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)
Going by Knox’s deep, trembly breath, Liv guessed they’d be getting somewhere, even though he didn’t like seeing Knox so distressed. It made Liv question whether pushing this topic was good for Knox’s heart, but some things just needed to be said, because he deserved answers.
“You know why,” Knox muttered. “What was that even in the morning? I don’t know. But then you asked me if I like dick, and, like, how do I even answer that when I don’t know? I should. I should know that I don’t. But you were, like, there. On top of me, and it felt good. Like I fucking snorted gay coke and now I’m addicted to dick. I can’t stop thinking about it. What if I am gay? What if I was gay all along? What the fuck? Am I dumb? If I’m gay, how would I not know? People know this shit, don’t they? So here I am, just trying to work out if I want dick.”
Scorching rain burned away the whole world, leaving Liv focused on the one person who’d always made him feel at home. While watching Knox squirm with distress was a painful experience, Liv felt light enough to rise off the ground when he heard how their brief encounter that morning had been so life changing for Knox. Because that was how he felt too. As if the foundations of who he was had been disturbed, affecting everything he knew about himself.
Those tense arms Knox held crossed on his chest like a barrier? Not needed. He was safe with Liv.
Without thinking, Liv took hold of both his wrists, and when Knox didn’t resist, his blue gaze deepening as it met Liv’s eyes, Liv brought their hands behind Knox’s back, which left them standing intimately close while moths swirled above their heads around the lamp.
“I can be your gay coke.”
Knox swallowed loudly enough for Liv to hear it. “You don’t mean it.”
Shit.
The way his throat moved as he blushed, all shy, was probably the sexiest thing Liv had ever seen, and as improper as that was during this emotional conversation, his cock stirred to life.
“Why not?” he rasped, leaning forward until Knox’s back molded to the slight curve of the facade and started trembling with the rhythm of the music played inside. He didn’t protest having his hands pulled back.
He liked this.
“‘Cause you just… you were horny, and did something, and I’m left out here, man, unable to breathe without thinking about it. Maybe that should be my answer, but I thought if I tried some other dick, I’d know, because it’s different with you.”
“Different how?” Liv asked, latching onto that thread like a malnourished kitten onto its mother’s tit. “What’s wrong with my dick? What does that Cy dude have that I can’t give you?”
Knox shook his head and stroked the side of Liv’s hand with his fingertips. Such a tiny gesture, yet it could ignite a fire hot enough to make Liv self-combust. It was a match, and right now, Liv was made of sulfur.
“That’s the thing, Liv. He doesn’t matter. If things don’t work out with him, if I don’t like it, or if I’m bad at it? Whatever. With you? I’m not ruining things between us over this. I didn’t want things to get weird. And what if I like it too much? We just start fucking each other from now on?” he raised his voice, searching Liv’s eyes for answers.
He was overthinking all of this.
Typical Knox. It meant nothing really changed, and that made Liv smile.
“Would that be so bad? Doesn’t sound bad to me at all.”
“You’d try that? With me?” Knox’s gaze was so apprehensive, yet Liv was ready to jump his bones right the fuck now.
Liv chewed on his lip and pushed his hips against Knox’s thigh, to give him a feel of his growing erection. The sweaty fingers stirred in his grasp, and for the briefest moment, Knox’s gaze lost all focus. Damn, how had Liv never noticed how hot his best friend was? Not that he’d have done anything about it when Knox was a serial monogamist who only dated women, but still…
It was already driving him insane.
“What exactly do you want to try?” Liv asked and brushed his nose along Knox’s. The sensation it stirred inside him was overwhelming enough to make his toes curl.
And Knox didn’t turn away, he turned to him. His breath was hot on Liv’s lips and he pushed his thigh against Liv’s cock as if he wanted to feel more of it.
Knox liked dick. No. He loved dick. Just needed a bit of coaxing to understand it.
“When you… moved on top of me… That was so hot. I never came so hard before. I liked your weight, the pushing, I… I kinda wanted it, I mean… I wondered what it would feel like to be under you. In other ways. With you inside me,” the last words were a whisper, but Liv heard them loud and clear, and so did his dick.