Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 70097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Even a short while ago, I would’ve said I didn’t want to be bound to a single person, but now I couldn’t help imagining what it would be like to be with Jacob every night, to sleep in the same bed with him, to wake him up by sucking him off until he was begging for more.
My hand was around my dick before I even realized it. Just thinking about Jacob was enough to make me instantly hard.
I shouldn’t do this. It was only going to make me want him more. But how could I resist? My memories of him were so vivid, so visceral. It was like he was really there with me. I dreamed of uncovering all the passion burning beneath his innocent exterior. I needed to feel the way he surrendered when I took charge. If I told him to climb up on my bed, lie back, and give me his mouth, he would do it. I was certain of that.
I moved my hand slowly up and down and let myself imagine his sweet lips moving over my shaft, the heat of his mouth encompassing me, the deliciousness of his throat clenching around me as he sucked and licked. I could choke him, shove my dick all the way into his mouth, and I knew he’d still do everything in his power to please me.
Fuck, I was already so close. I worked my hand faster. I felt like I hadn’t come in forever. I was desperate for his sweet ass, his gorgeous body writhing under me, the sounds he made, the way he trusted me even when I’d felt his fear.
I reached a hand between my legs and tugged on my balls, and pleasure shot through me, so intense it made me groan. Jacob was so close. I could go get him.
No. I told him that wasn’t why he was there. I was forcing him to stay for his own good, not so he could—
He wants you as much as you want him, you know he does.
I wasn’t going to hurt him. I knew our time together hadn’t just been any old hookup for him. He felt more than he should for a man like me. I wasn’t going to make things worse for him. I would have to settle for my hand and nothing else.
It was going to be one hell of a summer.
I squeezed my dick tighter, working my hand over the head, using my precum to slick my way. I lifted my hips from the bed, pumping into the circle of my fingers. I was so close. I imagined Jacob’s mouth around me, sucking, holding himself in place even when I drove all the way in, when I made him gag and sputter around me, when I made tears run from his eyes. He wouldn’t care. He’d let me use him anyway I wanted to and beg for more. That was why I couldn’t let this be real.
Cum shot from my cock again and again, making a mess of my chest and abdomen. It was a while before I could breathe easily, and it was only then I realized how loud I must have been at the end. I’d forgotten Jacob was right next door. Had he heard, or was he already asleep?
11
JACOB
I laid in bed, muscles tense, trying to ignore the sounds coming through the wall. It had to be Grant. I hadn’t heard anyone else, no other voices, no second set of footsteps coming down the hall, and the sounds were coming from his room. I was sure of it.
I’d heard Rhys and Rogue come in before those delicious moans filtered through the wall to me, but neither of their rooms shared a wall with mine, and I hadn’t heard a sound from them. I assumed they’d fallen asleep quickly.
If no one else was with Grant—and I prayed that was true—he was jerking off and making it so good for himself that he groaned with pleasure the way he had when he was buried deep inside me.
I wanted to believe he was thinking of me, of that crazy night in his truck. That was certainly all I could think of. My ass ached to have him inside me again, and my cock was so hard I was sure thrusting against the sheets a few times would be all I needed to make myself come. But I resisted the urge. I wanted to hold back until I was sure I’d heard everything I could from Grant’s room.
What I really wanted to do was go next door and show him how hard he made me. I wanted to beg him for more, even though the last thing I needed was to get involved with Grant or anyone else. I needed to take care of my cock—and my future—by myself.