Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 123825 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 619(@200wpm)___ 495(@250wpm)___ 413(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 123825 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 619(@200wpm)___ 495(@250wpm)___ 413(@300wpm)
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Keyes’s eyes slowly slid closed. His body heated in the most delicious way as Alec gave him exactly what he wanted. He curled his fingers into the plush rug, lifting his hips to meet Alec as he pulled out then pushed back inside him again. The decadent burn of being stretched so fully gave over to mind-blowing pleasure as Alec’s hips snapped harder and faster.
Hell fucking yeah. His knees and ass burned, and heat swirled in his balls.
Alec had always taken him with measured control, but he didn’t want that this time. He gripped the thick rug, hanging on as his muscles strained in carnal indulgence that had him soaring. He worked at keeping Alec’s pace, pumping and thrusting, matching every single move Alec made until his guy pulled out of him and flipped him to his back then pressed between his thighs. Alec hooked a knee over his strong arm and pushed back into him. Fuck, it felt so damn good to have Alec filling him so deeply again. Keyes rolled his hips, forcing Alec to thrust harder and faster while he adjusted Alec’s hold, wrapping his legs around Alec’s back, and digging his heels into Alec’s flexing ass, keeping that cock moving so enticingly inside him. No way would he last much longer, not with the way the gorgeous Alec was driving into him, nailing his prostate with every thrust.
“Oh fuck, you feel good,” Alec said, bending to reach his mouth. Alec’s tongue slipped through his parted lips as his soft moans urged Alec faster. His guy reached between their bodies, touching his neglected dick, and that was all it took. He clawed at the plush carpet seconds before his body arched from the rush of his orgasm.
Alec’s hips faltered, his rhythm becoming erratic as he pushed Keyes’s thighs to his chest and held him down.
“Your body’s squeezing my cock so good,” Alec rasped. Keyes was so fucked in more ways than one. His sated haze threatened to block his view from what he loved the most—Alec. His lover’s face crinkled, his eyes sliding shut, and Alec’s eager body slowed as he continued fucking Keyes through his release. Alec collapsed on him, freeing Keyes of the visual hold as he absorbed Alec’s weight and closed his eyes.
With extreme effort, Keyes bucked Alec off to land with a thump on the thick carpeted floor next to him. That move allowed Keyes to fully collapse beside Alec, stretching his body out as he panted, much like the man lying beside him. At least for Keyes, a satisfied grin curled his lips as he absorbed the sweet ache in his ass.
Man, he loved that feeling.
“Who’d’ve thought you’d be a power bottom?” Alec’s voice dripped with satisfaction. Keyes turned his head, studying Alec’s handsome profile. His guy’s face held the exact same blissed out expression he felt. Alec’s skin was flushed and his blond hair damp from exertion.
“I learned from the best,” he drawled, lifting an arm and draping it over his eyes. Yeah, he’d thought about a lot while out on his ride this afternoon. Love and lust were confusing things, but their sex was always off the charts good. He completely saw how he could be over the moon in love with Alec, but he had absolutely nothing to offer in return. Now, if he were a doctor, lawyer, or even had a lot of money like Alec, then he’d better understand how Alec could have seriously fallen for him. The only logical explanation to all this talk of love had to be Alec confusing love and lust.
That made more sense than anything else, and Keyes agreed, their sex was fucking amazing. As long as he kept his perspective, he was fine continuing just like this, living in the fantasy of what could be, pretending some magnificent dude like Alec loved him and only him while knowing deep down it was nothing more than a pipe dream.
He dropped his arm to his side and stared at the ceiling. What a day. He’d needed that ride this afternoon more than he realized. Before he’d started hanging out with Alec in all his free time, he would take a few hours off, at least once a week, and just go wherever his bike led. Keyes needed to find a way to reinsert that back into his week.
The warmth radiating off Alec’s body lulled him, his eyelids grew heavy and slid closed. Alec’s throaty chuckle came with movement, probably removing the condom.
He was completely unprepared for the hard body to land on his. Alec crawled up him, his head coming to rest on Keyes’s pec. Keyes might not have planned the embrace, but he sure did participate. He adjusted, tangling his hand in Alec’s still sweat-damp hair, the other resting on Alec’s shoulder, keeping him pinned there.