Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 91961 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91961 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
His face flashes to a concerned expression. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. I just need a second.”
He waits for me, giving me the time I need, making me feel like everything’s fine. As we gaze into each other’s eyes, he offers a warm smile before kissing me again, much softer this time, easing my tension.
“Okay, I think I’m good,” I say. I lower my ass onto his shaft even more.
Slowly still.
I try to relax into it, leaning back.
Frankie runs his hand down my face and then down my body, taking his time, appreciating every muscle.
He pulls his hand back and licks his thumb before putting it against my nipple and encircling it.
I throw my head back and just let go, enjoy the experience as I purr at it.
“You like that?” he asks.
“Yes, Frankie.”
“Edging Evan,” he jokes, and I chuckle. He laughs with me, and as he does, his dick slides farther in and I go, “Ooh, ooh.”
“Sorry.”
“No, it’s fine. It just surprised me,” I say, resting my hand on his shoulder as I sit on his cock some more, allowing it deeper inside me.
The pressure intensifies, and I like the sensation, especially when I feel a sharp jolt race through me.
“Oh,” I say, rolling my head back, my body trembling.
I close my eyes, just appreciating how good it feels.
Peter could play with my prostate when he was fingering me, but he could never have hit that with his little thing.
“You like that?” Frankie asks, rocking his hips slightly so that his cock hits that spot again.
A rippling sensation radiates throughout my body, making me twitch about.
“Oh, God, Frankie,” I say.
“I love your tight ass. Like you’ve been saving it just for me.”
And it kind of feels like that’s what I was doing, and considering how it feels, I’m glad.
I move up and down slowly, forcing his cock against my prostate again and again.
Frankie moves close to me again, kissing me as I offer a series of moans that feel beyond my control.
I swipe my tongue across his as we swap kisses, and once again, I find myself lost in those kisses. The more frenzied we become with them—like we were when we started, like neither of us can stand to be away from the taste of the other’s mouth—the more comfortable I feel about letting more of his girth within me, about lowering my body more and more as I move up and down to enjoy the way he stimulates me.
When he finally pulls away, I feel a little uneasy. Now I’m the one who feels like something’s wrong, but as he lies back, he says, “Just keep going. I want to watch you enjoy yourself.”
I feel my cheeks fill with heat, but I don’t know if it’s because of how vulnerable I feel right now or because of the way his cock is hitting my spot just right.
“Hey, don’t worry. You look beautiful riding my cock.”
His words give me confidence like they do when he encourages me while I’m wearing my hood.
I relax and lean back, moving up and down, enjoying his cock the way I really want to, feeling him moving in synch with me as he slams against my prostate again and again.
He runs his hand up and down my torso.
“That’s real good, Ev.”
“You feel so amazing,” I tell him, wanting him to know just how amazing his cock feels inside me.
“Me? You should feel this tight ass.” His voice is low and deep. It hits my ears almost right as his dick hits my prostate, sending a rush coursing through my body.
My movements become more vigorous now that my body has adjusted to his size. I run my hands up and down my sides, just totally throwing myself into the experience of feeling him deep inside me.
With each push, my body becomes more and more hypersensitive until I can feel fucking tingling in my toes and fingertips.
Frankie moves quickly, and before I know what he’s doing, he’s sitting up, his lips against mine once again.
I nip at his lip as though I’m in my pup space. I’m just feeling so uninhibited, so free.
Frankie pulls away, seeming to notice my behavior. “Oh, hey, Pup Runt. What are you doing here?”
I chuckle as he hooks his arms around my legs and pulls them toward him. “Wrap your arms around me and lean back a little,” he instructs, and I do as I’m told. He pulls my legs until my feet are behind him and I’m sitting in his lap, his cock buried in my ass.
It’s actually a pretty nice fit now, and I enjoy having Frankie inside me like this.
He kicks his right leg out to his side and slides it across the mattress until he’s on one knee, then does the same with his other leg, leaning forward so that I’m on my back, him over me, dominating me.