Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 84002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
“Fuck, that hole of yours,” Van countered. “Roll onto your belly. Put a pillow under your hips and arch your back. I want that pretty ass of yours in the air.”
Van sat up and Shane did as he said. Click, click, click.
He rubbed the globes of Shane’s ass and took another photo. “I want you, Shane,” he said. His voice sounded ragged, hoarse.
“Then take me.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
Shane watched as Van set the camera on the bedside table. He opened the drawer and pulled out a bottle of lube and a condom. “I got checked after you left.”
“Didn’t trust me?” Van winked.
“That’s not what I meant.”
“I know. I did the same. I’m on PrEP too, but I still don’t typically fuck without a condom. Is this us saying we’re going raw?”
Shane wanted that. Wanted to be painted in Van’s come. Wanted to paint Van in his too. “I want to get messy with you.”
“We are in so much trouble.” Van tossed the condom back into the drawer and kissed Shane hard and hungrily. Shane wrapped his arms around him as they rutted against each other, tongues fucking mouths.
Van’s mouth trailed down Shane’s neck, nuzzled his throat, licked his collarbone, and then nuzzled his armpit. “Love being all up in every crevice of you.”
Shane grabbed the back of Van’s head, pulling him closer. “Fuck yes.” It was raw and primal and he fucking loved it. Loved getting down and dirty with this man. “Are the cameras on?” he confirmed his earlier thought.
“Yeah, they’ve been going the whole time. You’re a star,” Van said before trailing his tongue over to Shane’s left nipple and licking it. He made a path to his right one next and did the same thing.
They kissed and rubbed and thrust against each other until they were a sweaty mess. Shane’s dick leaked all over his stomach. Van’s did too. Their bodies slapped together, slick. He rolled over on top of Van, took his mouth again before saying, “My turn.”
He picked up the camera, straddled Van’s chest and said, “Just suck the tip and look up at me.”
Van grinned so fucking bright it burned him before taking the crown of Shane’s cock into his mouth. Click, click, click. Shane took a few photos before setting the camera down and fucking Van’s mouth. Van took it, groaned for it. In that moment, he thought Van lived for it.
His balls drew up and his vision started to blur. Shane pulled out before he blew his load down Van’s throat. “Wanna come while you’re fucking me.”
“Then let’s do it.” Van pushed Shane off him so he fell on the bed. He swatted Shane’s thigh. “Let’s start on your stomach.”
Shane rolled over and Van opened the lube.
“Spread yourself open for me real quick,” Van instructed. Shane reached behind himself and spread his ass cheeks. Van dribbled lube in his crack, on his asshole before wetting his dick.
With Shane still holding his ass open for Van, he angled his dick toward Shane and pushed in, with one swift movement. They both exhaled together when Van bottomed out, stretching Shane’s hole so fucking good.
“I got it from here,” Van said playfully so Shane let go, grabbed the top of the mattress and Van bucked his hips, as he rutted into Shane with smooth, measured, precise thrusts.
The headboard banged against the wall. Shane’s brain rattled, but he liked it. Fucking loved it. “Christ, Van. You feel so goddamn good.”
“Yeah, I might want to be in you all night. Maybe all day tomorrow, too,” he replied as he pushed his fat dick into Shane over and over and over again. “I’m going to watch this video every day while you’re gone. Remember how hot and tight it is inside you. The taste of your skin and your sweat and your come. You make me so crazy, Shane.”
“You make me crazy too. I want to ride you.”
The second he finished speaking, Van pulled out. He lay on the bed and pulled Shane over on top of him. Grabbing the base of Van’s prick, he sat down, let Van’s thick erection fill him again.
How was he going to go weeks or months again without having this? Without Van in his bed?
Van’s hands grabbed his waist, blunt nails dug into his hips as Shane rode him as though he’d never get another chance. As though his life depended on it.
“I want to fill your ass, but I don’t want it to end, either. Jesus, you’re so damn hot inside. I want you to take me next.”
Shane wanted that too. Wanted it so bad, he could hardly stand it. He leaned over, kissed Van as he rose and fell on his dick. They were slick with sweat, hands slipping and quiet chuckles from Van that Shane swallowed down while Van did the same to him. The hold on him got tighter. Van’s breathing quicker. “I’m not going to be able to last much longer. Don’t come with me. Want you to do it inside me.”