Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 135792 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 679(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135792 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 679(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
Liv’s hold tightened on Knox, and he pressed his face to the side of Knox’s neck, enjoying how the firm, toned body trembled in his arms. Wow. This really was different from holding a girl. Knox was such a solid presence, with a fire truck engine to power punches and kicks he’d seen this man deliver.
It was exciting, and not just because of its novelty. He fucking loved to feel the firm muscle under his fingers. And yet at the same time, Knox seemed so vulnerable, uncertain, and dependent on warm words from Liv it was both empowering him and breaking his heart.
“I didn’t plan it. I admit, I had thoughts after we started pretending we’re a couple, that it felt good to touch you, but in the morning, I was just trying to wrestle, and things got steamy real fast. And I just went with it because I saw how you reacted to it. I got horny, you looked hot. But before that day, I would have never thought you could be into guys.”
“Okay, because my dad said—”
Liv rolled his eyes. Oh, how much he hated that man. “Your dad would call his own fist gay because it touched a dick.”
Knox lifted Liv’s hand to his lips and kissed his knuckles. “So you weren’t like, pining for my ass while you watched gay porn?” He sniggered and kissed Liv’s fingers again.
Liv turned Knox around to face him. When those blue eyes met his, all innocent yet shining with excitement, his cock throbbed. But it could wait. They were having an adult conversation here.
“No. I just didn’t… take it into account at all, and that first kiss really did a number on me.”
Knox leaned in and kissed Liv’s lips, wrapping his arms around him. Who would have thought that a guy like Knox, who was always a ticking time bomb of anger, could be this lovely?
“It changed my whole fucking world, Liv. I felt things I never did with anyone when you kissed me. I knew I shouldn’t let you, but I couldn’t force myself to stop it. Now, I don’t want to.”
Liv’s heart worked like a turbocharger. “Me neither,” he whispered, cupping Knox’s face. It was so pretty, yet strong and masculine. The perfect god of beauty and love, or some shit. The Greeks and Romans should have carved him in marble and alabaster, but the real thing, made of warm flesh was right here, with Liv.
The trailer park prince.
Their kiss set off a radiant wave, and in that moment, Liv wished to be bigger, so he could pick up Knox and carry him to bed.
Everything had its disadvantages.
Knox understood Liv without words when Liv guided them back to their little room. They never stopped kissing along the way, on the exact same page about how much they didn’t want to take their hands off each other.
When Knox once more lost his balance and fell to the bed, Liv closed the door to keep in warmth from the radiator and turned on the desk lamp.
Knox moaned, taking off his hoodie in a hurry. “Come on… You said you’re gonna be right on me,” he complained.
Liv smirked. “What? Didn’t you say once a week was enough?”
Knox covered his face with his hands, groaning. “Now we know why I felt that way.”
This was hilarious, and Liv would not let go of a good joke when it fell into his lap. “Oh no, we can’t overwork you. I’m afraid we’ve reached the limit for the next two or three weeks at least,” he said but kicked off his shoes and opened his fly, standing right on the edge of the bed.
Fuck, Knox looked so hot all flushed with embarrassment, on his hands and knees and scrambling for his attention. He was taking all his clothes off too, and Liv couldn’t wait to sleep naked next to him.
“Oh, come on… Don’t make me beg for it. That’s just fucking cruel, man…” He pouted and sat down, butt-ass naked.
Liv had seen him in his birthday suit so many times, yet it had always been devoid of sexual tension. He’d noticed that Knox’s ass was nice and round, or that his back was muscular, or that his nipples were a pale shade of pink, but never considered what it would be like to have access to Knox’s body.
Liv’s gaze slid down to Knox’s dick, which was partially obscured by the sheet, but yeah, hard already. Amanda would have skinned Knox alive if she knew why he hadn’t been all that interested. Her loss, Liv’s gain.
To be fair, not having her around anymore was both their gain.
Which brought them to the list Liv had made while waiting for Knox at Frank’s.
“Aw, poor, greedy Knox,” Liv whispered, dropping onto the mattress and grabbing Knox’s sides. The liver tattooed over the real thing, Knox’s only tattoo, ended up on his skin on a dare, but now its presence made Liv proud, made him feel as though Knox had marked himself with his name such a long time ago already. “I think this will be so good for us.”