Page 43 of Our Final Game

“And when did you equip this?” I play with the gold body chain hanging from his neck and wrapping around his small waist.

“It’s good for increasing my strength, that’s all,” he whispers.

I pull him back into my chest. He’s trembling a little, the steam from the spring bellowing around us. Rohan’s curls are sticking to his forehead already. His cheeks flushed.

“Are you … Are you gonna let go of me?”

“How about I don’t, and you just stay like this?” I say, leaning down closer into his space.

Rohan swallows, his breath skipping. “Ty…”

“Aren’t you trying to get me to stop being mad at you?” I whisper into his ear.

“I’m not,” he says, his body shaking against me. “Why would I care if you’re mad at me?”

“Why can’t you just stop fighting me?”

“I don’t want to,” Rohan mumbles.

“Why not?” I ask, trailing the tip of my nose along his jawline.

“Tyson…” he whimpers, and I move my head back to stare down into his eyes. They look even brighter now. Like they’re trying to hypnotize me.

Maybe they are.

Maybe they’re asking for something.

Something Rohan can’t say.

So I give him what he’s secretly begging me for. I lean down and close the distance between us, sealing my mouth firmly over his.

Ah, I was right.

Rohan instantly presses his lips back, opening his mouth just for me to get a taste.

Such a good boy.

He’s so short that he has to arch his back and tilt his head so high just to reach my lips.

“You’re so fucking short, Ro,” I chuckle against his lips.

“What? Don’t ruin this,” Rohan says, nipping at me.

“No, it’s cute.”

“Ty … Shut up,” he whimpers, pressing a small kiss to my lips.

He’s definitely blushing this time. I’m not imagining shit. When the hell did Rohan become so fucking irresistible? Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t stop myself from doing what I’m about to do to him. I thread my fingers through his curls and grip tightly, making him gasp.

“You want me to stop being pissed at you?”

“Not really,” Rohan chuckles.

“Oh yeah?” I kiss his ears, which are running very pink right now. Rohan’s body shudders in my hold.

“Let’s put your smartass mouth to use.”

I pull him over to the edge of the hot spring and sit atop one of the lower rocks, placing him between my legs. I follow the movement of him swallowing as he watches my erection bob.