Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 70115 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70115 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
“I’m begging now. Please, Hugo.”
“Please what?” Hugo licked the seam of his ass wickedly as his finger curved inside. “You’re going to have to be specific. That’s what it will take to get my mind off this free buffet.”
“The first time,” he started roughly, his ass tilting into Hugo’s thrusting finger, trying to get more. “You’re the only man I’ve wanted like this since... Please, Hugo. God, please fuck me.”
Hugo bit into Solomon’s skin so the primal shout trying to claw its way out of his chest wouldn’t escape. The only man since he was eighteen.
It should have made him slow down to make sure Solomon was ready. Instead it stripped his patience and hardened his resolve to take him now. Hardened his fucking everything.
He pushed back the chair and spanked Hugo’s ass. “Don’t move.”
He tore open the duffle bag in search of a condom and lube, hesitating when he glanced at the bed.
No. It had to be the desk.
He ripped open the condom and rolled the rubber down his cock, his teeth grinding at the sensation.
Coating two fingers with lube, he worked Solomon open, massaging and teasing, stretching him while he arched beneath his touch.
“This first time won’t be nice and easy, Younger. I’ll make it good, I promise, but I can’t go slow.”
“I don’t want slow.”
Perfect. “Breathe out and try to relax for me. I know what you need. What we’ve both needed for years.”
He drew his fingers out and lined the head of his cock up with the tight ring of muscles he was dying to stretch wide.
“Years,” he muttered darkly. “Years since I’ve wanted to fuck anyone but you.”
Solomon’s tension eased at that and he released a shaky breath. “Good. Then do it.”
He slid his hand up his back and into the silky mass of his hair, holding it away from his face so he could see everything. Canting his hips forward slowly, he flinched at that bruising squeeze before Solomon opened up and let him in. “Fuck.”
Despite his warning, he tried to go slow, his gaze riveted to the place they were joined. “A little more,” he said, grunting at the clenching grip. “God, you’re strangling my cock with that ass.”
“Self-defense mechanism.” Solomon’s huffed out chuckle made the fit even tighter. “It’s reacting to a giant fucking invader.”
He made him laugh.
He’d imagined hard fucking as payback for years of blue-balling foreplay, the finality of closure and days of relentless need and passion…but never humor.
He tugged playfully on his hair. “Well this fucking invader wants to fuck you, not make diamonds. So breathe out and let me in, tight ass.”
He looked over his shoulder and the desperate hunger swimming in all that blue had Hugo holding his breath. “Make me.”
Fuck yes. Hugo kept their gaze locked as he clenched his ass and thrust deep. All the way in.
Jesus, all the way.
Solomon let out a cry and bared his teeth, his cast banging on the desktop. “Fuck, you’re filling me up. So much. So… Don’t stop.”
He wasn’t sure he could. Not now that he knew how it felt.
So deep inside you, baby. Finally inside.
He gave him seconds to adjust before he started to move. Had to move. Had to fuck him.
Solomon took everything he gave and begged for more, pushing back against each thrust until they were both panting, both driven closer to the edge.
Hugo bent over him, covering his body as he snapped, setting a rough, unforgiving pace. “First the van, now you’re daring me to give you the kind of hard fucking that could break this desk. You love pushing, don’t you? Love to make me crazy.” He bit down on his neck and Solomon cried out, spurring him on. “Be as loud as you want, baby. Let the whole floor know that I’m the only one that gets inside. The only one with permission to claim this tight, perfect ass and make you come.”
Solomon reached almost defiantly for his erection and Hugo covered his hand, stopping him. “You can’t come without me. Not when I’m inside you. Not unless I say.”
Solomon swore and let Hugo grip the base of his shaft. “Another rule?”
“That’s right. God, you feel so damn good.”
He hit his prostate and smiled when Solomon groaned in surprise. “There it is again. Younger’s On button. Want more?”
“Yes.” He ground his forehead into the desk, his exhale sounding like a whimper. “Again.”
Hugo gave him what he wanted, laying open-mouthed kisses on his shoulder, tightening his hold as he got closer. God, he was so close.
The desk started moving, rhythmically hitting the wall in time with Hugo’s pounding thrusts. He couldn’t hold back. Couldn’t rein himself in. He had to get deeper. Had to have everything.
Fucking you. Finally fucking you.
He felt the sharp tingle at the base of his spine and started to stroke Solomon in time with his thrusts. “Come now, baby. Come on my cock.”