Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 63469 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63469 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
“I thought”—he rasped, his jaw clenching tight for a moment—“you wanted to top.”
“I thought I did too,” I murmured. “But I changed my mind.”
His breath caught and he nearly whimpered, which I loved the sound of, before I took more of him inside my body.
“Go slow,” he commanded. “You hafta be careful and—oh God,” he moaned.
I had no choice but to go slow because it hurt, and my own erection was flagging until he put his hand there, jerking me back to hungry need in seconds, making me crave his touch and, even more, wanting him inside.
“You’re so tight…and I want to be inside you so bad.”
The words, along with the slow, steady stroking of my cock, had me taking more and more of him.
“I won’t hurt you,” he promised, leaning up, kissing my eyes, my cheeks, my nose, and finally my mouth, so tenderly I felt the ache for him blossom in my chest and storm through my body like sparks of lightning.
The pain that had been sharp, jolting, became a dull ache and then different again as my muscles loosened, relaxed, opened. He was sliding now where he’d been wedged earlier. The change was incredible, and I couldn’t stop myself from gasping.
“Did I hurt—”
“No,” I barely got out as I splayed my hands on his chest and levered down deeper, taking in more of him, the slow drag to my core nearly overwhelming.
“You’re killing me,” he moaned, rough and shaky. “Please don’t stop or—oh please, Glenn, honey, take me all in.”
A sound came out of me, a low, guttural growl of happiness, and I felt like I was vibrating with how good he felt, there, filling me up. But it was more than just the physical piece of him inside; it was something more, like he’d gone and filled up all the empty places in me. Every inch of him was buried inside me, his groin flush with the curve of my ass, and I wanted to stay right there for as long as he’d let me.
“Take a minute to let your body adjust to—Glenn!”
I couldn’t wait. His cock was dragging over that spot I’d read about, and my body, which had been hesitant, was quivering with fresh arousal and a renewed sense of urgency. I wanted to impale myself on him, get him in harder and faster, so I leaned forward, letting him slide out, and then eased back until he was buried to the hilt again.
A very satisfying sound came out of the man, a moan of absolute, desperate yearning.
“You want more of me,” I said, absolutely certain as his hands dug into my ass and pressed me down as he thrust up and met me, driving in deeper each time.
“You feel fucking amazing,” he marveled, hands moving to my face as he stared up into my eyes. “And I need you to let me put you on your hands and knees.”
“Can you do it faster like that?”
“Yessir, I can,” he swore, his voice whiskey smooth, edged in smoke.
Scrambling off him, I dropped to the tent floor, onto the mat there, and into position, and a second later he was behind me. Hand on the small of my back, he spread my cheeks and speared inside, thrusting deep in one smooth stroke.
“Oh God, why would anybody ever wanna top,” I mewled, taking a trembling breath as he eased out and then rammed back inside, pounding into me again and again, piston fast, exactly as I wanted.
“Because you feel so perfect, that’s why. I’ve dreamed about having you wrapped around my cock, and I cannot wait to get you in my bed.”
His bed?
“In my house, on my sheets, under my blankets… Tell me I can…tell me you’re going to come home with me and sit on my porch and eat in my kitchen and sleep in my bed.”
My heart, in the midst of the best sex of my life, threatened to explode. “You’re sayin’ you wanna see me?”
“I am,” he said plainly, grabbing hold of my ass, careful with my wounded side, his fingers ready to leave bruises on the opposite hip. “A lot. Just me, just you, us, no one else. Say I can.”
“Oh yes.”
“And swear you won’t do this with anyone else until one of us says.”
“I promise,” I rasped, in absolute lust and like with Mac. The lusting was not new, but the liking certainly was.
“Good,” he said, laughing softly in my ear before kissing me there. He turned my head so he could ravage my mouth for a moment, and then I was ordered to grab my dick. “I need you to come before I do, so—”
“Just let go and hammer me.”
“Oh yeah, fuckin’ made for me,” he growled, pummeling inside me, my muscles clamping down around him.
“Maclain!” I mewled, coming apart beneath him, my cum splattering the floor.