be set on driving Ezra mad, because his thick thumb joined Ezra’s fingers. The bastard even scratched Ezra’s buttock with the other four fingers of his hand.
They were in the desert, and this cruel man was denying him a sip of water!
Frustrated, Ezra pulled on his sphincter, opening himself up. The stretch already felt good, but when Frank didn’t immediately react, he started moving both fingers in and out, creating delicious friction.
He stifled a happy laugh when Frank grabbed his wrist and pulled Ezra’s hand away. In his line of work, having shame would have been a hindrance, so he only felt excitement at the thought of Frank watching his pucker and barely able to contain his own need.
“You think you did a good enough job? Got yourself ready for my dick?” Frank asked, but pushed right in, before Ezra could have come up with a witty answer. The thick girth stretched Ezra’s hole, and kept going in a slow, never-ending slide that had Ezra gasping for air. Frank grabbed Ezra’s hips and kneeled between his spread legs, his dick rock-solid yet so hot and alive.
Ezra squeezed the sheet, high on the sex hormones flooding his brain. Frank had a big dick, thick enough to cause a bit of discomfort even for someone as experienced as him, but there was a satisfaction in letting go in and feeling his insides mold to its shape. It turned him on that his body could do this—that it could open up to something as wide and long as that beautiful monster between Frank’s legs—and as the pain subsided, replaced by a satisfying tension, he glanced over his shoulder, eager to watch his lover.
He expected to see Frank focused on his dick driving into the warm body in front of him, but as soon as Ezra looked back, Frank caught his gaze. He smirked, face shiny with fresh sweat, and he didn’t even blink as he made the final thrust that had Ezra’s buttocks slapping against Frank’s pelvis. That last push had Ezra losing his breath as a cramp passed through his insides, but a moment of stillness made it pass and left him with the amazing sensation of fullness he craved so much.
“I wasn’t sure if you’d take it all,” Frank teased, squeezing Ezra above the hip bones. “You really are a treasure.”
A purr left Ezra’s mouth as he arched his back, still adjusting to the huge presence inside. It had been a while since he’d been with someone this big. “Please, I’m a professional,” he said and tightened all the muscles in his lower body.
This time it was Frank’s turn to lose a bit of control. He let out a surprised moan and moved both of his warm hands up and down Ezra’s back, as if he needed to unload the sudden tension by moving. “Fuck. That’s got to be the sweetest little hole my dick’s ever been in. Go on, fuck yourself on it.” He bit his lip, appearing dreamy when his eyelids drooped.
Ezra grinned, feeling playful, yet right now, he was too horny to tease Frank and stall. Their goals were aligned, and he slowly leaned forward, gasping when the thick girth passed through his sphincter on its way out. By the time he pushed back, taking it all the way in again, he could taste salt on his upper lip, but it wasn’t the end of his workout. Moving back and forth, he focused on the urgency developing deep inside him, on the burn in his opening, on the heat of Frank’s touch, but as he eased into it, the rocking motion quickened, until his body throbbed with pleasure that only kept growing.
He hadn’t noticed when he’d gotten erect again, but his dick ached between his legs, begging for touch. He didn’t hold in any moans and whimpers either, uttering them freely, because if Frank wanted a show, that was what he’d get.
“Oh yeah… It’s so thick,” he whined, rocking his hips ever faster, until the molten hot sensation inside became unbearable. “You ready to come yet?”
“Jesus Christ…” Frank muttered and stopped Ezra from moving by gripping his hips. The onslaught of thrusts that came next had Ezra grabbing the sheets, and his knees slid farther apart.
Frank had the stamina of an ox, and just as much strength.
“So good. I could just… fuck you like this… all night,” Frank huffed between one thrust and the next.
Ezra’s brain whispered that he’d be very sore tomorrow, if Frank got his wish, but every other bit of him screamed yes. “Why don’t you?” he teased, breathless as his hard cock brushed against the sheets to the rhythm of Frank’s thrusts. He licked his lips, tipping his head back to see Frank’s thick fingers digging into his hips, the flushed, hairy chest, the focused expression on his wide, masculine face. Naked and in his element, Frank looked like an ancient warrior enjoying the spoils of this lusty war. The long black braid hanging down his shoulder only reinforced the fantasy. As if he were a barbarian king claiming a lover with the full understanding that he had the right to their body.