Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 92536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 463(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 463(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
He circled Tate’s rim, and like the tongue, it felt new but damn good.
“I wish you could see yourself right now, baby. This beautiful home is already soft and opening up for me. It’s beautiful. You’re just dying to be full of me, aren’t you?”
Pressure came next, and before he had the chance to process the increased sensation or the erotic question fully, Liam’s finger slipped inside him.
“I… oh shit… wow.”
“So eloquent, baby.”
Liam was inside him. A man, the most perfect man, had his finger buried in Tate’s ass. And Tate liked it. There was mild discomfort from the unfamiliar invasion, a slight burn and stretch, but nothing he couldn’t handle.
“I… I like it.”
Warm lips trailed up his spine. “Good. I want you to fucking love it, though, so how about I do this?” Liam circled his finger, probing, testing, and loosening the hole for his cock. Tate breathed and forced himself to relax and feel, not think. “Or this?” Liam curled his finger and hit something that set off an entire firework show in Tate’s body.
“Luxe! Fuck!”
Liam chuckled as he kissed along the ridge of Tate’s shoulder blade. “Wanna guess what that was?”
His skin buzzed with electricity. Even his body hair felt charged. “Jesus, had I known you guys were dead serious about the prostate, I mighta tried that on my own.”
“Trust me, we do not lie about the magic of the prostate.” Liam did it again, and Tate’s back bowed as he let out a high-pitched whine and bit the inside of his cheek to keep from coming.
“You can’t do much more of that, Luxe, or I’ll be lying in a puddle of cum and miss the main event.”
“No, we definitely can’t have that.” Liam licked a line up the back of Tate’s neck, then sucked where it curved into his shoulder as he sneakily snuck a second finger in him.
It ramped up the intensity for sure, making him feel like he was riding the edge of pleasure and pain, but he fucking loved it. When Liam scissored his fingers, stretching him, he groaned and experimentally pushed back on the fingers.
“That’s it,” Liam said, still laying a mix of soft and biting kisses all over his back. “You’re taking two fingers well, baby. You’re gonna take my cock like a champ, but I want one more in you first. Make sure you’re ready for me, okay?”
“Yeah, yeah, do it.” He panted and rocked back, coming up onto his elbows to get those fingers in deeper.
Liam was really finger-fucking him now, whispering approval and filthy promises as he worked a third finger inside. He hit Tate’s prostate a few more times, each accompanied by a dark chuckle when Tate shouted and cursed.
His body shook. Sweat rolled down his back, captured by Liam’s searching tongue. His breath came in great heaves and flops. “Oh God, please, Luxe.” He was going out of his damn mind. “I’m not gonna last. You gotta fuck me now. I’m ready.”
“Mmm, I think you are.” Liam pulled his fingers out, and Tate moaned at the loss of fullness. He’d fought this in his mind, but fuck, if he didn’t love the feeling of those fingers in his ass. He had a feeling in the future, he’d be fighting Liam for the bottom position, and that they had a lot of flip-fucking on the horizon.
“Roll over, baby,” Liam said as he lightly slapped Tate’s ass. “I wanna see you when I take you for the first time. Wanna see every single expression on that gorgeous face. Wanna watch those eyes glaze over when I push into you.”
“Fuck.” Tate rolled over so fast he nearly sent Liam tumbling off the bed.
“Eager?” Liam said with a laugh as he righted himself.
“You fucking know I am. Now get that pretty cock inside me.” He hauled his knees up, exposing himself to Liam on his own this time. Any reservations or discomfort over the vulnerable position had passed, replaced by an overwhelming desperation to be filled.
The teasing grin on Liam’s face transformed into dark need. He stroked his hands up the backs of Tate’s thighs, then shoved two fingers back inside him.
Tate groaned.
“Shit, I almost forgot. Let me get a condom. Jesus, I’ve never forgotten.” Apparently, Liam couldn’t resist twisting his fingers one final time.
“No! I’m tested. I’m clean. Fucking promise it. I’ve never gone without, and I was tested after the last guy many months ago.” Had he really just ordered Liam to come bare in his ass? Yes, he had. The thought of Liam’s cum flooding his insides had him breathless. “No condom, Luxe.”
The other man’s eyes widened, and he nodded so fast he looked like a bobblehead doll. “I’m clean too. Never been without one. I might bust before I’m all the way in. This is going to be the hottest thing ever,” he mumbled the final part.