Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 84114 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84114 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Zach chews on his bottom lip, and then moves to get out of bed.
He walks toward my bathroom, and I watch his tight ass in my baggy sweatpants that are practically falling off him.
At the last second, he looks at me over his shoulder. “Shower with me?”
I’m off the bed so fast Zach bursts out laughing.
I catch his waist on the way to the bathroom, pushing him inside and closing the door behind us even though we’re the only ones in the dorm.
“Do … do you have a spare toothbrush?”
“I do. Though, you know, you’ve had your tongue in my mouth. No, wait, you’ve had your cock in my mouth, but sharing a toothbrush is gross?”
I do an internal victory dance at Zach’s blush. I think I’m going to make it my mission to turn him that red as many times as possible today.
“Well, now I’m wondering why you have spares.”
“My mom.”
Zach huffs. “Of course. Dentist. Explains all the dental floss Seth would leave lying around our dorm too.”
We brush our teeth, but I can’t stop staring at him. I want to take his clothes—my clothes—off him.
I want to strip him down and explore his naked body in a way I didn’t get to last night.
“I should be scared by the way you’re looking at me, but I’m not.”
“How am I looking at you?”
“Like I’m about to lose my virginity in a shower.”
I laugh. “Nope. I’m being a good boy.”
“Hmm, I wonder how long that will last.” Zach rinses his mouth, then takes off his glasses and places them on the vanity. He reaches for the hem of my shirt.
It flies over his head and hits the ground.
The sweatpants go next.
My hands go slack, the toothbrush now dangling from my mouth. “Not long at all.”
Zach is naked. Completely naked. In my bathroom.
His cock is half-hard, and I flashback to last night when I was on my knees in a different bathroom. I want him in my mouth again.
The thing that gets me the most is his hesitant smile that’s somehow so fucking confident at the same time.
He turns to get in the shower.
The sight of his tight round ass almost has me coming on the spot.
I rush through brushing my teeth and ditching my clothes.
He’s facing away from me, under the spray, so I wrap my arms around him from behind and bury my head in his neck. I kiss along his wet skin and press against him, my hard cock digging into his back.
Zach turns in my arms. “I knew it wouldn’t take long for the good boy claim to go down the drain.”
“Hey, I’m being a good boy. My dick isn’t. You should punish it. Maybe with some light choking.”
Zach laughs while his hands travel down my wide chest. When his fingers brush over my happy trail, I grip his hands to stop him.
“That was a joke. You don’t have to.”
“I want to.”
I search his green eyes but only see a man determined.
I release his hand. “If you’re sure.”
He nods. “Using my hand is something I’ve had a lot of practice with.”
He wraps his hand around me and gives two unsure pumps.
“Do whatever makes you feel good.”
His thumb rubs over the tip, feathery light, making me shudder. This time when he strokes he’s more sure.
“Like that.” I throw my head back and close my eyes, enjoying the sensation of someone else touching my dick.
It feels like forever since it’s been anything but my own hand.
“Foster?”
My eyes fly open and meet his.
“Kiss me?”
I grin. Then, like he promised me last night, I lean in and whisper, “I will never say no to that.”
When our mouths come together, his stroking falters.
He ravishes my mouth, his tongue dueling mine, and I’m loving this new side of him. He’s aggressive in the way he kisses me. In the way he turns us and backs me up against the cool tiles.
But whether he’s terrible at multitasking or he’s too distracted by my mouth, his hand has completely stalled now.
I thrust my hips forward.
He breaks his mouth away. “Sorry. Distracted.”
“That’s okay. This works.” I roll my hips, fucking into his hand.
His cock rubs against my V, so I angle myself to line us up together.
“Or even better.” I cover his hand with mine and guide it to wrap around both of us.
Zach’s head falls to my shoulder. His hot breath ghosts my cold, wet skin, and then he lightly touches his lips to my collar bone.
He moves his mouth up to my neck, leaving soft kisses along the way, while he strokes us both. Turns out he’s awesome at multitasking, but I need more.
“Harder,” I grunt.
He chuckles. “The kissing or this …” He grips my cock tighter and moves his hips, dragging his hard length against mine.
“Fuck. Both.”
Zach sucks on my skin in a way that makes me think he’ll have no trouble giving me a blowjob.