Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 98823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
“Oh.”
“Good oh?” He lazily licked at my cock between words.
“An I’m-not-sure oh,” I admitted.
“You’ve never been fingered?” He sounded incredulous, which I supposed was fair given how much I enjoyed ass play with others. But for myself, the idea of being penetrated had always made my stomach weirdly wobbly. However, ever since that time in Ezra’s shower, I’d been tentatively curious, like cautiously cracking open a previously shut door.
“A little on my own, maybe. I might be missing the relevant nerve endings or something.” I bit my lip, reluctant to completely shut down his efforts but not wanting to lead him on.
“Or something.” He laughed huskily. “Let me try? If you hate it, I’ll stop, promise.”
“Yeah, okay.” Exhaling hard, I rolled my shoulders, trying to loosen up. “Go for bonus points.”
His chuckle was a warm whisper against my cock before he went back to licking and sucking, concentrating on the sensitive underside. Then his finger was back, slippery now, tracing slow circles around my hole. A little distracting but not unpleasant, and I relaxed into the new rhythm of him sucking my cock while playing.
“Fuck.” Unexpected heat zoomed up my spine as he went from barely-there touches to more pressure, working the tip of a finger into my rim, still working in little circles and teases, but now with added stretching. And in the surprise of the century, I liked the slight burn, liked how my body tensed before softening for him, and liked how all-consuming the sensations were. A little scary, honestly, but this was Ezra, and I trusted him. Besides, this felt like another layer of oral as an extreme sport, like leveling up on the adrenaline rush. He went a little deeper while sucking on my cockhead, and the firm press against my tight muscle had me moaning.
“Still missing those nerve endings?” He grinned up at me knowingly. This position was fucking incredible. Ezra Moon, rock god, underneath me and yet totally owning me at the same time. He took what could be a vulnerable position and transformed it into an expression of control. So damn beautiful, and all I could do was groan as he repeated the finger motion.
“Think you found them.” Experimentally, I rocked down to meet his finger. “Oh fuck.”
“Want more?”
Panting, I had to swallow hard, but my body offered only one answer. “Yeah. More.”
He responded by quickening his pace of sucking and licking while he pressed deeper. The burn intensified, body resisting the invasion, and this was where I’d always backed off on my own, but Ezra was patient, applying smooth, steady pressure. Miraculously, my body figured itself out and unclenched by degrees until he could finger fuck me in earnest.
“Yes. That. More.” My voice was little more than a series of broken moans as he found my prostate, and far from lack of sensation, pleasure overwhelmed me. My body shuddered so hard that I began to doubt my ability to stay upright, and I needed to brace my hands more securely against the headboard. He sucked harder, stretching to take my cock farther into his mouth, and my ass clenched from rising need rather than resistance. “Ezra, please let me come.”
“You’re so fucking perfect, you know that?” His awestruck tone was almost enough to get me there alone. I wanted to be perfect for him in the worst way.
“Please. Please,”
“Yeah.” Bobbing his head, he started encouraging me to thrust, but I held back. I didn’t want to hurt him by fucking his throat too roughly. He pressed his finger more firmly against my spot before ordering me, “Go hard, Duncan. Get us both there.”
I inhaled sharply, wanting it so much but still a little nervous.
“Trust me.” He licked at a drop of precome on my tip. “You earned it, baby. Take your reward.”
“Oh fuck.” My body took over, hips thrusting, ass rocking down on his finger. Felt like I was suspended by a pendulum of pleasure, unable to choose between fucking myself on his finger or sliding farther into his mouth. He started moaning around my cock, the most erotic noises, and I glanced back to see his hand jacking his cock fast and hard. He was so fucking into this, and I couldn’t hold back a second longer. I came with a shout, and my ass pulsed, orgasm seeming to come from there as much as my cock, my entire body shaking with how sharp and intense the pleasure was.
Somewhere below me, I was vaguely aware of Ezra swallowing before releasing me, his shoulders rattling my still-buzzing thighs as he came with a series of rough moans. And fuck, the rasp in his voice was almost enough to get me off a second time.
“Ezra. Oh my fucking God.” Carefully, I untangled myself enough to collapse next to him. “I’m not sure there’s a score high enough for whatever the fuck that was.”