Total pages in book: 209
Estimated words: 196141 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 981(@200wpm)___ 785(@250wpm)___ 654(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 196141 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 981(@200wpm)___ 785(@250wpm)___ 654(@300wpm)
Whatever Kyle thinks he saw, it becomes just a daydream of a thought as he falls into Elias’s gaze. Kyle barely breathes as their twofold desire swells, seducing him with his own thirst.
Perhaps it’s now that Kyle makes the decision: he won’t let his paranoia and fear rule him any further.
And he cannot bear another moment in this vehicle.
In the blink of an eye, they are home. The noise of them bursting through the door scares Little Lion from her peaceful slumber on the couch, sending the poor cat skittering into the kitchen for cover from a danger she hasn’t yet identified. Elias’s clothes, piece by piece, are peeled off and dropped along a path down the short hallway, through a door, and to their recently-acquired bed, upon which Elias falls back, naked. Four neckties snatched from Elias’s pile of belongings find their mismatched selves securing his wrists and ankles, leaving the young man’s delicious body stretched spread-eagle over the bed.
The muscles in Elias’s abs and chest flex and collapse with his every quick breath, showing his excitement. Already, every inch of his golden brown skin gleams with sweat in the moody lamplight, eyes locked on Kyle, anticipation rippling out of him and filling the room like an electrical storm.
“You like it, huh?” asks Kyle, slowly circling the bed from side to side like a pendulum, with his face playfully pensive. “I can tell. You’re significantly more excited than usual.”
“I’m all yours.”
“Do you realize how vulnerable you are right now?”
“I trust you.” Elias is out of breath. “I can take it. I can take any of it, any amount of it, all of it, all you got.”
Where will Kyle bite first? How many places will he taste? Will Elias be capable of enduring as many hours of this as he allegedly craves? These questions circle the room as Kyle does.
The next moment, Kyle straddles Elias’s chest.
And he holds a fifth necktie. “What’s that for?” asks Elias.
Kyle grins. “It’s no fun when you know where I’m planning to taste you.” He places the tie, blood red and silky, over Elias’s eyes, knotting it behind his head.
“Oh man,” says Elias, his grin as adorable as ever, bringing out his lone dimple. His heartbeat accelerates. His breathing changes for the more erratic. “Oh man, oh man …”
Still straddling him, Kyle feels Elias testing his restraints—a little tug of an arm here, a pull of a leg there, learning quickly that he’s gotten exactly what he asked for: a tight predicament with zero give and zero chance of escape. He feels utterly and happily helpless, as giddy as a child, yet fortified with a kind of heart-pounding bravery of anticipating what’s next.
Kyle brings his lips softly to Elias’s chest. The second they touch, every bit of Elias’s senses zero in on the spot, like birds in the sky creating a perfect formation, an arrow, listening with laser-like attention. Kyle takes advantage of that by being extra teasing as he runs his lips slowly down Elias’s exposed body, taking his time in choosing where to first bite, making his man yearn for it. Kyle knows each and every pull of Elias’s desires, and he delights in them. He finds his lips at Elias’s swollen cock so soon, pulsing and full. The moment Kyle puts a kiss on it, he hears Elias suck in air. It is both like kissing steel and velvet, the texture soft, the form unrelentingly firm, powerful. Kyle kisses it again, and again, Elias reacts with electrical awareness of every touch, movement, and breath from Kyle’s lips.
It isn’t long before the teasing becomes torture. “Kyle, you know what you’re doing down there, making me wait …”
A smile plays over Kyle’s lips as he continues to kiss Elias’s cock, up and down its length, with excruciating patience. “You are all mine to enjoy, aren’t you? For as long as I want?”
Elias gives his arms a tug, his legs, the neckties unforgiving in their knots, barely half an inch of give. “Please …”
“I know I’m making you crazy. And I plan to savor every tiny bit of it.”
“Please bite,” Elias begs. “I’ve waited for this all night, all damned night … I couldn’t take another minute of being at that party, I need your teeth in me, I need you to suck me.”
Kyle hears a noise by the door, pulling his attention.
The cat sits there, glaring, tail twitching.
“What?” Elias lifts his head up, the only part of him that has any freedom, if it weren’t for the blindfold. “Is it something at the door?”
Kyle smirks. “I guess Little Lion is worried for you. Should she be? Do you think you’re in … danger?”
Elias drops his head back to the bed, tired of it. “Kyle, I’m begging you, fuck, just bite, even if you start there, even if you start with my dick, I’m begging you, please …”