Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82109 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82109 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
“Mmm. Yeah, right there,” Dana moaned. “Deeper.”
Speaking of fingering. Ford had two already inside Dana, crooking and searching out that magic place that made Dana whine and moan his name. Ford didn’t think he’d ever tire of it. He stared down at the look of bliss on Dana’s face. His brow creased, his lips parted, Dana’s beautiful skin was flushed, a fine sheen of sweat forming on his nose. Ford fought to keep from pouncing on top of Dana and burying his throbbing cock as deep as it would go. From what his partner told him, Dana’d already had more than one inconsiderate lover. He’d be damned if he’d add himself to that count. Goddamn. “So damn hot inside.”
“You want inside this heat, babe,” Dana told him, not asked him, lifting his ass higher in an erotic invitation. It was so firm, tight, with just enough muscle. And Ford loved nothing more than to slick down the soft brown hairs that sparsely covered those enticing mounds with the flat of his tongue.
Yes, he wanted in badly.
Dana’s smile was soft, sensual. His warm mocha bedroom eyes were gazing at Ford’s face, like he was the reason the sun rose this morning. He never thought anyone would look at him so reverently, so adoringly. Especially someone like Dana. Strong and gorgeous to a fault. Ford was damn proud to have a man like him and he’d be sure to not only show Dana, but tell him regularly. So when they’d gone on their first actual date to dinner and bowling, Ford wasn’t afraid to show Dana some public affection. Let everyone know that the beautiful, deadly man on his arm was his partner in every way.
Feeling his chest expand and heat with… with… Ford gasped. Feeling his chest warm from the realization that he was in love. Ford swallowed his emotions and really looked at the man in his bed, the man that’d captured his heart, the man who owned him.
“Ford,” Dana whispered, gently running his fingers through his beard.
Ford hadn’t noticed he’d stopped moving his fingers until Dana clenched tightly around them.
“God, I need you. I want you to fuck me, Ford.” Dana dragged his nose through Ford’s beard. His toned arms were pulling Ford down on him, wanting him to cover him.
Dana loved Ford on top, said he liked the feeling of Ford’s strength. Ford straddled Dana’s thighs and pushed his fingers in deeper, earning him another sexy-ass groan that went all the way to the bottom of Ford’s balls. He reached over to the nightstand and pulled out the small pack of condoms he’d put in there last week. Dana’s eyes widened then dropped back to narrow slits, his mouth falling open as he breathed heavily with want.
Ford was so serious, the way he was focusing on Dana. Towering over him, dark eyes boring down into sexy brown ones. Ford rolled the condom down his cock, lined himself up with Dana’s pulsing hole, and dropped all his weight down, putting both forearms on either side of Dana’s face. Dana stared up at him. Ford stared right back. This was a pinnacle moment in his life. He could feel it down deep inside him – love – with extreme arousal and craving mixed in. Ford was feeling so damn much at once, he worked overtime to control himself. He’d make this wonderful for Dana, that was his mission, and he’d never failed one of those.
Dana
Dana couldn’t take his eyes off of Ford’s penetrating gaze. Those smoke-black eyes held a level of knowledge and maturity that turned Dana on to no end. Even as Ford’s thick cock pressed into him, stretching him beyond what he thought possible, he couldn’t bring himself to look away, to look down and watch it disappearing inside his body. Ford had him riveted. On the man, not his cock. Though he felt every inch, every vein, every maddening throb as it slid inside his walls. What he was receiving was all of Ford, everything that he had.
Love. Dana saw it, saw it when Ford stopped fingering him and stared at him. Dana knew the look, because he was looking at Ford the exact same way. He’d hoped Ford would tell him, would say it out loud, but instead, he chose to show it. And, oh, god when he finally felt full, low-hanging balls against his ass, Dana released a shuddering breath and opened his legs wider to let Ford put on the best damn show that he could.
“Are you okay?” Ford gritted through his teeth, like his restraint was on the verge of snapping.
Dana ran his hands down Ford’s broad back to his furry ass and squeezed him tightly, pulling him in even deeper. “Unnnnh,” Dana moaned loudly, feeling Ford drop his weight even more, pressing his face into the hair behind his ear. “Everything about you is heavy… even your damn cock. Fuck me, Ford. Now.”