Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 58397 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 292(@200wpm)___ 234(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58397 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 292(@200wpm)___ 234(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
Eventually, Mathis declared he was ready to hit the sack, and I looked at my watch. Fucking hell, it was almost two AM.
“When’s my first meeting tomorrow?” I asked.
“At ten,” Peyton replied. “And they’re back-to-back until dinner.”
It was going to be a less glamorous day, in other words.
After we said goodnight to Mathis, he headed for his own room, and Peyton and I went inside and took turns in the bathroom. When I came out, I noticed he’d drawn the drapes but hadn’t prepared the sofa bed yet. Good. I’d already made up my mind, regardless. I grabbed his luggage and wheeled it into my bedroom.
I’d just draped my pants over my own luggage and was unbuttoning my shirt when Peyton poked his head in.
“You stole my bag.”
“It was my subtle way of asking if you’d like to spend the night with me.”
He smiled and closed the door, turning the lock too. “I was gonna ask you anyway. Well, I was going to make an awkward attempt at seducing you.”
I was sort of sad to miss that. I was sure it would’ve been tremendously Peyton-like and, therefore, impossible to resist.
Pulling my undershirt over my head, I slumped down on the edge of the bed and threw the tank into the closet.
Peyton must’ve gotten undressed in the bathroom. He was only in briefs and his own undershirt.
He walked over to me and set one knee on the mattress. I took the hint and backed up slightly, then welcomed him onto my lap. Where he belonged. I slipped my hands up his thighs and back to his ass, bringing him closer to me.
He dropped his forehead to mine and closed his eyes.
Fuck, he was beautiful.
Someway, somehow, we had to make it. This wasn’t a game for me. Perhaps it had started out as something fun, something casual, but it couldn’t stay that way any longer.
I closed my eyes too, and I just breathed him in and let my hands roam his back.
“Edward,” he whispered.
I shivered. That felt right. It sounded right. Opening my eyes again, I caught him gazing at my mouth. He ran his knuckles over my stubble and wet his bottom lip.
It was as if my senses went into overdrive. A strong buzz flowed between us, and I reached up and brushed the pad of my thumb over his lip. In turn, he kissed it softly and nuzzled my nose.
I drew a breath as his lips ghosted across mine. The light touch went straight through me, waking up every erogenous zone I had. I slid my hand to the back of his neck and closed the distance again, and our breaths mingled. He parted his lips to capture my upper one between his, and I swiped the tip of my tongue over his bottom one. It was the most tentative first kiss I’d experienced, and yet it was a perfect contrast to how we’d dived in headfirst with everything else.
The second our tongues met, a careful caress, I thought I was going to burst. Lips ghosting, tongues sliding, hands finding purchase. He trembled and locked his arms around my neck, and it did it for me. I angled my head and surrendered. I covered his mouth with my own, and the buzz grew even stronger. I kissed him firmly, passionately, and felt him melt into me.
It wasn’t enough.
Needing to consume him, I shifted on the bed so I could lay him down on the mattress, and I followed. I crawled over him, and he scooted farther up, and our mouths never left each other.
“Daddy,” he whimpered.
“I’m right here, baby.” I kissed him harder, swirling my tongue around his. “Daddy’s got you.”
He nodded and began squirming himself out his underwear.
I only stopped kissing him to remove his undershirt. Then I was back, and he pushed down my boxer briefs and dug his heels into my ass.
I sucked his bottom lip into my mouth.
He moaned and rubbed his cock against my hip.
“Move,” he breathed. He nudged me onto my back and straddled me. There, he pushed my boxer briefs all the way off, and I sat up, capturing his mouth in another deep kiss. He made one of his needy sounds and slid his tongue alongside mine. “It’s possible I stashed the bottle of coconut oil under your pillow while you brushed your teeth.”
I let out a chuckle and squeezed him to me. “You’d have no issues whatsoever seducing me, Peyton.”
“Good.” He wriggled his sweet little ass over my cock and kissed me. “I don’t wanna wait anymore, Daddy. I want your big cock in me.”
I got lost in another dizzying kiss and wrapped my fingers around his cock. “Okay. Let’s get you ready. Get on all fours for me.”
“Yesss.”
His youthful joy turned my cock to granite, and while he scrambled into position, I found the bottle of oil under one of the pillows. Then I crawled behind him and thanked my lucky stars for that magnificent view.