Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88487 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88487 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
A tremor started in Jin. Just the image in his mind alone had him hanging on the edge of orgasm. He twisted in West’s arms and slapped a hand over that exquisite, filthy mouth.
“When was the last time you were tested?” Jin snarled.
He could feel West’s broad smile form under his fingers. He grabbed Jin’s wrist and licked his palm before pulling his hand away. “Four days ago.”
Jin’s brain stopped. He couldn’t have heard that correctly. Four days ago? “How?”
“When your brother interrupted us, I figured sex was pretty much inevitable. So while you were visiting your father one day after we got some new security in place, I slipped away and had blood drawn for the test. Results came back two days ago. Everything is negative.”
“Come inside me,” Jin blurted out, proving that any censorship between his brain and mouth was destroyed. “I mean…fuck…I’m negative too. I have results. Test results. Somewhere.” Okay, coherent thought was dead as well. He was just raging hard-on and aching, empty need. His ass needed to be filled with Westin’s cock and cum. This wasn’t a want. It had become a basic essential of life, like eating and breathing.
“Yes.”
He wasn’t sure what West was agreeing to. The only thing that mattered was that they were now moving to the bed. Just as they reached it, West hooked his hands under his thighs and lifted, chucking Jin onto the middle of the mattress. Jin cackled as he bounced twice amid the blankets, while West kicked off his underwear and snagged the lube from the nightstand.
After tossing the bottle onto the blankets, West crawled up between Jin’s legs. He lowered his head and nuzzled Jin’s balls and cock until Jin was twisting his fingers in West’s hair to drag him higher. He wouldn’t last much longer like this. The man was driving him insane.
But West refused to move away from his groin. No, the wicked man grabbed the waistband of his underwear with his teeth and began tugging it lower. Jin’s eyes rolled back into his head as he remembered his lover’s threat from earlier, when he swore he’d remove the red ones with his teeth the next time he wore them.
Jin lifted his hips, helping West as much as he could manage. The moment he was free of his last stitch of clothing, Jin rolled over onto his stomach and pulled his knees up, wiggling his ass at West.
“Now. Just fuck me now,” he half sobbed into the blankets. All this touching, teasing, and stroking was making him crazy. His entire body had become a live wire, a quivering pool of gasoline waiting for a stray spark. He couldn’t take it any longer.
Thankfully, West seemed to be near the end of his rope as well. The man grunted as he smoothed one hand across an ass cheek. His fingers dug in, spreading him. Some part of his brain said he should feel embarrassed or something. But the plastic pop of the lid followed by the feeling of cool lube being poured across his greedy hole brought only relief.
Two fingers plunged inside, and a strangled sound left him. He couldn’t describe it. Pain and pleasure fought for dominance in his body. After just a couple of strokes, pleasure won out, and he started moving, fucking himself on West’s fingers, anything to find a modicum of relief.
Teeth sank into one cheek, and Jin thought he was going to lose his mind. West was all he could have wanted. Protector, confidant, silly joker, and wild, ravenous lover.
When West finally stretched him enough, he moved into position and teased him for only a second, the head of his cock brushing across his hole. Just as he sucked in a noisy breath to curse the man, West pushed inside in one long, steady stroke, filling him so completely that the new air in his lungs was forced out.
There was nothing delicate or gentle about this act. It was a nice, hard fuck that left Jin sobbing with pleasure. As West pounded into his ass, he wrapped his fist in Jin’s long hair and pulled, forcing Jin onto his hands, his back arched while thrusting his ass even higher. The shift in angle was enough to bring West into contact with his prostate. The world exploded around Jin. Everything turned white and he barely got his hand on his cock as he came.
West’s shouts jumped above his own, and a liquid heat filled his channel.
Oh God, West was coming inside of him.
He could feel him. Jin whimpered, his body wanting to come all over again at just the thought.
West loosened his hold on his hair and Jin collapsed onto the sheets that were now twisted and soaked in sweat and cum. He couldn’t bring himself to care in the slightest. His breathing was fast and uneven while his head continued to swim. The most delicious tingles spread throughout his entire body. He had never come so hard in his entire life. This couldn’t be healthy.