Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 77051 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77051 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Patrick’s mouth slid down my neck as we took the stairs awkwardly, half-naked and wrapped up in each other. “I want to take our time tonight.”
“Fuck yes. Me too.”
Once we were in his room, we hurried out of our clothes, the two of us standing there naked, my hands on his face as I kissed him. My tongue pushed into his mouth, needing to savor the taste of him.
Patrick’s hands went up and down my back, then went lower to cup my ass.
“I love that you still sleep in here.” And that after all of this time, the same lights were still on his house.
“Makes me feel like I’m closer to you.”
“Fuck, baby.” I lifted him, carrying Patrick over to the bed. I laid him down, bent over him, thrusting my cock against his as we slowly fed each other all of the pleasure inside of us.
Patrick moved up, and I continued to follow him until we positioned ourselves with his head on the pillow and me still above him.
I kissed my way down his chest, stuck my tongue in his belly button, then sucked his cock to the back of my throat.
“Fuck yes.” He thrust up and into my waiting mouth.
I blew him until his thighs started to shake, and he threw a bottle of lube at my head. Chuckling, I asked, “I thought you wanted me to go slow?”
“We have all night,” he responded, but one night with him would never be enough.
27
WHITT
Nothing else mattered right now. Not the game, not the fans, not my parents showing up. Just Tucker. I was single-mindedly focused on him as he did his best to drive me out of my mind, licking and sucking me. He ignored the lube I’d thrown at him and the desperate noises coming out of my mouth as I tried to resist coming too fast—an issue I’d only ever had with him. But the fucker knew exactly what he was doing, and he did it with a focus and determination that was equal parts intoxicating and infuriating, much like the man himself.
Gathering what willpower I had left, I pushed him off me and forced him onto his back, taking over control as I straddled him.
He reached for my hips automatically, a wicked grin painting his lips because he thought he knew how this was gonna go.
I caught his wrists and guided them back toward his head. “Uh-uh,” I said with a tsk. “Those stay up there. No touching.”
“Oh yeah?” He arched an amused brow, then moaned as I tilted my hips so my rigid cock glided along his.
“Yeah.” I wanted him inside me so badly it was hard not to just lube him up and slide down on his cock, but I was a sucker, too, for the way ecstasy played over his face, tensed his jaw, the ragged puffs of air that escaped his lips every time my dick brushed his.
I curled over him, hands pinning his wrists once more, and kissed him, the increased friction between us and the familiar taste of him making me dizzy. “Tell me you want this ass. I wanna hear it.”
“You know I fucking do. Forever and always.” Tucker groaned, arching his hips.
He looked so fucking sexy this way and so very, very…mine. It was a heady, powerful sensation to know how far we’d come and that he was still mine, and I was his.
Reaching behind me, I fiddled the cap off the lube and slicked us up quickly. Tucker’s eyes fluttered closed, and he took a deep breath, his whole body practically vibrating with the force of his restraint as I positioned him at my entrance.
“Fuck yes, baby.” The muscles along his forearm tensed as I slid lower, taking him inside me inch by slow inch.
Unadulterated bliss consumed me, and I gasped, gritting my teeth as his thick cock stretched me open. I could tell he was fighting the urge to break free of my grasp and grab me, slam deeper inside me. With the first roll of my hips, his nostrils flared as a grunt escaped him.
“Goddamn, you feel good,” I whispered, and his body shuddered beneath me. I wasn’t gonna last long, and the bulging veins in Tucker’s neck told me he was in the same shape. I licked one of them and then nipped it as I rode him slowly, trying to draw us both out. “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me.”
Tucker’s hazy gaze latched on mine, a solemnity surfacing in his dark eyes that matched the way I felt inside. I let go of his wrists and slid my palms up, fingers lacing with his, a trail of heated tingles racing over my skin everywhere we touched. I couldn’t imagine ever going without it. Going without him.
I picked up the pace, thighs smacking his and my breath growing ragged as pressure built inside me. And then I couldn’t hold on any longer. I pressed my forehead against his and fucked him hard and fast, wave after wave of pleasure sending me over the edge and dragging Tucker with me. I cried out as my release tore through me, every thrust of his cock sending another hot spurt of my cum over his abdomen until we were both wrung dry, our hearts beating a wild rhythm against each other.