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)
“I did. I do. Faster…”
Liv did not need to be asked twice. He grabbed Knox’s hips and pushed in the rest of the way in a single, steady thrust that made his ears ring and his eyelids flutter. “You want me to make myself come with your body? Use it like a Fleshlight?” he whispered, torn whether he wanted to look at the ass swallowing his cock, or the flushed nape that still bore the mark of his bite.
“It’s what I’m fucking made for…” Knox said, sliding one of his hands to the front of his body.
Liv’s senses went into overdrive with arousal, and he didn’t hold back, fucking Knox’s ass as if his life depended on it. All he could think of was the hot body against him, so pliant and horny for him.
When Knox’s moans became too loud, Liv slid his hand over the hot lips that throbbed in the same rhythm as Knox’s hole and held on to his face, blocking most of the noise. They moved together, blind and deaf to anything but their mutual desire. Liv’s thrusts were hard and fast, and when they both adjusted to it, he knew there was no reason to hold anything back.
He attempted to whisper compliments into Knox’s ear, but they were both too far gone, and Liv doubted Knox could understand the breathy, broken words anyway. Chasing pleasure, Liv caught himself in the last possible moment and pulled out to avoid coming inside Knox. His balls ached by the time he tugged on his dick, spraying those perfect, fuzzy cheeks with cum.
Peach and fucking cream. De-licious.
The dimples on the sides of Knox’s ass deepened as he came. “Fuck…” Knox whispered, panting and holding on to the wall as Liv rubbed his lover’s exposed skin, in soothing circles.
A bit faint, he rested his chin on Knox’s shoulder and breathed in his scent. “So that was… real fucking good,” he muttered, diving his hand into his pocket to get a little packet of disposable tissues.
Knox turned his head revealing an unexpected grin, even though his eyes were closed. “I’ve got wet wipes in my hoodie pocket. Looks like we both came prepared.”
Liv hummed, cleaning his cum off Knox’s ass. He was a gentleman, after all. “We forgot condoms. And this date isn’t over yet.”
Knox shrugged and winked at him like a sated cat. “I don’t need condoms with you. Are you trying to say you’re gonna make me come a third time tonight? My balls will shrivel.”
Liv chuckled and slid between Knox and the wall, taking him into his arms. “Even I don’t have that much stamina. And yeah, I fucking love not having to use rubbers, but we are out and about. Don’t want you to be uncomfortable, you know, after.”
Liv’s heart skipped a beat when Knox leaned into the hug, not caring to pull up his pants yet. Dirty boy.
“Liv… That’s so thoughtful. Okay, rubbers sometimes so you can come inside me wherever we are.” He chuckled and nipped on Liv’s ear.
With his blood still running hot, Liv let his head drop to his nape as he enjoyed the caress. “It's like heaven when you tighten your ass on my dick,” he muttered and froze when he opened his eyes to see someone standing in a window on the third floor. Watching them. He couldn’t tell who it was, since they had their lights off, but that was definitely a head and a pair of shoulders.
Fuck. Knox would freak out if he knew.
He scowled and waved his hand for the person to fuck off. Judging by the quick way they backed away, at least the person didn’t want to be seen spying either.
Good save, Liv mentally patted himself on the back, pulling up Knox’s pants. He didn’t want some stranger ogling his man.
“We’ll make sure you get to do that tomorrow,” Knox said, cuddling up to him as if he wanted to drown Liv in his embrace. He only got like this after sex, but it was sweet and most definitely invited.
Liv kissed the top of his head, resting as his body calmed, heavy and sated in the darkness, with Knox’s warmth keeping him toasty. But when Knox shivered, still clad in the thin hoodie that was most definitely not appropriate outerwear for the cold months in Pennsylvania, Liv met his eyes with a frown.
“I’m done with this. We’re getting you a jacket.”
“What?” Knox pulled back, blinking as if he’d woken up from a dream. “I’ve got one at the junkyard.”
“Yeah, and it’s so ugly you don’t wanna wear it.”
Knox rolled his eyes but didn’t deny it.
Liv took the wet wipes from him and cleaned himself up. “You’re not getting ill on my watch, okay?”
Knox shook his head, but a smile wouldn’t leave his lips. “You’re such a dumbass. I’m not made of paper, you know?"