Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 87367 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 437(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87367 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 437(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
“What’s wrong?” Brody asked.
I shook those thoughts away. “Nothing. Come on. If I’m taking you for the first time, it’s definitely going to be in a bed.”
We rinsed and turned the water off.
I tossed him a towel, which Brody caught before saying, “You better be good at this, No Good Mitchell.” There were nerves in his voice, which I could understand. It was always scary the first time.
“I was nervous too, ya know?”
“Don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“I’m just saying if you are.”
“Shut up and fuck me,” Brody countered, and it was all I needed. We weren’t completely dried off, but I didn’t give a shit about that. I grabbed him, pulled him toward me as I took his mouth slowly. We backed up toward the bed. When we got there, I turned us around so his back was to it and pushed him onto the mattress.
“Lie down.”
“Who’s bossy now?” Still, he did as I said, lying on his back, head on the pillows, legs spread, and slowly stroked his thick cock. “Like what you see?”
“Eh, you’re okay,” I teased, crawling toward him. I sucked his dick to the back of my throat, and he jolted off the bed.
“Fuck, that feels good.”
“Mm-hm,” I replied, licking him, before grabbing the lube and a condom from the nightstand. I squirted some in my hand and winked. “Now it’s time to play.”
Lowering my mouth to his dick again, I let my fingers slide back behind his balls. Brody spread his legs wider as my fingers circled his pucker.
“Fuck…that’s…”
“Have you ever played back here before?”
“No.”
I kissed his inner thighs, his balls, his shaft, still rubbing him. When he was gasping and writhing, I pushed the tip of a finger inside.
“Oh…”
“It’ll get better.” Lick, suck, finger. I teased him and played, worked more inside his hot body. Then I angled my finger toward his prostate and rubbed.
“Oh fuck!” Brody thrust into my mouth, his dick hitting the back of my throat. “Sorry.”
“It’s okay. I can take it. You ready for another one?”
“If you rub that spot again, I’m pretty sure there’s nothing I’m not ready for.”
“Methinks Brody is going to love him some ass play.”
“Shut up and put another one inside me.”
I lubed up a little more and did, working two into his tight channel as I enjoyed myself—sometimes playing with his prostate and watching his reaction, others using my mouth on his cock. Brody’s hand tightened in my hair as he looked down at me, sweat beading on his brow, his stare intense and hungry.
“Shit…fuck…God, that feels good.” His eyes began to roll back. I could tell he was close to coming, so I slowed down, pulled out. “God, I hate you.”
“That’s no way to talk to someone who’s making you feel so good.”
“You were until you stopped.”
“Roll over, country boy. Let me see that ass.”
He did, and damn, it really was a nice one, his cheeks and upper thighs white compared to his back and lower legs. “Haven’t you guys ever heard of tanning beds out here?” I joked.
“That’s what you’re thinking about right now? With my fine ass in front of you.”
Leaning in, I chuckled before I bit.
“I like that…your teeth.”
“I’m planning on doing a whole lot of things you like.” After slicking my fingers again, I used two on him, stretching him. I watched my digits breach his hole, disappear inside, before teasing them out again. My balls were aching as Brody thrust against the mattress.
“Do it…don’t make me beg,” he finally said, and I silently thanked God.
“Get up on your knees.”
I put the condom on and lubed up, before squirting some more in the tight, pink hole that might actually kill me. I wasn’t sure how I’d survive fucking Brody O’Ralley, but I figured it would be a good way to go.
I spread his cheeks, rubbed my thumb against his rim, and watched as goose bumps chased each other down his back.
“Please…”
“You’re fucking hungry for it, aren’t you?”
“You’re just realizing that?”
I pressed at him with the head of my cock. “Push out a little, okay? It’ll make it easier.”
He nodded, did as I said, and I started to ease inside.
Every curse word in existence ran through my head. He was so damn hot, so fucking tight, I didn’t know how I was going to keep myself in check. I would, of course, because I wanted this to be good for him. I wanted it better than good for him.
“A little more,” he said when I paused. I kept going, following his lead, the signals his body was giving me and the things he told me, until my groin was against his ass as I knelt behind him.
“Fuck…Brodes…” I ran my hand down his spine, trying to get myself under control. Christ, I wanted to spill right then.
“You can move a little. Just go slow.”