Page 6 of Choke Hold


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Even though I’m not sure I believe myself.

He rolls his eyes. “Fine, how about this? We drill again tomorrow. Same thing, just me and you, and you can get the rust off.”

Even though I want to smack the snark right out of him, I nod in agreement as determination sets in. Because that’s exactly what I need. I just need to push through this shit and get over whatever the fuck that was tonight. It’s unacceptable, and with some focused time in the ring, I’ll be able to get back in my routine and clear my head.

“Drills, drills, drills,” Luca mutters as he reaches for the remote on the coffee table. “Oh how I missed your rigid-as-fuck ways of training.”

“It was your fucking idea,” I say as I reach out and grab the remote, setting it on the end table beside me and away from him.

He narrows his eyes in my direction. “Either we watch a movie, or I put music on.”

I hold his gaze for a moment, trying to find a way out of this. But I reluctantly give the remote back to him. At least his cartoons have an ending. The pop music goes all fucking night.

He scrolls his movies on the TV, and selects one about a couple fish looking for another fish.

“You are totally Marlin.” Luca takes the last bite of his dinner and sets his plate on the coffee table.

“And you’re the blue one who can’t take anything seriously,” I say as I do the same.

He turns to me with wide eyes. “The wit coming out of you today, Ty. I am seriously impressed.”

I lean back on the couch and try to ignore him, but he just keeps smiling at me.

“What.” I cross my arms, trying not to roll my eyes too hard as the two fish make friends with some sharks.

“You didn’t forget, did you?”

I slide my gaze to meet his, then he rakes his eyes down my body.

“Afterplay,” he says, his smile widening.

And I can’t help the small smile that forms on my lips at the ridiculous name he has for it. Because this idea, I am in full agreement with.

I grab him by the back of the neck, forcefully bringing his lips to mine and pushing my tongue past them. He kisses me with need, and as he swings a leg over my hips to straddle me, I pull him in close and take everything I can.

As we stay locked in our kiss, my hands grasp his hips so I can move him against me and he grinds against my cock. He does as he’s told, sending a rush of pleasure through me. And when I urge him to roll his hips again… he does.

Easily.

I place my hands on his chest and shove him backwards, but he catches himself before he falls.

“What?” he asks, far too innocently, and with an annoying smirk.

He knows exactly what he’s doing, so I just stare up at him as he adjusts himself over my hips again.

“Oh.” He smiles and slides his hands under my shirt as he grinds against me again. “You want a fight, Tiger?” He lowers his lips to my neck and licks up to my ear. “You want to earn your control over me, don’t you?”

My fingers slide into his hair and grip tight, then I pull his head back so my lips brush over his. “You know I already have it. Now get on your knees so I can fuck your throat and shut you up.”

He chuckles lightly. “Make me.”

With my grip in his hair, I forcefully shove his head down so he moves onto the floor between my legs. His jaw is tight as he looks up at me, apparently not appreciating that move. But he fucking asked for it.

“Get to work.” I gesture with my chin for him to pull my pants down.

The hardness in his eyes remains for a moment, until his expression morphs into one of amusement. He reaches up to pull my sweatpants and boxers down with a small smile. “Only because I want to.”

But any response I had to that is lost as he wraps his lips around my cock, and my head rolls back with a groan. I exhale as I let him take me, every stroke of his tongue chipping away at the tension and worry from tonight, urging my mind to settle.

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