Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 63481 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63481 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
“Fine,” Will ground out, his eyes burning a hole in him, his gaze like a physical touch. It made Gadiel’s skin prickle, his nipples tightening and his crotch aching. God, he’d never wanted a man so badly. Had never burned to be held down and fucked, hard and deep, until he could feel him against his fucking heart, bruising it forever.
“Fine?” Gadiel repeated belatedly, unsure what Will meant.
Will stared at him for a long moment, his face difficult to read.
Then he reached down to his belt and unbuckled it.
Gadiel’s eyes widened, his heart beating faster. “What are you doing?” he whispered.
“What does it look like?” Will said, pulling the zipper down. “You won’t scare me off that easily, Gadiel. You want cock that badly? You can have mine.”
Wetting his dry lips with his tongue, Gadiel shook his head. “You—you can’t mean that.”
“What’s the matter?” Will said. “Didn’t expect me to call your bluff?”
The patronizing, amused tone pissed Gadiel off. “You’re the one bluffing,” he said. “You don’t actually expect that I’ll do it, Mr. Straight.”
Will looked down at him steadily, studying him. “I think initially you didn’t mean it, but I know you’ll really throw yourself at the first man you see just to prove it to me, out of spite.” He sounded almost fond. It was singularly infuriating, how well he could read Gadiel.
“I hate you,” Gadiel said with feeling.
“Sure you do.”
Gadiel gripped Will’s lean, strong hips. “But I will suck your cock,” he said, glaring up at him. “I will. Don’t think I won’t. And you’re going to enjoy it.”
“I feel very threatened,” Will said dryly. “But I’ll try not to faint.”
Gadiel scowled at him, hating how composed Will looked again. He hated it, absolutely loathed it. He wanted to see some real emotion. He was going to make Will lose it, or die trying.
Leaning forward, Gadiel pressed his face against Will’s crotch.
Oh god.
He breathed in, literally shaking. No. He needed to keep a cool head if he wanted Will to lose his composure. He couldn’t just slobber all over Will’s cock as though he was gagging for it, no matter how badly he wanted to. He couldn’t let Will know that he was hard as a rock just from that—from having his face pressed against Will’s soft cock through the fabric of his boxer-briefs. It was so damn pathetic, but god, he wanted him. He wanted this man. He wanted his cock. He was drooling at the mere idea of getting to suck it, of being allowed to suck it. Somehow, it was both mortifying and incredibly arousing, the fact that Will was allowing him to suck his cock despite not being attracted to men. He felt like thanking him for the privilege, and it was so humiliating. It wasn’t even a pity fuck; it was worse. And yet, here he was, gagging for it, like the worst kind of cockslut.
Get a grip, he snapped at himself. This wasn’t sex. This was about making Will lose his composure at last.
Closing his eyes, Gadiel inhaled deeply, nuzzling Will’s cock through his dark boxer-briefs before finding the head and sucking on it through the fabric. He moaned, and Will’s cock twitched, starting to harden against his lips. Oh god, he was making Will hard. He, Gadiel.
Gadiel opened his eyes and looked up. Locking his gaze with Will’s, he dragged Will’s boxer-briefs down and gave his hardening cock a long, lewd lick. Will’s jaw was locked, his nostrils flaring as he watched Gadiel lick his cock like a giant, delicious lollipop. And fuck, it was unfair that Will had one of the nicest cocks Gadiel had ever seen: long and thick, covered in mouthwatering veins. Gadiel wanted it inside him. He wanted to choke on it. He wanted to sit on it. He wanted Will to wreck him with it.
“You’re hard for me,” he said with wonder, twirling his tongue over the fat cockhead. Will was hard. Hard as steel. Because of him, Gadiel.
“I’m not dead,” Will said, his body rigid with tension. He looked sexy as hell, still in his dark suit, his hard cock jutting out of his pants obscenely. “I haven’t gotten laid in months.”
Gadiel glared up at him, wanting him so badly and hating him for not wanting him back. But of course Will didn’t really want him. His body was simply responding to physical stimulation. Will was straight. He was merely allowing Gadiel to suck his cock, throwing a bone to a starved dog he pitied. Self-sacrificing asshole.
A fresh wave of humiliation and rage made him redouble his efforts. He took the cock into his mouth and started sucking for real, employing every trick he knew. He would make Will love this, he would make him lose control.
But before long, Gadiel was the one losing control, moaning around the hard length in his mouth, unable to get enough. There were very few things he loved more than sucking on a nice, fat cock, and it had been so long that he was embarrassingly close to coming just from this: from choking on his straight bodyguard’s cock and trying to get more of it into his mouth.