Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 66839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 334(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 334(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
Jason chuckled, the sound vibrating through him. “I don’t know, boo. Neither of us have much construction experience under our belts. It might end up being a tree shack instead.”
“Don’t talk about what I have under my belt.”
“Why?” Jason said, smiling as he grabbed between my legs. “I think I have a pretty good idea of what’s under there already.”
I licked my lips and pushed myself off the seat and into his palm. “It’s still rude,” I teased.
“Mhmm. You know what else is rude?” He set his champagne glass on the stone table and got down on his knees, opening my legs and looking up at me with a sinful glint in his eyes. “How hard you are right now.”
He buried his face between my legs, rubbing his cheeks against my erection. I opened up a little more for him, looking down as he marked his territory. I was wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and nothing else, so there wasn’t much being left to the imagination.
I glanced over at the small baby blue monitor that sat on the side table next to me. I reached over and raised the volume just as Jason started to pull my pants off.
“Stand,” he said, rubbing himself over his shorts. My sweats dropped to my ankles when I stood, my hard cock lifting up toward the sky. Jason took his shorts off before he grabbed me with both hands and steered me to his lips.
Jason started to blow me, as if his sole directive in life was to swallow my nut. He didn’t hold back, sucking on the head of my dick and twisting his hand around my wet shaft, spreading his spit and massaging me with his tongue. I rubbed his head, holding the back of it and pushing him down.
Further and further.
Until he looked up at me with watery eyes and a mouthful of my cock.
It was a view I’d never grow tired of. I melted into the moment, the sounds of hungry slurping and wet stroking mixed with the buzz of cicadas and the hiss of white noise coming from the monitor. Rocket, our pup, lifted his head for a brief moment before deciding to ignore his dads and going back to sleep.
Jason’s own cock hung heavy and hard between his legs, but he wasn’t playing with it. Instead, Jason had one arm around his back, no doubt fingering himself, causing his dick to twitch in the air.
“Get up here, baby,” I said, my cock dripping with saliva as he pulled off. “And sit that tight little ass on me.”
Jason Quill-Hale
My entire body sizzled as I stood up, a finger still in my ass and my cock rock hard, leaking, my lips still wet and Matt’s taste still on my tongue. Even after five years of being officially together, our sex never slowed down, never once could be called boring. I worshiped this man and his body, and he did the same to me. His hands glided up my thighs, over my hips, his fingers trailing the ridges of ab muscle, squeezing my chest.
My cock throbbed. I pulled my finger out and immediately felt a sense of emptiness.
“Want to get the lube?” Matt asked.
“I think I’m ready without it.” I spit into my hand and spread it over Matt’s already wet cock before bringing two fingers to my hole and sliding in, making my hole just as wet.
“Come here, then, baby.”
Matt kissed my chest and grabbed my hips as I climbed onto his lap. I looked into his eyes, finding my perfect soul mate reflected inside of them. He reached between us and lined himself up, sucking on his bottom lip as he pushed, the head of his cock sliding into me without any pain, without any resistance.
Only bliss. Only here, with my husband, the love of my life. I surrendered to it, sitting down and taking him all the way. A moan tore through me as he filled me, stretching my inner walls and pushing against my swollen prostate.
I slowly rose and sat back down, working him inch by inch, my eyes already beginning to roll to the back of my head.
Another moan, and another.
Having Matt inside me was the ultimate form of bliss. I rocked my hips forward and back, my stiff length rubbing against Matt’s firm stomach as I rode him. He leaned forward and sucked on my nipple, rolling it between his teeth as his cock worked to rearrange my guts. I groaned, feeling my core tighten. My legs started to shake, but I continued to bounce on Matt, taking him all the way.
“Fuck, baby, that’s it. Ride me just like that.”
I could feel the growl of his words vibrate through his body. Stars began to pop in my vision. Matt’s fingers dug into my hips and held me still as he started to thrust upward, fucking me harder and harder. Skin slapped against skin, the sofa beginning to creak with the force of our movements.