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He’s so hot.
He’d look even better with his nipples pierced. Probably get more sensation out of it, too.
I wonder if he’s ever had anyone play with his nipples. Bite his earlobe as I’m about to do now. He curses the moment I break the kiss, then his hands clench on my hips in a bruising grip when I breathe on his ear and tug on the soft flesh with my teeth.
“Fuck me,” I whisper, and he trembles. “I’m ready, lubed and everything, and there’s a condom in my pocket.”
His cock thickens more. He can’t hide his reaction to my words, how much he wants it, not with the way I’m sitting on top of him. I rock my hips and he groans, his body tensing.
“Christ, Jase. What you do to me. Can’t hold back.”
“Why would you wanna hold back?” I frown, and straighten as a doubt strikes me. All this hemming and hawing… “You’ve done it before, right?”
Red splashes over his cheeks. He opens his mouth but ends up saying nothing.
Holy fucking shit. “You’ve never done it? Like, ever? Jesus, Raine. We playing at the whore and the virgin now?”
I’d laugh, but it’s not funny.
“I didn’t say I haven’t.” The tips of his ears are bright red.
Phew. Shit, my heart almost stopped for a moment there. Not even sure why. Maybe the idea that I’m so fucking jaded, though I can’t even come from fucking—and he has never even gotten his dick wet.
“Good,” I purr and pick up where I’d left off. Sure, my dick has mostly deflated—it doesn’t take much—but his is still diamond-hard, and I have plans for it. “Just sit back and enjoy then.”
I’m not sure what I was planning to do when I first entered the apartment. He only paid for a blowjob. I wasn’t thinking of sex, and certainly not in any position where he can see my face or my dick and lack of a satisfying hard-on.
But here’s where we ended up, on the armchair, and I’m reluctant to move in case he changes his mind again.
I just need him to fuck me. Don’t ask why. I’m not really a masochist. It’s not like I love my job, no matter what I claimed in front of Raine before. Fuck, no.
But a good, hard fuck will jolt me out of this confusion, right? That and… it’s Raine. When he pulls my head back down for a deep kiss, another sparkle of pleasure runs through me, and heat gathers at the base of my balls.
It’s Raine, and he’s all I’ve ever wanted and could never have.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Raine
So many reasons why this is a damn bad idea. Reasons I’ve repeated to myself over the years, weeks and days as I tried to convince myself I was pissed off at Jason, annoyed by him, suspicious of him.
Trying to avoid the truth: how much I want him.
But who cares about reasons when you have Jason Vega half-naked in your lap, sucking on your neck and telling you he’s lubed and ready for your cock? Every man has a breaking point, a weakness.
Mine is Jason.
Not only that, but he’s a man on a mission. Out to kill me, probably, if the way he’s rocking on top of my hard-on is any indication. I’m seconds away from coming in my pants, and when he does it again, I can’t fucking stand it anymore. My control snaps.
“Jase, fuck. Get on my dick right now.”
He hums on the skin of my neck, lifts his head, an emotion passing behind his eyes—amusement? calculation? fear?—then he’s climbing off me and shoving his pants down.
No underwear. So hot. His cock hangs down between his legs, long and beautiful, half-hard, the silver barbell peeking out on the sides. He’s so sexy with his upper body covered in ink, his fine face, the large, dark eyes.
Makes my heart ache. And damn, I’m so hard I could burst.
“Come here,” I whisper, my voice like gravel. He grabs his dick, gives it a few strokes. “Jason.”
