Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34800 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 174(@200wpm)___ 139(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34800 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 174(@200wpm)___ 139(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
I side-eyed them as River sucked on my neck and moaned against my flesh.
I shivered violently.
When it was Lucian’s turn, Reese came around the front once more, and he removed the condom.
“Clean my cock, hon.”
Lucas didn’t hesitate. He sucked the come off Reese’s cock, and it seemed to be Lucas’s undoing. His moans mingled with Lucian’s, and the scene was so hot that I had to look away.
The air reeked of sex in the best fucking way, and a single deep breath threatened to set me off.
“Almost there,” I whispered into a kiss.
Just then, River went rigid and screwed his eyes shut, and I looked down instinctively as he started coming. Come shot out of his cock in three bursts, splattering against his abs, and it was my undoing too.
I slammed my cock as deep into him as I could, and I just let go. The bliss was forceful and overpowering, shooting through me in currents. Somewhere in the background, I heard Lucian’s groan as he got off, a sound that reverberated through the room and prolonged my orgasm.
Goddamn, goddamn, goddamn.
Every part of me protested. I wasn’t fucking twenty anymore.
Lucian better not expect us to leave anytime soon.
I wasn’t sure I could get my legs to work.
“I’m fucking done,” I panted.
I swallowed and forced myself to pull out of River; otherwise, he would’ve become a stamp when I collapsed on top of him. Instead, I went down next to him, and then it was silent. Almost. The only thing I heard was heavy breathing from all of us. Lucian collapsed along the foot of the bed. Reese slouched against the headboard. Lucas almost face-planted against my chest, and River was half dead to my right.
Reese blew out a heavy breath. “I’m ordering Chinese. Anybody game?”
“God yes,” Lucian breathed.
I managed to raise a hand for a beat.
“Sign me up.” River stretched out and groaned. “I need another shower.”
I was fairly certain we all did.
“Where does he get the fuckin’ energy?” River whispered.
I didn’t fucking know.
From the moment our food had arrived, Lucas had been on a ramble. While the rest of us sat against the headboard and struggled to lift our forks—or chopsticks—to shovel food into our pieholes, Lucas was seated at the center of the mattress, barely touching his food, because he was talking nonstop.
He might be going through an extremely early midlife crisis.
He wasn’t even thirty!
“…and I don’t think I’m asking too much,” he was saying. “I’m out there every damn weekend, and I still have more vanilla friends than kinky people in my life. One of my highlights of the week—you know what that is? Playing badminton with my cousin.”
I stared at him and chewed on a fried shrimp.
Three-second rule. I’d initially dropped it on my cock, making me realize Lucian and River had covered up with their towels for a reason.
“I sincerely hope that’s not the case this week,” Reese drawled.
Lucian and I laughed tiredly. So tiredly. With the come-stained bedspread gone, I just wanted to crawl under the covers and sleep.
“Well, no.” Lucas grew sheepish. “I mean, of course not. But this isn’t exactly a common occurrence for me. Last time I got to feel this way—hell, that was when I first met you guys.” He waved a chopstick at Reese and River. “Why is it so hard to connect with other kinksters?”
I scratched my forehead.
“Aren’t you part of a community?” River asked.
“I am!” Lucas exclaimed. “But members come and go, we don’t meet up often enough, and it’s always a new nightclub.”
We were all sick of the clubs.
He deflated with a heavy sigh and poked at his stir-fry. “I’m sorry. I’ll shut up. I’ll be much happier if I just accept that I’ll be the last to fall in love, and I’ll probably still be working for my dad in twenty years.”
Wow.
“Jesus wept,” River muttered with his mouth full of food.
I coughed to suppress a stupid laugh. Lucas clearly needed us to be his friends, not to be dicks who poked fun.
Reese leaned forward and eyed the rest of us. “I don’t know about y’all, but this is my favorite pillow talk ever.”
Lucian did the coughing this time, whereas I failed and cracked up alongside River.
“Oh yeah, laugh at my misery!” Lucas glared.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake!” Reese groaned through a laugh and literally pounced on the pity party. He narrowly escaped getting stir-fry all over himself and covered Lucas’s body with his own. “You’re way too fuckin’ young to be this whiny. You have a good job, amazing friends who will fuck the daylights outta you, food on the table, family, and a fantastic little ass. Quit your mopin’.”
I grinned and shoveled more food into my mouth.
Excellent midnight entertainment.
“It doesn’t matter if I get lucky every day for the rest of my life,” Lucian said. “This will still be the most action my bed’s ever seen.”