Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 87439 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 437(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87439 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 437(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
He leans close and kisses me—a gentle kiss I eagerly embrace.
As he pulls away, we gaze into each other’s eyes before he says, “Okay, now just hold me close and keep appreciating your boyfriend.”
“Can do,” I say as he repositions with his ass tight against me. I rest my cheek against his face, kissing, then say, “The only thing you should be more concerned about is if this Sigma Alpha/Alpha Theta Mu truce is gonna work.”
“Um…you mean the Alpha Theta Mu/Sigma Alpha truce? Don’t forget whose house you’re in.”
“You said while wearing a Sigma Alpha hoodie.”
“And it feels so good.”
“Here I thought you were all wounded and vulnerable, and you’re still the same old Lance.”
“And you’re the same old Ty. Unless you’re gonna suddenly insist on bottoming.” He glances over his shoulder, smirking.
“Not feeling any bottoming urges. But I wouldn’t mind…” I caress down to those beautiful globes, copping a feel, enjoying the way my hand glides across his smooth flesh. “Mmmm,” I drag out. “It’ll be even nicer to get in there now that I know my man loves me.”
His smile expands into a grin.
“If it makes you that happy,” I tell him, “gonna be hard not to give it to you.”
“It needs to be hard for you to give it to me.”
I push up against his ass. “Clearly, that won’t be an issue.”
He reaches around, grabbing my cock and stroking.
I growl. “You’re not helping any.”
“How so?” He slows his pace, toying with me.
“Stop doing that. You’re still recovering.”
“Maybe I just need a thick dick in me to make me feel better.”
“Please, you’ve been in the hospital all night.”
“And I slept through most of it. Also, there’s a reason I spent a few extra minutes in the shower.”
“Fuck, now I’m really hard. I’ll get the lube.”
I start to roll toward the nightstand, but he keeps his grip firmly on my cock. “Or we could not.”
“Oh, you don’t want to do anything, then? Of course. Sorry, just my horny brain and all that teasing my cock.”
He wears a mischievous expression. “That’s not what I said.”
“For some reason, you sound even sexier with this husky voice.”
He laughs before releasing my cock and tucking his ass close so my cock runs vertically along it.
“What are we doing?”
“You can spit, can’t you?”
I glare at him. “That’s not something that happens in real life. That’s porn shit.”
“Ash says he and Colin do it all the time.”
“Maybe Ash and Colin are liars. Or maybe Colin’s just dicked him down enough that that hole opens right up for him.”
“We could give it a try and see for ourselves. I should get what I want since I’ve been in the hospital.”
A jolt of excitement pulses through me.
Is this some kind of sick joke?
But it sounds hot as sin, and now he’s got me curious.
“Okay, we can try, but only because you’re clearly wounded and horny, so you get whatever the hell you want.”
He shrugs. “Truth.”
“One-word Lance is back.”
I wet my forefinger and middle finger before reaching down and pressing them against his tight hole. There’s no way we can do this. Maybe after I fucked him and he already had some lube in him. But knowing he wants it encourages me to give it a try.
“I guess I have kind of opened you up by dicking you down the past few months,” I tease, massaging my way farther inside him.
He rolls his head back. “Fuck, that’s what I need, Ty. Just get all that stress out of me.” He pushes his ass back, forcing me farther in.
As I open him up, seeing how he’s eased up gives me confidence that maybe I could pull this off, so with my fingers still in him, I spit in my free palm, wetting my dick a few times. I steadily pull my fingers out, switching off with the head of my dick and going slow, feeling as the head slips inside him.
He moans, but I don’t go in far.
“That hurt?” I ask.
“No.”
I’m cautious as I feed him some more of my cock, moving much slower than normal, waiting for any sign that he’s in pain, any sound or movement, so I can pull back, until he says, “Stay right there. Don’t move.”
I obey, stiff like a statue to keep from doing anything that might hurt him before he says, “Okay, now…ooh,” he mutters.
“Does it hurt?”
“A little.”
I stop, starting to pull out steadily.
“No, it’s okay.” He glances over his shoulder again. “I kind of like it.”
And I can read the excitement in his expression.
“You dirty fuck. I bet you do.”
I lean close, taking a kiss. We linger as we continue this dance, with me easing into him as he gives me signs to proceed until my pelvis is against his ass, my cock buried in his tight hole. I love the sensation of his ass clenching around me like it’s holding on for dear life.