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)
“Sure, buddy, you’d have done the same for me, wouldn’t you?” Liv asked, and his arousal hummed deep inside when he pushed his other hand between Knox’s legs, rubbing his taint and inner thighs. The stream of water changed direction when Knox lost balance, but by the time he leaned against the wall, Liv had both his cock and balls in his slick, soapy hands. And, fuck, did he enjoy it. He loved that he could get Knox worked up so fast.
Knox’s breath quickened. “Yeah, always. It’s what friends do. Like if you broke both your arms, I’d jerk you off. As a friend.”
Liv grinned and leaned in, licking moisture off that tempting chest while Knox’s cock hardened in his hand. “I’d expect nothing less,” Liv said, moving lower, until his face was level with Knox’s hips while he rubbed soap into his thick yet graceful legs. If he managed to keep himself from sucking on that delicious shaft before this was over, he deserved the title of the most restrained man in existence.
“I love that you’re my first,” Knox whispered, breaking their chain of jokes, but it only made Liv melt more.
“And last,” Liv added.
“And only.”
Knox’s baby blues were so soft. His gaze communicated the depth of his attachment, and its tenderness transformed the lust buzzing inside Liv into something deeper, richer. Because this wasn’t just about getting Knox off. So many feelings Liv couldn’t yet name rumbled in his chest, but from now on he’d infuse them into every single thing he did.
He reached for the liquid soap as he looked up at Knox, admiring every muscle, every beautiful line, before diving in to kiss the liver tattoo on his stomach. “You changed everything for me,” he whispered, sliding his hands to Knox’s ass.
But when he squeezed it, making Knox gasp, a wicked new idea bloomed in Liv’s mind. He spun Knox around.
The showerhead Knox still clutched sprayed water down Liv’s body as they moved, but then Liv faced Knox’s broad back and his delicious rump, already glistening with soap.
They’d so often clash over small things as friends, but now that Knox understood he didn’t have to fight Liv over dominance, he gave in so pliantly it made Liv’s mouth water. How could he have been blind enough to believe they could stay friends with benefits when Knox had always been the most important person in his life?
But as annoyed with himself as Liv was, at least now he understood he wanted more, and itched to give all of himself to Knox too.
He slipped his fingers between Knox’s tense ass cheeks and teased the delicate flesh, making it slippery with soap. A wave of heat rushed through him when one of his digits dipped into the hot pucker. This snug hole always felt so good around his dick, milking it until his balls were empty and all he knew was bliss.
Rubbing his nose up and down his lover’s damp back, Liv tickled the entrance to Knox’s body, spiraling his fingertip around its rim.
Knox arched back, so needy for Liv’s dick he attempted to change the angle of his hips and stab himself onto the digit. “It’s such a fucking sensitive spot,” he whined against the plastic wall, spreading his legs a bit wider.
It was the trigger Liv needed, so he pushed at the hole, showering kisses over the side of Knox’s sweet peach. It left soap on his lips, but he didn’t care, loving how his attention made Knox twitch and push back, in a voiceless plea for more.
“Fuck yes. God, that’s so damn hot, Knox,” he said, whimpering when the warm channel opened to him, letting the finger in.
Knox groaned and pressed his forehead to the wall. “More. Feels good.”
Liv pulled one of the buttocks aside and breathlessly watched that pink pucker suck in his finger.
Sweet fucking hell. Every bit of Knox made his mouth water, and as he played with the opening, biting, sucking and licking his man’s buttocks, one desire charged into his brain, scattering over his thoughts.
He needed to taste Knox. Everywhere.
With his cock throbbing so intensely he could barely focus, Liv reached for the showerhead, wrestled it out of Knox’s hand and washed away the soap. The clean skin glistened by the time he switched off the water, juicy like the most beautiful apple that needed to be bitten into.
He leaned forward and buried his face in Knox’s warm crack.
Chapter 31
Knox
Knox’s brain scrambled when that wet, silky tongue probed at his hole. Bracing himself against the wall, he struggled to stay put, but when he moved, Liv held him still, which somehow made this moment even hotter.
“Oh, fuck…” he whimpered, spreading his legs wider in a mindless request for pleasure, despite a part of him believing this was going too far. That he ought to be embarrassed and stop Liv. But if his boyfriend wanted to do this, who was Knox to deny him?