Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43080 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43080 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
Then he started with Clive’s feet, kissing the arches. Bain ran his lips up those shapely legs, kissed his knees. He spent a lot of time on Clive’s slim thighs, skirted his groin for now, and continued the love over Clive’s stomach and chest. When he reached that luscious mouth, they both moaned as their tongues slid together.
He kissed Clive deeply, exploring every part of his mouth, drugged on his unique flavor. Desire hummed along his every nerve, the need to bury himself deep inside his future mate burning. But just being close to him fulfilled some deep need he hadn’t even known of. A need to feel a part of something bigger. Something special.
He was going to have that.
Love.
“I need you, Clive,” he whispered as he kissed along his smooth jaw. “Not just your body, but you. Your laughter, your tears—though I’ll kill anyone who makes you cry. I want it all.”
“You have me.” Clive was touching him everywhere, like he was trying to map the lines of Bain’s body with his hands.
Bain knew he was probably making this too serious for a first time, but he knew with everything in him that having sex with Clive was going to bond them for life, and he needed Clive to understand that. There would be no separating after this because their souls would be intertwined. He slowly moved down Clive’s body, kissing, licking…tasting. When he reached Clive’s cock, he found it flushed and leaking, making his mouth water. Without hesitating, he took it all the way into his mouth.
Clive yelled as he clawed the bedding.
Bain couldn’t get enough. The heat. The flavor. The way Clive’s noises made him feel. This was so much more than pleasure.
“Stop, I’m going to come!”
He pulled off to grin up at Clive. “Isn’t that the point?”
“I want to do that when you’re inside me.” Clive grabbed the bottle of lube off his side table and poured some on his fingers. “Move so I can get ready. It won’t take much prep because I already started that earlier.”
“You did? When?”
“I took a break right before I found what I was looking for. Was thinking about you. About fucking. I want it so much.”
The thought of this man fingering himself caused Bain to shut his eyes, overcome with lust. “Wish I’d seen that.”
“Move and then you will.”
He immediately sat up, groaning when Clive started working himself open. “So fucking sexy,” he breathed. “Next time, though, I’m doing that. I’m going to slide my fingers deep inside you, set your prostate on fire.”
“Do that with your cock.” Clive pulled out his fingers then surprised Bain when he lifted his legs and rolled over onto his stomach. He spread his thighs, exposing his softened hole to Bain’s avid gaze. The mounds of his perfect butt drew Bain’s hands. He cupped them and squeezed. Then couldn’t resist leaning down to bite.
Clive let out the sexiest noise.
Bain couldn’t believe it, but he was shaking. Everything about this felt momentous. His need to meld with this man just took over everything.
“Please, Bain. I need you so badly.” Clive wiggled his ass.
There was no resisting that. The jiggle or the words. He moved over Clive, bringing his cock to Clive’s entrance. As he pressed slowly inside, he opened his mouth over the back of Clive’s neck. Holy hell, the man felt so good inside, his silky walls clasping Bain’s cock like a vise.
Clive was making all these noises. Whimpers and cries and strangled moans. He sounded like he was losing his mind, and just knowing that it was because of him gave Bain the biggest rush.
He moved inside him, picking up the pace of his hips, loving the way Clive lifted up into him. Bain couldn’t stop kissing him and breathing in his heady, masculine scent. He nuzzled into his hair then sucked on his ear. Clive turned and tried to reach his mouth so Bain bent to offer his lips. Frustrated at the angle and needing his mouth on Clive’s, Bain pulled out and turned Clive over, sliding back between his legs to enter him again.
“This way, I can kiss you all I want,” he breathed before diving into Clive’s mouth.
Nothing had ever felt this good. Nothing. He wanted to crawl into this man’s precious soul and live there.
He pushed up onto one elbow, locked eyes with Clive, and reached between them to stroke Clive. It was a tight fit, but he made it work. They stared at each other, Clive’s mouth opening as his eyes glazed over. He went taut then erupted all over himself.
Watching him come was like a gift. Bain ran his hand through Clive’s cum then braced himself with both hands on the bed, not caring that he’d smeared it all over the bedding. He cared about nothing but reaching for his own peak as he stared at this man who’d stolen his heart.