Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 121990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 610(@200wpm)___ 488(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 610(@200wpm)___ 488(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
Zane tightened his hold on Reed’s neck when gravity tried to pull him down, but Reed wouldn’t drop him even if it meant having to maneuver through the narrow door. Zane hissed when his foot hit the doorframe, but he was too busy sucking on Reed’s tongue to voice his annoyance any other way.
This was a clean slate, and he wanted Reed to fuck him. This time, there was no need for control or tricks. He trusted his Roachie, and after experiencing his past—as traumatic as that had been—he could no longer see any resemblance between his lover and the men who had brutalized him two years ago.
Reed was sweet, gentle at heart, even if easily angered, and had been ready to present his heart on a platter from the start.
Zane wanted to devour it.
Reed’s teeth pulled on Zane’s earlobe as he slammed the light switch, creating enough illumination for their viewing pleasure, but then he stepped close to the bed and lowered Zane to the mattress. The comforter invited Zane with its dry softness, but just as he was about to shamelessly spread his legs, Reed patted the side of his thigh, grinning like a wolf.
“Turn around. I want a taste first.”
Zane stretched, flashing Reed a wide smile. “I love when you do that,” he said, rolling onto all fours. “Come on, you’re invited,” he said, mindful not to let his stiff dick rub against the sheets. He didn’t want the sex to be over yet, and if he started jerking off, he might finish far too soon.
“Tell me more.” Reed kneeled on the floor and pulled Zane’s hips to the edge of the bed. He did it with such ease. Zane wasn’t a weak guy, but years of physical labor transformed Reed into the strong and capable machine he was, and whenever Zane had proof of that shoved in his face, desire curled his toes.
“This. Love when you move me into position. You’re such a hunk, Roachie. I love that once you decided what you wanted, you didn’t hesitate,” he whispered, smelling their combined scent on the sheet while he waited, gently rocking his ass in anticipation.
Reed groaned and made Zane flush when he pried his buttocks apart, letting in cool air. “There’s nothing to hesitate about you,” he said but then trailed his flattened tongue from Zane’s taint to his tailbone.
It was like a lick of fire, and Zane clutched at the comforter, arching his back, as if his body wasn’t sure whether it was too much or not enough. “And I love how you always want to please me. And I like being pleased,” he said, glancing over his shoulder with a wide grin. The sight of Reed’s face relaxed into an expression of bliss while his tongue making circles over Zane’s opening had him whimpering with need.
He knew Reed’s cock was throbbing for him without having to see or touch it. The way they connected, how their desires aligned was beyond anything usually possible, and Zane loved every second of their sex, even at that very stormy start. The tip of Reed’s tongue teased the tender, greedy opening into his body, and as each nudge made Zane’s balls heavier, the sense of need beyond the sphincter grew until he couldn’t keep his soft whimpers in.
Torn between telling Reed to mount him already and enjoying every second of Reed’s skilled tongue exploring his body, he was unable to choose, but Reed did it for him.
He gave Zane’s buttock a greedy kiss, and loudly squirted some lube into his hand as he rubbed his bearded cheek against Zane’s flesh. “Stay like that. Ass up in the air. Fuck, you’re so hot I could fry an egg on that ass.”
Out of coherent things to say, Zane grunted, resting his face on his forearms and just focusing on how it felt to wait. Every movement Reed made behind him spun the air and teased Zane’s skin. And as he broke out in goosebumps, the heat inside seemed to rise, until he could sense that place Reed’s cock needed to fill, where he’d deposit his cum, marking Zane with his scent.
“Please. Please fuck me,” he uttered in the end, shaking his head so his damp mane would scatter and keep him from overheating. God, how he’d missed this. Being free and feeling safe to bottom, to express all facets of his sexuality.
There wasn’t a hint of anxiety left in him when Reed once more grabbed Zane’s hips to reposition him farther on the bed. “It’s gonna be a short ride, babe. My balls are so heavy I can’t wait to come,” Reed said, already rubbing his slippery cockhead against Zane’s hole.
He might as well have prodded him with a vibrating wand. Electricity trailed all over Zane, entering him already until his hole was relaxed, and he pushed back his ass. “I don’t care. Just come inside me. I love it when you do that. Come on, Roachie…”