Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 79036 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79036 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 395(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
We thrust against each other, dicks rubbing, balls touching, chests without a whisper between us.
I run my hands down his strong, broad back, to the curve of his plump ass, holding his cheeks, squeezing them, pulling them apart, letting one of my fingers dip inside his crease to rub his hole. “I can’t wait to fuck you with this inside me.” I lick his neck, nip at the skin over his collarbone.
“Then do it.”
“Oh, I will, but it’s my turn to play.” I push his arm up and over his head, giving myself access to one of my favorite parts of him. I lean forward, kiss my way down to his armpit, then lick it from bottom to top. He’s salty here, and the rough hairs feel good against my tongue as I taste Dusty in one of the areas that’s filled with the essence of him. It’s better than any kind of drink I could have had at the bar tonight. It’s all Dusty and his want for me.
“Fuck, I love it when you do this,” he says, the fingers on his other hand skating up and down my back as he lets me make a meal of him…and I do—kissing and licking, tasting and savoring. First the left side, then the right. God, what I wouldn’t do just to live with my face right here…and in his ass and groin, where it’s all just Dusty.
“Lie down,” I tell him.
We turn so he goes to his back, with his head in the pillows. The feeling of the thick plug is constant, moving with me, making me feel like Dusty is inside me. And even though he’s not, at least not in this moment, he’s always inside me in every other way.
I go back to what I was doing, his arms above his head, just letting myself enjoy him the way I want. I go from one pit to the other again, then tease his nipples, sucking and biting, one, then the other.
“Christ, baby.” Dusty groans, body arching up.
I smile against his skin, then continue my journey down his body, stopping when I get to his groin. I nuzzle the coarse hair there, burying my face as deep as I can go into the crease where his thigh meets his groin, licking and pulling deep breaths in through my nose.
Down…
Down…
Until I’m rooting around under his balls, tasting the skin there too.
Dusty gives me free rein over his body, opening his legs, holding them back for me until I reach his hole. “We’re good?” I ask him.
“Yeah, we’re good.” He tosses me a pillow, which I shove beneath his hips.
My tongue circles his rim, tasting more salt and man. I devour him there, licking, then pushing a spit-slicked finger inside him. Dusty says my name huskily, breathlessly, and it’s the best kind of high.
I slick up with the lube, then push two fingers into the tight grip of his body. “Look at you, taking my fingers. You’re all mine, Dust. This is my hole now.”
He gasps. “Always. It’s always been yours, even before you claimed it.”
Dizziness sweeps over me. Jesus, this man and the things he says to me.
I shift while I fuck my fingers into him, stretching him. The plug moves in my ass, making a zing of pleasure shoot down my spine.
I lap at his full balls, taste them, kiss and suck them while I work open his ass and fuck my dick against the bed.
I feel like he’s all around me, all over me and inside me, and like I’m the same for him.
“Fuck me…need to feel you. Want your dick in me, baby. I need it so fucking bad,” he begs.
My cock jerks, and I almost come right then and there.
I hate even taking my fingers out of him, body trembling with all this pent-up want that feels like I’ll explode from it at any moment.
I pump some lube onto my cock, ease between his legs, and thrust into him.
Dusty says my name, and I lean over and claim his mouth, pushing my tongue inside while I fuck into his tight, hot heat over and over again. There is nothing like Dusty’s ass around my cock. Every time I move, the plug rubs against me, sending delicious pleasure shooting through me.
His arms wrap around me, his body accepting each and every pump of my hips. It’s like his hole was made for my cock. I know mine was made for him, like we fit together, this plan in the stars that took too long to come to fruition.
But now that it has, I’ll never let go again.
“Fuck…right there. Harder.”
His blunt nails dig into my back, and I fuck harder, give Dusty every part of me. My sweat drips from my body to his, our skin slick as we rub against each other. My balls are so damn high and full, ready to fill him, to release into his body so my cum is right where it belongs—inside him.