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)
It was as hungry and passionate as it had always been between them, but this was more. Hugo was reveling in the act. Making it more intimate, more carnal than foreplay. He explored Solomon’s mouth. Learning him in a way he had never taken the time to before.
His breath hitched in his chest when Hugo sucked on his tongue, feeling it all the way to his untouched erection.
He rocked his hips again. “Hugo, please.”
“Let me love you,” he repeated, his breath hot on Solomon’s cheek. “Let go and let me show you what you do to me.”
He tried to relax as the full, soft lips left his mouth and traced a slow, sensual path along his jawline and down his neck. When Solomon shivered, Hugo lingered, his teeth scraping along the sensitive flesh.
His chest got the same treatment. By the time he’d left a trail of love bites and open mouthed kisses along his ribcage and down to his abs, Solomon couldn’t control the sounds he was making or his body’s reaction.
Hugo noticed. “Look at you, so ready to come it’s already dripping out. I might need a taste to tide me over.”
“Oh God, please.” He was either going to break his hands or his headboard, he thought as Hugo’s tongue flicked over the visible flesh of his cock.
More teasing licks followed, along with a change in Hugo’s breathing. “So good,” he said huskily. “I wanting to grab the syrup downstairs and make a meal out of you, but I don’t need it, do I? Not this time. You taste too good.”
Hugo lowered his mouth, nuzzling his shaft through Solomon’s underwear and his eyes nearly rolled back in his head. “Please. I don’t want to come like this.”
“If you do, I’ll start all over again,” he said, his voice thick with desire. “I told you we had time now. And I still need to flip you over and nibble on the other white meat.”
Solomon’s laugh sounded like an animal in pain. “Next time. Whatever you want, you can do it next time. I need you, Hugo. I love you. I want you inside me when I come.”
The bed bounced as he left and heard his bedside drawer open. He looked up in time to see Hugo strip off his underwear and coat his cock with lube.
Yes. Now.
He lifted his hips when his briefs disappeared and spread his legs with a grateful moan.
Hugo pressed forward until Solomon could hardly breathe, his knees over his shoulders, hands still clutching the headboard.
“I’m going to spend days buried inside you. My cock. My tongue. We have a lot to make up for.”
Solomon arched his neck when the wet cock slid up and down the seam of his ass, Hugo massaging his clenching hole with the tip of his erection.
He couldn’t move, couldn’t thrust, in this position all he could do was take what Hugo gave him. “Do it, Hugo.”
Hugo was above him, over him, his slow, steady thrust angled down. It was tighter like this. So full it almost hurt. “God, yes.”
He didn’t stop until he was buried deep, both of them dazed and panting. “Next time,” Hugo muttered. “Next time I’ll make it last.”
Solomon nodded jerkily, ready to say anything to get what he needed. “I’m cuffed and at your mercy, just like your fantasy. You can fuck me as hard as you want to. I’m all yours.”
He could see the dam of restraint break in Hugo’s eyes. His lips parted as he looked down at where they were joined, and he pressed his shoulders into Solomon’s thighs.
“Mine.”
He cried out as Hugo’s thick shaft impaled him, shattering his sanity with a fast, brutal rhythm that bordered on too much.
All he could do was hold on and take it as the bed shook with the force of his thrusts and Hugo reached up to grip the chain between his wrists.
“I’m in you so deep, baby. You had to tease me. Begged me to lose control again. Fuck, you make me crazy.”
A roar of surprise exploded from Solomon’s throat as he came without warning, spurts of semen painting his chest and throat as Hugo groaned above him.
“Yes. Oh God, that’s so good, Younger. I’m not going to last.”
Lost to his own climax, Solomon heard Hugo join him with a cry that sounded like his name.
Love you. Love you, Hugo. Love you so much.
“I love you, too,” Hugo whispered when they finally came back down to earth. He hadn’t realized he’d been saying it out loud. Shouting it.
Love you.
***
He woke up slowly, consciousness floating up to the surface as memories of the last few hours flashed in his mind. He’d think it was a dream but his body was one big delicious ache, telling him everything was real.
Thank God.
After the first time, Hugo had released the cuffs and rubbed his arms, praising him until he’d stopped shivering in reaction. He’d given himself completely. His heart. His soul. Everything was different now that Hugo loved him.