Page 43 of Wanted
And what came next? He couldn’t fucking think of anything beyond the here and now. Beyond Liv’s taste, smell, and his smile, which somehow looked diabolical in the shadows cast by the small lamp.
As Knox relaxed, opening his mouth to weigh one of Liv’s balls on his tongue, the hard dick throbbed against his face, right next to his eye, and he trembled as desire sank its claws into him, making his erection near-painful.
Liv’s grin widened, and moments later, he took hold of his tool and started stroking it above Knox’s face. He made a choked noise when Knox sucked on his nut as if it were his favorite candy.
“Someone’s greedy. What if you make me blow too fast?”
Knox’s first thought was that Liv’s cum would land on his face, and he parted his thighs to alleviate the pressure between his legs when his own balls tightened with excitement. Hot. It was all so hot, even if unnerving. Knox trembled as he slid his hands to the backs of Liv’s thighs. The texture of hair against his palms made him stir his hips on the mattress and moan, overwhelmed by the proximity of male flesh.
“Then you’d have to get it up again,” Knox said and licked Liv’s knuckles. He hadride fasttattooed across both hands, and rightnow the ink made Knox imagine it stood for Liv ridinghimas if there was no tomorrow.
Oh fuck, how amazing it would be to sink onto Liv and watch his cheeks flush. But not now. Tonight, Liv was in control of the situation, and Knox—eager for his guidance.
Liv released the sexiest laugh, shifting above Knox and taking away his now-wet balls. “Probably. But right now, I really want to see your rosy lips around my cockhead. Been thinking about it all day.”
Liv’s hand pumped his dick a little harder, and then presented it to Knox’s lips, parting them.
Heat scorched Knox’s face and neck as he stroked the backs of Liv’s thighs and opened his mouth like a good boy. He’d never imagined he’d get off on someone talking to him like this. But damn, it was such a fucking turn-on. Then again, maybe it wouldn’t have been with anyone else. Liv cared about him and wouldn’t lose respect for him over this.
In fact, he seemed damn satisfied as he fed Knox his dick, inch after inch.
So. Fucking. Hot.
His warm, musky scent intensified, sending Knox’s senses into overdrive. He squeezed Liv’s legs when the cockhead reached the back of his throat.
At this point, he’d barely sucked in half of Liv’s dick. How the fuck did anyone get more in there? He looked up into Liv’s eyes, hoping for approval, but while he found it, there was so much more in the brown depths watching him from above.
Lust. Need. Surprise. Curiosity. Joy was there too, burning so intensely Knox was scared to acknowledge it. Because what did it mean for him? What was Liv so happy about? Getting a blowjob from the least experienced slut at this damn biker party?
“Damn, you look so hot like this. Lips around my cock, mouth stuffed full…” Liv rasped, petting Knox’s cheekbone while histhick shaft throbbed between Knox’s tongue and palate. “You wanted to test out a dick. Is mine meeting your expectations?” He pushed it in again, fucking Knox’s mouth without making any attempts to go deeper than was comfortable.
Knox could die for the rasp in Liv’s voice. He’d always been only a spectator to Liv’s conquests, assessing himself in comparison. But now he was open to accepting that he might have been jealous of Liv’s lovers, not his popularity.
Liv leaned down and massaged Knox’s cheeks with his thumbs as he gently thrust against his face. Each stir of hips was like a wave, and Knox hoped they’d keep going until he came undone, thrashing under Liv’s weight.
“Yeah, you look like you’re enjoying yourself,” Liv murmured, biting his bottom lip.
Knox had no idea giving someoneelsepleasure could be such a turn on, yet here he was, rock hard and twirling his tongue along Liv’s cock just to see the little twitches of excitement pass over Liv’s features.
And the taste? Fuck. Salty, a bit bitter. So why the fuck did itfeelso sweet to have Liv’s pre-cum all over his tongue?
“Good boy. How did I never notice how damn fuckable you are,” Liv whispered, reaching back. Knox didn’t put two and two together until one of those warm hands rested between his legs and gave his dick a gentle squeeze that prompted him to push his hips up, seeking more touch. His body overloaded with sensation, sinking deeper into sexual bliss.
The whimper he made would have been embarrassing if he cared about such things right now, but he shut himself up by hollowing his cheeks and sucking Liv harder. He fucking loved the weight of his dick inside his mouth.
“Oh, fuck yes…” Liv groaned, toying with Knox’s dick through fabric. “You’re so hard for this. I bet you’ll take my dick just as happily.”
Knox’s hole twitched the moment Liv put that thought in his mind. Lost in the blowjob, he’d forgotten where else this was going. But Liv remained all cool and in control of the situation and pulled out of Knox’s mouth, taking away his new favorite plaything.
Before Knox could protest, Liv flipped him to his stomach and climbed on top, pushing up the fabric on Knox’s back. The old blanket covering the hard, squeaking bed was ripped in a couple of places and carried the smell of dust, but those were just meaningless details, forgotten when Liv showered Knox’s shoulder with wet, delicious kisses.
Liv. Was kissing his body. In-fucking-sane.
And as Knox stirred in response, like a mindless animal humping the bed, Liv let out a raspy laugh.
“So fucking needy. I have just the medicine for you. It’s big and hard, but I’m sure you can handle it,” he said in a voice dripping with sugar syrup. And then, he yanked on Knox’s pants, tugging them down his hips.
Tension shocked Knox’s body with a vengeance despite Liv’s promise, because he needed to face what they were about to do, and didn’t know how ready he was for a confrontation with the rules Dad beat into him.
