Ascension, Bailey Bradford [best novel books to read .txt] 📗

“You haven’t had a cock up your ass in over two decades,” he said, and damn it, Conner quivered like a bowl of Jell-O in an earthquake. His mouth went dry and he couldn’t squeak an answer past his lips. Ro didn’t need one, apparently, because he just licked the seam of Conner’s lips.

Conner parted his lips as he reached up to run his hands through Ro’s glorious hair. Ro crushed his mouth to Conner’s almost painfully hard. Desire burned through Conner, bringing his cock to aching fullness. He spread his legs, settling Ro’s body between his thighs. Ro’s slight weight felt good against his shaft, but Conner needed more. His hole clenched as he anticipated being fucked, and he let go of Ro’s hair to cup his rounded ass instead.

“Soon, Con, I swear I can’t wait long to be in you.” Ro dropped desperate little kisses over Conner’s face before delving back into his mouth. When Conner was scrambled from the kiss, Ro raised his head and stared down at him with determination and what looked like nervousness mixed together. “I’ve never topped, though. You’ll have to tell me if I do something wrong.”

Conner held back a shout of glee at being Ro’s first in this way. Instead he squeezed Ro’s butt, urging him on. “Just do what feels good to you. You know how to fuck.”

“Well, when you put it like that…” Ro took Conner by the chin and turned his head. Conner moaned and kneaded the firm flesh in his hands while Ro sucked and licked down his neck. Conner’s cock was already leaking by the time Ro pinched at his nipples, and Conner knew he wasn’t going to last long at all. He tried to warn Ro, but he couldn’t speak past the tightness in his chest.

Ro tweaked his nipples one last time then he slid right on down and took Conner’s cock into his mouth. Conner got words out then, ones like “Fuck yeah,” and “Oh my God!” The wet heat of Ro’s mouth was unlike any blow job Conner could remember. He grabbed Ro’s head, needing to thrust, and Ro tapped his hip. Conner took that for the okay it was and he began pumping in and out of Ro’s mouth. It didn’t take long with the way Ro sucked him so hard or swirled that tongue around Conner’s cock. Before Conner could even work his length into Ro’s throat, he was coming, groaning as his climax slammed into him and spurted out his cock.

Ro drank him down then moved lower, nuzzling Conner’s sac. Conner was a melted puddle of satiation, at least for a short while. Slowly his breathing returned to normal, and he became aware of the fact that Ro was pushing on the backs of his thighs. Conner rolled his legs up, grunting from the effort of it. He still felt like he was made out of wet cotton at that point.

Then Ro tongued his asshole, and Conner’s lethargy vanished under a bolt of need. “More,” he begged as he tried to spread his own cheeks apart.

Ro pushed at his hip and Conner rolled to his side. He hitched his top leg up and Ro opened him up, licking and tonguing his pucker. Conner clutched at the ground, even though he couldn’t concentrate on making himself dense enough to feel it. He didn’t care. He could feel Ro sliding that slick tongue into his opening over and over again.

Conner heard the pop of the lube cap, then one slick digit was pushed into his ass. Sparks danced before his eyes. He closed them, unable not to as pleasure washed over him like a wave of tingling warmth. Ro had found his gland, gently touching it before withdrawing and pushing in again.

The second finger stretched his ring enough that it burned, but Conner pushed back eagerly, wanting to feel Ro inside him. He moaned and begged, rocked and panted as Ro fingered him. Conner’s cock filled again, harder now than it’d been possibly ever. He reached down for it, needing a touch there.

“No, let me do that.”

Conner peeked at Ro, saw the intense look on his face. He left off trying to jack himself and instead reached for Ro.

Ro straddled Conner’s lower leg and lined his dick up to Conner’s hole. As he leaned down to meet Conner’s one-armed embrace, he thrust, sinking in deep and hard.

Conner jolted with the penetration, damn near coming from the sudden fullness, the rub of cock over his prostate. His shout was muffled by the awkward but sweet kiss Ro gave him before sitting up and pounding away at Conner’s ass.

After so many years of not being fucked, Conner craved a deep, hard claiming that would leave him feeling it. He moaned and keened as Ro slammed into him. Every time Ro’s hips met his ass, Conner urged him to move harder, faster.

Ro’s eyes gleamed and he growled. He took a hold of Conner’s leg and held it up, opening Conner’s ass more. With his other hand, Ro fisted Conner’s dick, and Conner’s body went into meltdown, ecstasy spiraling through him at warp speed. He barely had time to gasp before his climax hit him.

Ro cursed and drove into him again. Conner’s dick spurted as Ro’s shaft painted his inner walls with cum. Conner felt marked, owned, all the clichéd romantic things he’d kind of thought were just made up. Ro had him, heart and soul, that was all there was to it.

He hoped Ro never let him go. Conner hadn’t really feared anything in regards to himself for a very long time, but now he feared that—and he couldn’t forget seeing Alma’s soul ascend into that brilliant blue sky. If he clung to Ro once the man pulled out and lay beside him, Conner put it down to the tender feeling of love blooming inside him. He wouldn’t give any credit to the fear of being pulled up and