Paws for Change by Charlie Richards Read Free Book Online

rolling through him. Heady pleasure swamped him as he shuddered and bucked.
    Floating on waves of endorphins, Derek couldn’t remember the last time he’d experienced such an intense release. He’d been trying so hard to fit into one particular mold...a mold set by his father. Now, after a single, short hand job from a stranger, Derek knew why he’d struggled so much.
    Derek didn’t fit.
    For so long, Derek had suppressed his desires.
    Having gotten boners in the locker room for as long as he could remember, Derek had begun using bawdy stories about his girlfriend to excuse his randy state around the other guys. He didn’t have to make up most of it, either. Derek had dated the head cheerleader in high school and she really had been a horny bitch.
    He had rarely been more than half mast while making out with her. Claudia, however, had been more than happy to do the rest of the work to get him hard enough for her to ride him. Claudia had been a top—a dominant top. It had worked well for them.
    She’d writhe and moan on top of him, and Derek would buck up into her. Eventually, he’d come. Friction, any kind of friction, would do that to a man. Derek still had no idea if what he had done pleased her. She acted like it did and she kept coming back for more so...
    This though...no comparison.
    A sharp bite to his neck had Derek hissing and shivering. His cock even jerked, sending a fresh wave of arousal through his body. Groaning, Derek opened his eyes and turned his head.
    Through a heavy-lidded gaze, Derek took in Dillan’s narrow-eyed gaze and smug expression. “Feeling better?”
    “Oh my fucking God, yes,” Derek whispered hoarsely. Had he been shouting? He didn’t even know, but his throat sure felt as if it had been. “How the fuck did you do that?”
    “Welcome back, sexy man,” Dillan purred roughly, his voice thick with what Derek suddenly realized was arousal. “Gods above, you coming was the fucking sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
    Dillan nipped and licked Derek’s pulse point, which sent another set of tingles through Derek, causing his beaded nipples to ache. When had they become so sensitive?
    “H-How is this possible?”
    “How is what possible?”
    Still reeling from the most intense orgasm of his thirty-two years, Derek scowled. He tried to get his scrambled brain to sort out what he was trying to ask. Licking his lips, he blinked once, then focused on Dillan.
    “How is your touch better than any woman’s I’ve ever experienced?”
    While Derek couldn’t help voicing the question, he hadn’t actually been with that many. He’d made out with a few, done plenty of fucking with Claudia, but after dumping her—okay, she’d actually dumped him, but he’d lied to his family and friends. He hadn’t been sorry to see her go, but his parents sure had been. If only they’d known what they’d been up to.
    Now, Derek realized he’d never known what he was missing. It was a little bittersweet. By denying himself, just what possible relationships had he missed out on over the years?
    “I’m a man,” Dillan murmured. “I have a dick. I know what feels good and what doesn’t,” he pointed out. Shrugging, he added, “Of course, you wouldn’t enjoy it if you didn’t have some level of attraction.” He lifted his head and grinned. “Your dick was already hard, after all.”
    “Yeah, it was,” Derek admitted. He wasn’t too proud to admit that. Hell, his cock had all but been straining for this man’s touch. He’d wanted it more than anything he’d ever wanted in his life. Derek met Dillan’s intense gaze. “Your touch was better than anything I’ve ever experienced. You’ve—” He paused and smiled. “You’ve opened my eyes.”
    Dillan shuddered a breath. His smile turned almost painful. “Good,” he whispered. “I hope you’ll allow me to top it someday soon.”
    Suddenly remembering Dillan’s long slender erection, the way it had jutted from his soft-looking patch