Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 79488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
“Stop trying.” He kissed one hip bone. “It’s useless anyway.” Then the other. “I think we might like each other.”
“Liar.” But we both knew Ty was right. There was zero chance I would have taken him with me today if that hadn’t been the case.
Ty took my dick to the back of his throat, swallowing around me before slowly pulling off. My body was on fire for him. My brains scrambled. I wanted to tell him I really did like him, that I enjoyed seeing him hang out with my grandma today, that he made my insides feel chaotic but in a way I welcomed because it felt better than anything in my life ever had. Maybe because I’d never let myself feel much, so anything felt like delicious chaos. But instead I answered the way I could, the way he would expect, the one that totally fit us. “Get your fingers in my ass, Lacrosse, before I just jerk off and take a nap instead.”
He laughed. “God, you’re great.”
The affection in his voice made my breath hitch. It wasn’t often someone said something like that to me. “I know,” I replied, with a silent thank-you in my head.
Ty knelt beside me. “Turn over.”
I did, and he grabbed the lube and pumped some onto his fingers. He used the other hand to rub over my ass, then stretch one ass cheek to the side. “Jesus, look at that hole. He’s begging for my cock.”
“You fluent in asshole?”
“I’m fluent in you.”
Oh…well, shit. I didn’t know how to respond to that. Ty leaned over me, kissing my shoulders, then each knot of my spine as he sneaked his fingers in my crease, starting by rubbing my rim, then pushing inside. “Christ.” My eyes rolled back. It had been a while since I’d had someone inside me.
“You took the word right out of my mouth. You’re so tight.”
“Quality hole,” I teased.
“Whoa there, buddy. Stop trying to steal my shit. That’s me.”
“It can be both of us.”
“We’ll see about that.”
I ended up on my hands and knees. Ty went from one finger to two and finally three, stretching me out, fucking me with them, making my hands fist in the pillows at that familiar sting and the feeling of fullness from having someone inside you.
“My dick is leaking like a faucet. I’ve never wanted to be inside someone so much.”
I buried my face in the pillows, let his words sink in. Lots of people had wanted me—wanted to fuck me, wanted me to fuck them—so why did it feel so different when it came from Ty? “Fuck me.” I pushed back against him, worked my ass on his fingers.
“I’m gonna need you to say that to me a whole lot more often. It’s hot.”
“Not if you don’t get on with it.”
But he did. I groaned when he pulled his fingers out. I watched over my shoulder as Ty suited up, lubed himself, then knelt behind me, his hands on my hips, his cheeks flushed pink, but then his grin grew cockier by the second.
“I’m going to get to the owning now.”
“About time.”
He held the base of his cock and pushed in. His dick was wider than his three fingers had been, filling me, working me open in new ways. I breathed through the initial discomfort, focused on his words. “Fuck…you’re so good. I can’t believe you’re letting me in that ass. Holy shit, Brax. I never thought I’d get to actually have you.”
I never thought he would either, but I sure as hell was glad to be wrong.
He was going slow, too slow, so when he was almost in, I pushed back, and we both hissed out a breath together.
It was all Ty needed to let loose on me. He pulled back some, then slammed forward, snapping his hips, fucking into me over and over and over again. My head spun, my balls ached, my cock leaked and throbbed as we took pleasure in each other.
“Stroke your dick for me, Sunshine. He needs a little attention before he gets too jelly of how much love I’m showing your ass.”
I didn’t know how to respond to that, but then, half the time I was lost in how to respond to him. No one had ever kept me on my toes the way he did. No one made me laugh the way he did either.
I squirted lube into my hand and got to work, fisting my erection and working it with each pump of his hips. Every time Ty’s cock brushed over my prostate, my vision doubled and pleasure shot down my spine.
“Quality. Fucking. Hole.” Ty’s voice was rasping, his breathing choppy as he lost himself in my ass. “You have no idea how much I want to empty my balls inside you. How much I wish I could watch my load leak out of you.”