My knuckles are white from how tightly I’ve balled my fingers into fists but my gaze only hardens. Even my thoughts become quiet.
The stranger’s footsteps recede down the stairs, but I’ve filtered him out to fix my attention entirely on the erotic creature before me. I don’t make a sound as I watch him jerk himself off. I don’t break his gaze as I watch his lips part with sexy, soundless breaths—watch the lust in his eyes and energy climb higher and higher.
There’s the sound of jingling keys and a lewd huff escapes Christian’s lips just as he nears his orgasm. His energy peaks with him, a beautiful coalescence of lust, and he pulls the front of my pants down to expose my cock as his release barrels through him.
I clasp my hand around his mouth when he comes, cutting off his moans just as the front door closes behind the stranger, and his cum jets into my fucking pants. His cock rubs against mine as his cream spurts onto my body and slides down to my balls.
And my teeth grind together as I watch him come down from the high. Watch him dare me with his eyes and smile like he’s fucking pleased with himself.
Even this side of him is one I couldn’t have ever seen coming…
He’s a fuckingbrat.
And he has no idea what he’s just condemned himself to.
The heat inside me is an uncontrollable storm. Every muscle in my body is taut as I remove my hand from his mouth and breathe in his scent. I use my finger to collect the cum he’s painted across my skin, and I don’t break his gaze as I smear it on his lips.
“I’m going to enjoy breaking you in, baby.” My voice is barely a whisper, but even after coming, his cock still twitches between us.
When I kiss him again, his cum is mixed in with the taste of him and I’m completely drunk on it. His lower lip is so lush between my teeth I’m sure I could kiss him forever and it only takes seconds for him to melt in my hands.
He really is a slut for my kisses.
It’s not nearly enough for him when I pull away, because his mouth remains parted for me and his tongue darts out for mine again.
I step back from the erotic sight only because it's the beginning of what he deserves.
“Downstairs.” The command vibrates in my throat, but I don’t wait for him or look back as I leave the closet and head back the way we came.
Anticipation sings in my blood as we leave through the kitchen window. A fever that hasn’t yet settled beneath my skin as we scale the fence.
The moment we cross the road to where Wesley has parked, everything I kept bottled inside breaks loose.
I grab Christian by his shirt and throw him into the backseat of the jeep. He’s sprawled across the seats as he watches me with wide eyes and I wonder if he sees exactly what he’s trapped himself in here with.
“Wesley.” I shut the door behind me, and for the first time in a long time—
It feels so good to be out.
“Drive.”
Chapter 19
Reuben
Christian crawls backward but I grab his legs to pull him back down. He slides into the seat of the chair with a heated stare and clenched teeth.
“You've gotta be shitting me.” Wesley stares at the both of us like he'd rather be anywhere else. He turns around to start the car, just as the privacy screen comes up between us.
Christian looks between me and the now closed off space where Wesley was, “We—We can't—”
“You should've thought of that before coming in my pants.” I can still feel its stickiness on my skin.
I cut off his next words with a kiss, closing him in with my body and pinning his wrists to his sides. He squirms beneath me, moaning against my tongue as we drink each other in and I pull away to take in his swollen lips, his messy hair and the blush to his cheeks.
My fingers hook into the waistband of his pants and in one motion, I slip it below his ass, exposing his cock to the air.
He squirms onto his elbows, “Just—wait a minute—”
