Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 77992 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77992 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
What the hell has gotten into me?
Have I been into guys all along?
Is that why girls are just fucking meh to me?
All this time I thought I was broken inside. That I couldn’t love properly or be interested in another person. Truth is, I’ve been looking at the wrong sex. Because when I look at Hollis, I crave him like nothing I’ve ever wanted before. My mouth waters and my dick throbs. For him. Just a taste. To feel his skin on mine. Whatever he gives me.
“I like the reversal of power,” he says with a wicked glint in his blue eyes as he kneels on the bed.
“You’re the one who’s gonna suck my dick,” I tease back.
His smile becomes predatory. “You have a lot to learn, man. When your dick is in my mouth, I’m in charge.”
He spreads my thighs, making me feel ridiculously exposed. His eyes take in my twitching dick, heavy balls, and now my ass. A smile tugs at one side of his lips.
“You just going to look at it all day or do something about it?” I challenge, hating the bout of nerves that have suddenly consumed me.
His gaze softens as he grips my dick. “If you don’t like it or want to stop, just tell me. I won’t force you.”
Now I feel like an asshole.
I reach forward and run my thumb over his mouth. “I want it. I’m just…fuck, I’m nervous, okay?”
He bends, his blue eyes locking on mine. “I’ll take care of you.” With those words, he flicks out his pink tongue and licks the tip of my dick. I suck in a sharp breath of air.
“Holy fuck.”
He grins before taking me into his mouth. I’m staring down at a guy as he bobs up and down my length with better skills than any girl I’ve been with. My fingers latch onto his hair and I try desperately not to fuck his mouth. When he massages my balls, I nearly lose it.
“Jesus, Hollis,” I hiss out. “You’re going to kill me.”
He pops off and then sucks on his middle finger. “I’m about to. This shit will blow your mind.”
Hollis
I’ve only ever been with one guy. Lucas. And he never looked at me the way Roan is looking at me right now.
His eyes are wide and trusting.
I can tell he’s nervous by the way he bites on one corner of his bottom lip, but he’s also aroused. The red blush on his cheeks and groans coming from him are evident of that. His taste is exactly how I’d imagined. Salty. Masculine. Unique. I’m going to suck him dry. Make him realize just what he’s been missing until he met me.
Taking him deeper in my throat, I make sure to keep my eyes locked on his golden-brown ones. With my wet fingertip, I tease at the puckered hole of his ass. He clenches, fear shining in his eyes.
I pull off his dick and smile. “I’m going to put my finger inside you.”
“Well, do it already.”
He’s grumpy because he’s afraid.
“Demanding,” I tease, licking at his tip. “I’m in charge right now. So lie there and hush.”
His scowl is somewhat playful until I take him deep into my throat. As soon as his hips thrust up, I push into his body. He lets out a string of strangled curse words, his ass tight around my finger. Slowly, I ease into him, seeking out his prostate. I know the moment I touch it because he cries out. Such a sweet, vulnerable sound from a hard, often mean boy.
My name is whimpered on his lips as his salty cum shoots abruptly into my mouth. I keep massaging his prostate until his dick ceases twitching, swallowing down each jet of cum. His hips stop flexing up and he lets out a ragged breath. I slip off his dick and grin.
“What do you think?” I waggle my brows at him.
He grabs my biceps and hauls me up to his mouth. His tongue is curious and probing as he kisses me, tasting his remnants on my tongue. We grind together as we kiss. He grows hard again, which feels good against my dick.
“Hollis,” he murmurs, fingers biting into my hips to urge me to move against him. “I like this. I like you.”
I nip at his bottom lip. “Me too.”
His dick is hot and still slick from my mouth, so it feels really damn good rubbing against it. The sounds coming from him are erotic and ones I want on repeat in my head. It only takes a few moments of our desperate kissing and rubbing for us both to come. We soak Roan’s chest, which makes him laugh.
“What sort of fucked up shit have you pulled me into?” he teases, his eyes hooded and smile lazy.
I relax against him, not at all concerned about the cum that’s slick between our chests. “You started it.”