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 lets out a little groan, and when he shifts, I have to bite my lip, because the jab he makes with his hips sends me up the wall with lust. His dick is only two layers of fabric away from being buried in me.
Reckless fantasies take hold, showing me his cock plowing my hole on the floor of my bedroom. He’s still wearing that balaclava, his bare chest and arms are sprayed red, and the metallic aroma of blood emphasizes the earthiness of his arousal.
In my imagination, he makes me feel whole each time he plunges in, and I find myself grabbing my cock as he rubs against me in his sleep. I instinctively clench my ass when I feel that thick length against it.
‘I want to kiss you and fuck you.’ I remember his stern voice, and as it echoes in my mind, the heat inside me becomes more and more difficult to bear.
I’ve never been the object of anyone’s desire, but I indulge in it now, under the soft light of the moon and stars. His arm is solid, and I have to brush over it to reach my dick, which makes this all the more illicit. He could wake up at any moment and catch me in the act.
And yep, I’ve leaked pre-cum in my pants just thinking about him. I don’t even care if I’ll be sticky, because this could be my last chance for such closeness with him. Or… is this wrong of me to do this when he’s sleeping? His dick didn’t ask for my consent when it got rock hard and pressed to my crack like it’s his God-given right.
And why do I even care for the consent of a serial killer who abducted me?
My nipple gets hard when he brushes his arm against it, and I squeeze my aching cock, imagining all the filthy things he’d do to me given half the chance.
And I’d let him. Not just because he’s attractive or a good listener, but also because he’s a maniac. And he wants me so, so much.
I bite back a moan and rub the head of my cock with my thumb before sliding my hand up and down the shaft, sinking ever deeper into a realm of fantasy where he’s awake and touching me.
Nico’s arm shifts, his hand going up, and I wonder what he’s dreaming about when his fingers reach my lips. Fuck it. I taste them. Just a little lick of his salty skin because I’m messed up. Though I’m not making Christmas trinkets out of people’s teeth, so maybe I’m not that bad.
I sigh when his other hand snakes under my waist, but then it’s on my dick, and it’s too late to deny what I’m doing.
Nico presses his flattened tongue to my nape, then licks all the way up to my hair. The touch is hot, wet, and makes me shiver.
“Naughty,” he whispers, brushing his teeth over my skin as if to warn me he could bite.
I freeze, my hand tight around my cock, and I don’t dare move it away even when he cups my balls, prompting me to tremble.
“No, I—” I still when he rolls his hips, rubbing his shaft against my ass.
“Hm? You what? I can feel you clenching that ass. You want to be filled, don’t you?” Nico murmurs, then bites my nape without much force. His fingers are still at my mouth, while his other hand sneaks into my pajama pants and covers mine. It’s so fucking big, and as he brushes his thumb over my cockhead, my back arches, and I lean into him, presenting my neck without thinking. When he bites in, I can’t stop myself from moaning, my cock straining against his palm, my hips working back and forth, seeking touch while I imagine how he would feel inside me.
“I—I’ve never done this,” I mumble, because I don’t think I’m ready to be filled, no matter how often penetration features in my secret fantasies.
“Nothing to be scared of. Just let me enjoy you a little first,” he says and even his voice, so low and raspy, is making me horny.
Nico peels my hand off my cock and replaces it with his. I might just come on the spot from that alone. Instead, my dick twitches in his grasp, spilling pre-cum over his knuckles.
“So responsive,” he purrs and kisses my neck while the hand he had at my lips now dips under my T-shirt and goes straight for my nipple.
And while I’m a bit scared, that only fuels my fire because I feel his adoration in every touch. I press against his hard dick again, and I moan when even with the fabric between us, it manages to push between my buttocks. My whole body is on fire.
“Oh my God. Oh, God,” I whimper and reach back, grabbing at his bicep as his dick hardens even more. My flesh can’t cope with the onslaught of sensation that’s so different, so much more intense, than anything I’ve ever felt. His hand feels so deliciously rough against my nipple, and each rub darts straight to my balls, making them throb.