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He glanced over at the others. Teresa was cackling at Abed, who’d given himself a duck bill with two tortilla chips and was quacking. Reece and Suki were playing a pixelated werewolf boxing game from Nev’s vintage video game collection.

“And what about… the other thing?”

“Oh, it’s…” I waved a hand, trying to look totally casual and relaxed. “Fine.”

Nev eyed me in concern. “Did you talk?”

“Uh, yeah. He apologised.”

And then we fucked a pumpkin head together and tonight I’m going to suck his dick.

Before Nev could ask any more questions—he had that look in his eye that told me he knew I was hiding something—I clapped him on the shoulder and headed for the living room. “Let’s get started, huh? I’ve got to catch up after missing last week.”

For the first time ever, I was eager to get game night over and done with.

Because when I got home, I was going to suck Dan Ewen’s dick.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Rafe Earns His Participation Ribbon

Rafe

I’d been home less than five minutes when there was a knock at my door.

I froze in place in the kitchen for a few seconds, then lunged for the microwave to peer at my reflection in its shiny window. I wasn’t sure why I bothered. Dan had already seen me at my literal worst. Flushed and sweaty and panicked, squatting naked with my balls dangling over a bowl of hot sauce.

Taking a deep breath, I walked into the hall. It was time. Time to suck dick. I was excited, nervous, horny and determined all at once. And I knew that if I let Dan saunter in here and start saying stuff to me in that low drawl, getting me all worked up, I wouldn’t be able to think clearly anymore. I’d just turn back into that desperate mess and end up letting him take the lead again.

So I decided it was best to just get right to it. Take the bull by the horns, so to speak.

When I opened the door, Dan grinned at me, and my belly fluttered. He was wearing sweats and a cropped tee. Definitely no underwear. I knew that for a fact, because his cock was half-hard and I could see the outline of it clearly.

My own dick was already stiffening up. My entire body was acutely aware that he was only here for sex. Sex was imminent. It was about to happen. There wasn’t going to be any preamble—no sitting around and talking or doing something else together first, like watching TV or drinking a beer.

With that in mind, I wordlessly stepped back so he could come in. His grin widened. He didn’t speak either, just strolled casually inside.

The moment he cleared the door, I pushed him back against it, hearing it click shut behind him. Dan looked surprised. His eyes widened a little, and he parted his lips to speak, but I lunged up and kissed him before he could.

I felt him grin against my mouth before he kissed me back, hands settling on my sides. Our tongues slid together hungrily. His cock jerked against my hip, and he arched his hips forward a little to press us tighter together. I shivered when his thigh rubbed against my erection, my fingers digging into his chest.

When his hands started sliding down toward my ass, my belly swooped. If he started touching me, or picked me up to carry me somewhere again, I wasn’t going to be able to focus. I’d just let him do whatever he wanted and be happy I was along for the ride.

But I had a participation ribbon to win, damn it.

Keeping one hand on his chest, I slid the other down his front to grab his dick through his sweats with a rush of terrified exhilaration. Dan grunted into my mouth in surprise. He went to break the kiss—no doubt to say something lightly teasing—so I thrust my tongue deeper into his mouth, letting him feel my piercings. With a groan, he gave in and kissed me back harder. His cock jerked against my fingers. I could feel the heat of it through the fabric, and it made my nuts tingle.

The cucumber definitely hadn’t been hot. It had actually been uncomfortably cold against my teeth because I took it from the fridge.

Not that I was planning to use my teeth during this.

The kiss grew hotter and hungrier. More frantic. Dan’s hands were sliding under my sweater and roaming over my skin, and I was mindlessly rubbing his cock through his sweats while our tongues thrust together feverishly.

I was still nervous, but suddenly I was desperate to suck his dick. See if I could make him moan. Feel him come. It wasn’t just about stubbornly wanting to do a good job, or getting it out of the way so the idea of it wasn’t so daunting anymore.

I wanted to suck Dan Ewen’s dick, and I was going to. Right now.

I finally ended our feverish kiss and immediately dropped into a crouch, reaching for his waistband. Both of us were breathing fast now. My heart was already pounding, but it thudded even harder when I shoved his sweats down and his hard cock sprang free, bobbing right in front of my face. It was thick and long, a fat vein winding up the underside to the flushed head. My gut bottomed out, dick straining in my jeans as I stared at it.