Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 123877 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 619(@200wpm)___ 496(@250wpm)___ 413(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 123877 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 619(@200wpm)___ 496(@250wpm)___ 413(@300wpm)
Beckett lifted his gaze. Desire swam in the deep whiskey stare as he licked up the length of his cock.
“And I want to be in you,” Beckett whispered. He slid strong hands under Julian’s thighs and guided his knees to his chest. “I’m gonna get you ready.”
Julian was helpless to protest when Beckett’s tongue circled his hole, and he was transported to nirvana.
Beckett held his legs with one hand while exploring and caressing Julian’s balls with the other. Then his fingers joined that clever tongue, teasing and coaxing pleasure-filled moans from Julian’s lips. Beckett’s thick finger moved in him, making him quiver and squirm. He was more than ready.
“Please, now, I need you.” Julian all but begged as Beckett continued driving him wild. “Condoms and lube are in the nightstand.”
“Has anyone ever mentioned you’re a little bit bossy?” Beckett murmured and placed a few soft kisses along the inside of his thigh then released his legs, reached over and grabbed a condom and lube from the bedside drawer. Julian scooted to the middle of the bed, making room for Beckett. Beckett joined him quickly, tearing the foil packet with his teeth as he settled on his knees between Julian’s spread thighs.
He bit his lip in anticipation, watching as Beckett rolled the condom down his length then drizzled lube on his fingers and cock. Need coursed through his veins. The sight had him on the verge of crawling out of his skin, primed for Beckett to touch him again. If he wasn’t careful, he could easily become addicted to this gorgeous man. He closed his eyes, hoping to get some kind of control over his feelings in this moment. There was so much to sort through in his head.
“Look at me, Julian.” Beckett’s words pulled him to the present, and he slowly opened his eyes. “Are you okay?” Concern filled Beckett’s dark stare.
At first, the question confused Julian. It must have shown on his face.
“We don’t have to…” Beckett started to pull back.
“I want this.” Quick reassurance tumbled from Julian’s lips. Beckett’s fucking sexy thoughtfulness ignited his yearning, making it burn hotter. “Stop talking and make me come,” Julian teased, trying to lighten the mood, to show how ready he was. Then he reached up, taking Beckett’s face between his palms. “I’m more than okay.” He pulled Beckett to him. Their lips met as Beckett settled between his thighs.
Julian licked into Beckett’s mouth, taking time to savor every sweet flick of Beckett’s tongue against his. The kiss grew hot and heavy, his mind spinning from the deep connection drawing them together. Beckett’s mouth was so sure and demanding against his own. Julian slid his hands down Beckett’s strong back.
“Fuck me.”
“I love your filthy mouth.” Beckett nipped at his lips, sliding those long fingers along the crevice of Julian’s ass, driving him mad with need.
Julian lifted his hips, eager for Beckett to quench the fire raging in his balls. He moaned as Beckett dipped a finger inside him, teasing him mercilessly before another joined.
“Love how warm and tight you are. I want to feel all this heat wrapped around my dick.” Beckett added a third finger, pumping the digits in and out of Julian’s body a few times before pulling free and adjusting his position.
Julian drew his legs up toward his chest. His body vibrated with anticipation as the blunt head of Beckett’s cock dragged up his crack then pressed at his entrance. He looked up to find Beckett’s eyes on him. Watching. The tip of Beckett’s cock breached him, sliding deeper and deeper, stretching and filling him as he lost himself in that intense dark gaze. He blew out a breath and reveled in the fullness.
“Ahh, yess…” Julian trembled with pent-up emotions. The pressure along his passage bordered on that sweet spot between pain and pleasure in such a decadent way. He’d always loved the sensation of being entered. His toes curled from the intense pleasure of it all. Beckett didn’t move. He remained frozen, his eyes boring into him as if waiting for some signal.
“Are you okay?” Beckett asked, his voice raw with such concern Julian was caught off guard. It was rare to have someone so interested in his well-being, especially where sex was involved.
“More than.” He bit his lip and grinned up at the beautiful man. The tension coiling in the muscles under his palms eased. He couldn’t be certain the tremble running along Beckett’s body was from straining to hold back or relief at his words. Julian reached up to stroke his cheek, hoping to reassure him.
Beckett kissed his palm and drew back. That uncertain stare remained locked on his as he glided in and out of his body. That thick cock dragged along every nerve ending in his ass, setting his body on fire.
“I don’t ever want to hurt you, Julian.” Beckett lowered his head and pressed a tender kiss against his lips.