War Torn by Andria Large Read Free Book Online Page B

presses back against my fingers. Good thing Duke isn’t home or he’d be getting an earful.
    “Come on, Denny,” Tucker demands.
    “You want my cock, baby?” I ask, slowly removing my fingers from him.
    “Oh my god! If you keep talking, I’m gonna come before you even fuck me,” he rasps hoarsely. 
    I chuckle low and fist my cock. I rub the tip over his puckered hole a few times before pressing forward, gliding in all of the way to the hilt with a moan.
    “Damn, you’re so hot and tight, I fucking love it,” I grunt.
    I pull back before snapping my hips forward.
    “Fuck, yes!” Tucker cries, his hands fisting the sheets.
    I grab onto his hips as I repeatedly shove my cock deep inside of Tucker’s ass.
     
     
    ~ Tucker ~
     
    Dennis is panting and moaning behind me and it’s the most erotic thing ever. I’m in pure ecstasy with being able to hear his pleasure. I know the second I touch myself, it’s all going to be over. And I don’t want it to be over yet. It feels too good. Dennis’ hands creep up my back to hold onto my shoulders as his hips move faster and harder.
    “Shit, babe, I’m getting close already,” Dennis huffs.
    Then Dennis pulls me up so that my back presses against his chest. I have to arch my back a bit to keep him from slipping out, but that’s okay, because it feels fucking fantastic. One of his hands wrap around the front of my neck while the other goes for my rock hard dick. I reach back and hang onto the backs of his thighs.
    Dennis’ already slick hand fists me tightly and starts to stroke in time with his thrusts. I don’t even know what the hell is coming out of my mouth, but it’s basically gibberish.
    “I wanna feel you come, love. Make that hole of yours squeeze my cock,” Dennis whispers in my ear and that’s my undoing.
    A guttural shout rips up my throat as I come hard. Dennis cries out, too, shoves himself inside of me, and holds himself there as he comes along with me. I can feel him pulsing inside of me. Goddamn, that’s hot.
    Dennis slowly pulls out and we both collapse onto the bed on our stomachs. We turn our heads so that we are facing each other. We smile at each other.
    “That was so great.” I sigh contently.
    Dennis grunts his agreement as his eyes drift closed.
    “It was definitely more intense for me now that I can hear you,” I tell him.
    He smiles. Keeping his eyes closed, he reaches over blindly until his fingers find my hair. “It was more intense for me, too,” his deep voice murmurs, sending shivers down my spine.
    “I love your voice,” I say softly.
    Dennis grins. “I love you .”
    I chuckle. “I love you, too, baby.”
    After we find the strength to clean up, we take a little nap wrapped in each other’s arms. When we wake up and make our way downstairs, Duke is in the kitchen cooking dinner. He’s become so domestic. When Duke sees me, his face lights up and the biggest grin I’ve ever seen on him spreads across his face.
    He crosses the room and envelops me in his arms. “Holy shit, Tucker. I can’t believe it,” he murmurs.
    I hug him tight. “I know. I didn’t want to get my hopes up because the chances of it working were slim.”
    He lets me go but only to grab my shoulders. “How do you feel? What are some of the side effects?”
    “I’m feeling okay right now. My ears are slightly achy, but that’s most likely because I’m due for more medication. The doctor said that I could have some dizziness and pain. Not too much else. I just have to take it easy for a couple of weeks. No lifting anything heavy for a month.”
    Duke nods and claps me on the shoulder. “Good.”
    “Do you need any help with making dinner?” Dennis asks.
    “Nah, I’m good. Why don’t you guys have a seat and an iced tea or something?” Duke says with a soft smile before turning back toward the stove.
    Dennis motions for me to sit while he goes to grab a couple of glasses out of the cabinet. I start toward the table and just pull out a