Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 132962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 665(@200wpm)___ 532(@250wpm)___ 443(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 132962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 665(@200wpm)___ 532(@250wpm)___ 443(@300wpm)
“I like your place,” Mitch said, reaching both his arms back, pulling Cody’s head forward for a kiss over his shoulder. Cody’s hands slid down the front of his jeans, and that was all it took for the lust to return. He was hard and ready. Mitch tried to turn in Cody’s arms, but he couldn’t move with the freaking arms of steel pinning him there, and fuck if that didn’t turn him on more.
“Walk to the right,” Cody whispered against his cheek before his warm tongue plunged into Mitch’s ear. Cody unbuckled Mitch’s belt and slid a hand inside his jeans. His cock jerked at the rubbing it got. Mitch popped the button and lowered the zipper on his jeans, freeing himself as Cody finished lavishing his ear with kisses and moved to his neck. “Move, Knox. I’m making love to you in the bed. But I’m gonna suck this first.”
Cody tightened the hold on his cock, and every nerve ending in his body went nuts. His senses overloaded, and he actually heard himself whimper.
“Move,” Cody growled, pushing Mitch forward as he stroked and nuzzled Mitch from behind. Thank god the space was small—maybe fifteen steps and they were at Cody’s bed.
Cody ran his palms up Mitch’s chest, over his nipples, and then his arms were above his head, the shirt coming off. Cody never paused in his actions. His hands ran back down along Mitch’s sides, sliding over his hips to grip the globes of his ass. Cody pushed his jeans down, flipped Mitch around, leaving the jeans pooled at his ankles with his boots on. Cody shoved him back on the bed, tugging his boots off and ridding him of his jeans in one smooth motion.
The domination thing Cody had going made his dick twitch. He fucking liked that shit, especially with the hot blond cowboy at the reins. Mitch lifted himself on his elbows and watched in fascination as Cody undressed and dropped to his knees. He pushed Mitch’s thighs open, crawled between them, and swallowed his leaking cock down to the root.
“Fuck, cowboy,” he hissed, dropping his head back to the bed when that mind-blowing heat consumed him.
He arched his hips and eased his cock in and out of Cody’s warm, wet mouth, trailing his fingers through Cody’s hair. Cody’s blond head bobbed up and down on his cock. The delicious rhythmic suction of Cody’s talented mouth had his balls tightening against his body in no time.
“Cody, I need you to make love to me, please.”
Cody pulled off his dick, and he swore the temperature rose twenty degrees in that small room as those blue eyes slid slowly up his body to meet his gaze. Cody gave him a grin and kissed the tip of his cock, before righting himself. He leaned to the side, grabbing a condom and some lube, tossing it on the bed within reach. Mitch scooted backward toward the middle of the bed, and Cody followed after him. That sexy look focused intently on him. Fuck! Mitch spread his legs and Cody crawled between them, their hard cocks brushing together as he slid his body firmly on top of him.
Their lips met when he lifted his head to take Cody’s mouth with his. He could taste himself on Cody. The feel of Cody’s weight on top of him comforted him. He thrust his hips up, grinding his erection into his cowboy.
“Fuck, Turner,” he hissed into Cody’s mouth as he continued to rut against him. Cody sucked and licked at his lips, never stopping the sensual assault.
“I missed you, missed this,” he said between frantic kisses.
“Me too.” Cody scraped his teeth over Mitch’s throat.
“Oh, god, I need you in me, cowboy.” He took hold of his legs, pulling them back, until his thighs were almost touching his chest, opening himself fully for Cody.
“Please.”
Cody sat back, and rolled the condom on. He made quick work of popping the top of the lube and pouring some into his palm. He stroked his dick a few times, his gaze holding Mitch’s the entire time. Mitch needed Cody Turner buried deep inside him, moving in him, making him forget the uncertainty of the outside world.
The press of strong fingers against his rim made his muscle flutter. Cody eased a finger past the contracting ring and slid in and out a few times before adding a second. He watched the intense look on Cody’s face as he moved those fingers inside his body.
“Now, please.”
“Let me stretch you,” Cody whispered.
“Just fuck me, Cody,” he begged.
Cody withdrew his fingers then dragged his erection along the crack of his ass, up and down his crevice, then teased the tip barely inside.
“Oh, shit,” Cody gasped as he pushed inch by inch into Mitch, stretching him torturously slow. Mitch’s ass was on fire, the burn and sting quickly fading to a delicious heat and welcomed fullness as Cody started to move.
“More.” He wanted more, needed more.
Cody pulled out almost all the way, until only the tip remained at his entrance. He slammed forward, doing that same move over and over. Shivers raced through him. He no longer had a coherent thought in his head. His hands fisted into the cool sheets as Cody used his knees for leverage and pounded wildly into him. Somehow he managed to wrap his legs around Cody, drawing him even deeper.
“Harder, cowboy. Fuck me harder,” he demanded as his body strained for release.
Cody had angled his hips, the mushroomed head of his lover’s cock brushed that magical spot with every in and out thrust of his hips. Cody fell forward and buried his face in Mitch’s neck. Mitch moaned at the prickle of Cody’s stubble scraping along his jaw. His warm breath ghosted across his skin. Cody’s hand continued moving between their bodies, tugging and stroking him with deliberate, rough pulls.
“Yes.” Cody rocked into him as loud pants filled his ear.
Mitch was close, so fucking close. The heat of his orgasm took root, growing in his spine, wrapping around to settle in his balls. A sob escaped from his lips.