Total pages in book: 171
Estimated words: 159050 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 795(@200wpm)___ 636(@250wpm)___ 530(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 159050 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 795(@200wpm)___ 636(@250wpm)___ 530(@300wpm)
Still panting, Knight watched Elliot’s Adam’s apple bob. He barely believed it when he emptied his balls completely and Elliot actually tried to coax some more cum out of his cock. Knight pulled on his fine hair and made Elliot’s head rest against his knee. He looked so hot in his excitement, with a dark flush giving life to the pale, somewhat sunken face. “Good boy.”
Elliot kissed Knight’s knee with a little moan and quickly pulled down his own jeans just enough for his erection to pop out. He didn’t even need to unzip his pants, they slid right off. “You taste so good,” he panted and started to shamelessly jerk off at Knight’s feet. When he sucked on Knight’s knee, teasing its curve with his tongue, Knight’s balls tightened despite being painfully empty.
Knight gasped and pulled Elliot closer, so that his face rested against Knight’s spent cock and balls. “I bet you wanna smell my junk when you come.” He’d never imagined a stuck up prick like The Count to be so wild in sex. Then again, he hadn’t envisioned him to be quite so pretty under the makeup either.
Elliot looked up, his pupils wide as if he were on drugs, and he rubbed his cheek against Knight’s cock, only moving his hand faster. Knight wasn’t even sure what it was that was going on between them, but he fucking loved it. Elliot’s slim fist pumped his long, slightly curved cock for less than a minute until he came, adding to the mess on the floor.
His face contorted in pleasure, eyelids fluttering, lips open in a way that begged for touch.
Knight had no idea what he was stepping into with this guy, but he still pushed his thumb into Elliot’s mouth and mindlessly caressed the silky tongue that had given him so much pleasure. “That was fucking hot.”
Elliot’s smile around the thumb was wider than ever before, and he even sucked on the digit for a moment before pulling his face away. He looked nothing like a guy who’d almost got strangled by his ex half an hour ago. His expression was pure bliss, and he closed his eyes, catching his breath.
“The least I could do, right?”
Knight stroked the sweaty hair at Elliot’s nape, relaxing in the uncomfortable seat and once more scanning the old, rusty trailer. Now that his body was cooling down, the biting temperature was becoming more of an issue. “Is it always so cold in here?”
Elliot pulled up his jeans slowly, as if his muscles had been depleted of the last resources they had. “I think it’s pretty warm.”
“Do you actually have any heating? Winter can come any moment now.”
Elliot groaned and rolled his bruised forehead over Knight’s thigh. “It’s fine. I’ve got a radiator. I just need to get it fixed.”
“Yeah? I’m an electrician. Maybe I could have a look at it,” Knight said, lazily pulling up his pants when his ass and dick were getting far too cool for his taste.
Elliot’s lips parted, and he got up as well, leaning against the table. The way he rubbed his lips with his thumb, only to suck on it as if he didn’t want to lose any of Knight’s cum was one of the most erotic things Knight had ever seen. Elliot didn’t even seem to be doing it on purpose.
“Seriously? What don’t you do?”
Knight laughed and ruffled Elliot’s hair before getting up. That was it for the fucking. “Where’s the radiator?”
Elliot groaned and pointed to the corner while tidying his hair back into the style that obscured his face.
Knight suspected he’d need some spare parts to repair the heater, but it turned out to be an issue so basic he didn’t need anything but the few tools Elliot owned. Within fifteen minutes, the radiator was back up and running.
Elliot stared at it in amazement, his face still pleasantly flushed. “That’s winter figured out then.”
Knight sighed and looked at the mess he’d made thrashing around with Elliot’s ex. The whole interior was in a very poor state, and even though he could spot signs of work that could never make the trailer fully livable until some insulation was in place.
And on top of that, the ex could return. Those kinds of psychos were unpredictable, and when Knight looked at Elliot, smiling with sweet gratitude and so thin, with only a few food items around, he didn’t feel comfortable leaving him to rot here.
“Nah. You’re coming with me.”
Elliot’s face went slack, and he stared. “Where?”
Knight made a broad gesture. “You can’t continue living in this dump. You’re gonna freeze your cock off once it snows.”
Elliot pouted and crossed his arms. “It’s fine, I just need to insulate the windows. And you’ve fixed the radiator. I get paid in two weeks.”
Knight snorted. “I’m not having this conversation. I will smack down any argument you might have, because staying here is nonsense. Pack your bags, and I’ll take you with me.”