Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 73107 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73107 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Our mouths meet in a frenzy, our hands are everywhere, and when he pushes me against the wall, I’m already hard.
I pull him against me, my hands traveling to his tight ass, hoping against hope that he wants me to stick my cock between these tempting cheeks.
I turn him so his back is against the wall and cage him in with my arms while I devour his mouth. He groans into the kiss, his hands gripping my shoulders as he ruts against me.
“I want your ass.” And just as he nods, I drop to my knees. “Wanna taste you first.”
“Oh shit. I’m gonna blow if you don’t hurry.”
“Tell me about it.” I tug open his jeans, his bulge prominent behind his boxer briefs.
I’m torn between wanting to swallow his come and waiting until I’m deep inside his ass.
I shove his jeans and underwear down, then burrow my nose in the patch of hair at his groin. Inhaling his scent, I move lower to rub a cheek against his furry sac. Fuck, it’s been too long, and he feels so good.
Aaron knots his fingers in my hair, and though I recently cut it shorter, it still gives him plenty of purchase. “Suck me already.”
I smile against his thigh, enjoying how on edge he sounds. “Getting there.”
I run my nose up the length of his shaft, then wrap my fist around the base, admiring how stiff and veiny his cock is. Sucking dick is one of my favorite things, and it feels nice to have the opportunity again.
Unwilling to waste any more time, I take Aaron to the back of my throat. He groans, his hand winding in my hair as I bob my head up and down his shaft. His skin is smooth, his taste salty, which makes sense given his travel predicament. I revel in it, taking my time to appreciate the manliness of him by running my hands up and down the back of his thighs, noting the lean muscle, which likely means he works out.
Each time his erection hits the back of my throat, I swallow around him, which makes him cry out and tremble. “I’m gonna lose my load before you get inside me.”
I reluctantly pull off, then help him remove his shoes, pants, and underwear, leaving them in a pile on the floor. When I finally stand, Aaron removes his shirt and then helps me strip out of my clothes.
He works my shaft with his fist—it flagged a bit while getting naked but is now at full mast again.
He watches closely as his hand works me, uncertainty in his gaze, and I remember how arrogant he seemed in the service station when he asked if we were trying to swindle him. The juxtaposition between then and now brings a stab of longing to find out more, even knowing that won’t happen. He’ll be on his way back to San Jose tomorrow, and I’ll never see him again.
As good as his hand feels, I need more of him. “Get on the bed.”
“Thank fuck.” I watch as he walks to his bag first and retrieves a condom and lube. I can’t help wondering if he had some fun at the wedding in Big Sur. I push that thought away, questioning why it even matters, and focus on the fact that having protection is always a good thing.
Aaron tosses the supplies on the mattress and lies back. I hover above him, taking in how fucking hot he is, my shaft growing stiffer.
Our mouths meet as I rock against him, and before long, we’re rutting, our cocks slotting together as we devour each other. Precome leaks between us, and I have enough sense to draw back and push to my knees.
Panting heavily, I grab the lube and slick my fingers. Aaron lifts his knees to his shoulders, and I lose my breath seeing him on display like this. A puckered pink hole that’s practically bare. I push a finger inside while Aaron rocks toward me.
“Fuck yes. More.”
Desire rockets through me at the sound of his voice, and I give him what he wants, thrusting two fingers inside, twisting and rubbing. He clenches his teeth, trying to bite back a moan, but it sounds so fucking erotic that my balls tighten, ready to explode.
I withdraw my fingers, then fumble with the condom, more than eager now.
As I slide on the condom and drizzle it with lube, Aaron turns over on all fours.
And holy shit, from this viewpoint, with his spine arched, his ass on display and his balls hanging down, he might be one of the most enticing men I’ve ever fucked. Well, I haven’t fucked him yet, and if I keep this up, I might come before I get the opportunity.
I scoot closer and angle my dick between his cheeks. I press inside slowly, stars floating in front of my eyes because he’s so tight, so warm as he fits around my cock like a glove.