Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 90672 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90672 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Despite all the stress, despite all the bullshit that’s going on, as he buries his face against mine, all teeth, tongue, and lips, everything is right in the world.
He growls and pulls away. “I can’t believe all the times we’ve messed around and you were keeping this from me.” His words are hot with fury before he pushes another kiss on me.
“You…have every…right to be mad,” I manage between kisses.
“Damn…right…I do.”
What is fucking happening to us? It’s like it’s even harder for us to keep our hands off each other because he’s upset.
I guide him to my side of the room, and we collapse on the bed, our kiss missing as our jaws clash from the desperate attempt to keep ourselves invested in the moment.
Soon, Luke’s on top of me. He manages to pull away long enough to place the Sinners’ bible on my nightstand.
“Don’t…think this means…we’re cool right now,” he says between more kisses.
“I…know…I’m sorry…Luke.”
He licks up the middle of my lips, then grunts. “Fuck. I told myself a thousand times I wasn’t gonna come over here tonight. That I would fucking chain myself to the bed if I had to. And then suddenly, I was lying to Alexei about hitting the gym, and on my way here.”
“It was hard for me too,” I assure him.
“It’s supposed to be hard for you after what you did.”
He sizes me up before rising on his knees on either side of my leg. He works my belt, then my fly, so focused, like he’s having to keep from looking at me, otherwise he’ll never get the job done.
Once he gets my pants undone, I help him pull them down with my briefs. He pushes them just past my balls, then leans down and presses his face against my abs, near my navel, licking and nibbling at my flesh. My cock is a brick as he trails kisses toward it.
“Luke, are you sure you want to do that?” We’ve messed around plenty, and he’s let me suck him off, but he’s never put my cock in his mouth.
“Shut up,” he says, running his nose alongside my shaft.
I curse as I roll my head back, enjoying the sensation of his soft skin against me. He moves around my crotch, the tip of his nose and his breath leaving me in suspense. Is he really about to do this while he fucking hates me?
“Does it hurt, wanting me to pop it in my mouth?” he asks. “Do you wish I would just do it to end your agony?”
He’s a fucking sadist! But he has every right to punish me.
He rubs his lips along my girth, like he wants me to know he could so easily take all this pain away.
“Fuck, Luke, please…”
As he continues his vengeance, my cock bounces off my abs, like it has a mind of its own and just wants to push into Luke’s mouth. Feel that warm, wet tongue against it.
He snickers, the sadist enjoying what he’s doing to me.
“Yeah, it does hurt you too,” he says, “doesn’t it?”
“You know it does.”
“I was doing fine before I got mad at you tonight. Like I could have gone a day or two without messing around, but then all this anger is fucking twisted up and turned against me.”
“Somehow tonight made things worse. Maybe something to do with the vision.”
“Whatever it is, it’s so fucking cruel,” he says before sliding his tongue from the base of my shaft up to the head. “God, you taste good,” he confesses, pushing his face against my cock and taking deep breaths. “I hate you for not telling me the truth. And I hate you for being so irresistible that I can’t stand to be apart from your body. And I hate that as much as I’m enjoying torturing you, it’s fucking killing me too. That all I want is your cock in my mouth right now. That I just want you fucking my face until you come in me, and then I can devour you like you’ve devoured me. I hate that this is all I can think of when I should be focusing on that book and what any of it means.”
As he speaks, his wet mouth is pushed up right against my cock, and it’s tearing at my soul how close he is to bringing me some goddamn relief.
“We’ll make it quick, Luke, and then we can talk it out. I’ll tell you anything you want to know.”
“Anything?” He licks up my shaft, slowly, deliberately.
I gaze down as my Straight Boy teases me, gripping my hips like he’s having to push to restrain himself.
“I didn’t want to keep it from you, Luke. I wanted to tell you, but I promised them. Jesus, please don’t be mean.”
He spits in his palm and wraps it around my shaft, gazing up as he offers me a few gentle pumps. “Tell me why you haven’t fucked my ass yet.”