Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 86597 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 433(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86597 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 433(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Nico leans forward and gives the tip of my dick a chaste kiss. “We’ll deal with you soon,” he says, addressing my cock rather than me, which is fair, because at this point, my brain is between my legs, and it's bobbing to the rhythm of my heartbeat.
I squeeze his shoulders, all jittery. “Nico, please… I can’t wait anymore.”
He helps me step out of my shoes, but just as I think he’s standing up, he leans forward, bumping into my legs, and tips me over his shoulder. He wraps his arm around my thighs to hold me, and I dangle from his shoulder when he gets up. I have the perfect view of his back and ass, but it’s hard to focus on much when my hard dick is pressed to his hot skin.
“Not too long now, sweets,” Nico says as he carries me to the bedroom and nonchalantly kisses the side of my buttock.
“When?” I ask, feeling like a bratty kid when Nico responds by giving my ass a gentle slap that makes my hole throb in ways I’ve never quite experienced other than last night. He rubbed himself off between my buttocks and creamed them with his hot cum, leaving me breathless.
“As soon as I get my mouth on you. You’re leaking on my chest already.” He chuckles as I sizzle in embarrassment and lust when I imagine my pre-cum dripping on his skin, but then I hear a smack of lips and my eyes go wide. “Delicious,” Nico says and squeezes one of my thighs right before tipping forward and dropping me to the soft bedding.
I can’t breathe. Or think. Or move. I’m spread out naked in front of a man who’s a killer and who wants to consume me until only dry bone is left. I’m gone the moment he puts his mouth on my cock, as if my orgasm was waiting for precisely that trigger.
Arched on the bed, I moan and grab at the sheets as the contents of my balls pour into Nico’s hot mouth. And once it’s over, I let my knees fall apart and try to cling to the remains of my sanity while my boiling blood cools.
I look down and see Nico licking my cock and balls in long, slow laps. He doesn’t want to miss even a drop, and when he turns to the sensitive skin inside my thighs, I can’t help but moan again. He grins when our eyes meet and rubs his stubbly cheek against my leg.
“Sated?” Nico asks, sliding his hands to my ass while the world spins around my immobile body.
I nod, but as my senses come back despite the fatigue I’m feeling, a laugh tears out of my throat. “Never. I want more.”
I shouldn’t be happy. I’m in bed with a serial killer in his murder cabin, but my body is filled with so many endorphins I feel intoxicated.
Nico chuckles and gives my cock a kiss, reminding me I’m naked with another man for the first time. He crawls up my body and lies on top, stroking me tenderly. He pets my sides, my arms, kisses my neck. I love his weight, and his hot skin is pure pleasure under my fingers.
Right now, I’d gladly wear one of those The Christmas Killer did nothing wrong T-shirts his store has in stock.
“That was so good, Blake,” Nico murmurs between one kiss and another, and I curl my limbs around him, so very comfortable in those strong arms. I haven’t been hugged this much since… well, since forever. Since I stopped being a small child, at least, and his touch burns me in the most pleasant way imaginable.
“You’re just saying this to make me easier,” I mumble with a grin.
“I’m pretty sure you’ll be easy next time I take off my shirt,” Nico pinches my side and laughs when I buck under him.
“Nooo, I can’t be that obvious. I’m a good citizen, who doesn’t give out rewards to famous serial killers,” I say, and I can’t help the sense of excitement rising in my chest when I think back to him dragging my abductor down the stairs in that balaclava with small ears. I can now reimagine myself on my knees in front of that scary stranger, paying for my life by sucking his cock.
I’m so messed up.
“Are you sure? Because I feel very rewarded, and I didn’t even get that cake yet.” Nico pulls a blanket over us and nuzzles my cheek. I’m so exhilarated to lie like this with him. Skin to skin.
“Cake?” I ask, still brainless under him, and he offers me a wide grin.
“The one you wanted to bake for me. Are you having cum-induced amnesia now?”
I groan and cover my face, mortified but somehow still aroused. “For a moment there, I thought that was some kind of gay slang.”