Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 81272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
“You keep making me wait, I’ll have to go get my dil—” Rush’s mouth slammed down on mine again, and when he kissed me, I forgot to be afraid.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Rush
Rush Alexander rides with so much skill and ease. His confidence really shines through.
I tugged on Linc, and he came easily. As I continued devouring his mouth, he climbed onto my lap, straddling me. My hand pushed beneath his pants so I could rub his ass. Fuck, he was soft and smooth, a little bubble butt I’d missed holding on to.
“Stupid fucking sling. I want two hands,” I growled into his neck before sucking beneath his jawbone.
“Don’t worry. I’ll do most of the work.” Linc moved alongside me, then ground his dick against my stomach.
“I’m gonna miss tossing you around. We both know how much you like that.”
“Oh God, Rush. Are we making a mistake?” He gripped the back of my neck, his blunt nails digging into my skin.
“Stop thinking. You’re such a good boy. Just feel.”
His whole body vibrated against me, a soft whimper sneaking past his lips. It was something I’d learned by accident one of the first times we’d fucked. Linc loved to be told how good a boy he was, loved to be praised in bed. It wasn’t any kind of dynamic between us, other than me telling him how good he was for me, how sweet he tasted, how much he drove me out of my mind, but he was a little praise-slut. It made him fucking soar. There was nothing like seeing Lincoln soar.
“I’m hoping to feel your finger in my hole soon, yeah?” He lifted his tee over his head and dropped it to the floor. It took me a moment to realize I was smiling. He had that effect on me, even when he was annoying the shit out of me…which he wasn’t at the moment. At all.
“Did you wear this jock for me?” I teased his crease, pushing my hand down as far as I could. Linc spread his legs, and when I found his hole, I tapped it over and over and over again.
“Yes, damn it. I tried not to want you, Rush.”
“Why would you do that? You’re so good for me, Linc. So fucking sexy. Get your pants off. I want to see that ass I’ve been jerking off to for months.”
Linc was so strong, so confident. He hated to be told what to do, except when we were fucking. Not all the time, mind you. He liked to have things his way, but he also softened under my hands, opened himself up to what I told him, and it was fucking beautiful.
He slid off my lap. “Months, huh?” He went down to his knees first, and began taking my shoes off.
“You look pretty down there.”
“I look pretty everywhere. Can we get back to that months comment?”
“What do you wanna hear? That I haven’t fucked anyone since I fucked you? I haven’t. Come on. You know your ass is my favorite.”
Linc looked up at me, cocky grin on his cute, pouty mouth. “That doesn’t mean I want you to stop telling me.”
No, no, it didn’t. I wondered if his fear of rejection had anything to do with sex, but my brain waves were too distracted by my aching dick at the moment to think about it.
“My favorite mouth.” I rubbed my thumb over his bottom lip, and Linc sucked it. “My favorite tongue…my favorite ass…my favorite hole.”
“Oh fuck, Rush. Why did we wait so long to do this again?” His fingers were quick, nimble, as he unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans.
“That’s what I’ve been wondering, Red.”
He pulled my jeans off, my underwear coming with them. My balls were already full, my dick hard as a fence post.
Linc looked up at me from his knees. “What do you want?”
“For you to open that pretty, sassy mouth of yours and suck.”
“I thought you wanted to see my ass?” he teased.
“Do I only get to choose one?”
“Hmm.” Linc looked down, and just his eyes on my dick made it twitch. “I guess not. I’ll suck you first—I know how much you like my mouth—and then you can get in my ass.”
“You treat me so good. You’re such a good boy, Red.”
He trembled again as he leaned forward and lapped at my balls. The feel of his skilled tongue on me again sent a shock wave through me.
He sucked on my nuts, rooted his nose around in my groin. “Fuck…I love the way you smell.”
“Gimme your mouth. You look so pretty with my dick between your lips. So goddamned good at sucking cock. Best I’ve ever had.”
Linc sucked the head of my dick, and just that easy, I almost shot my load. It had been a long time since I’d gotten off with anything other than porn and my hand. My fingers threaded through his hair as he took me deeper. Linc could deep throat like a motherfucker, and there was nothing I liked more than being on the receiving end of it.