I want nothing more than to collapse onto Declan, to bring him down from his first experience bottoming, but I can already see his eyes shuttering and that careful mask dropping back into place.
I catch my breath and pull out, grinning when he winces and takes a shuddering breath. Oh yeah, he’s definitely going to remember tonight.
Reaching up, I rub my hands through the mess on his belly and stuff my fingers into my mouth. I hum as I suck his cum off my digits, watching lust drift back into his gaze.
“One time,” I murmur as I grab my clothes. “Was it worth it?” I snatch the condom off, tying it off and throwing it in the trash can.
Declan scoffs as he sits up. “I’m not going to stroke your fucking ego. Give me my clothes so I can get out of here.”
He makes no move to get off the bed. As I get dressed, I look down at him, committing the scene in front of me to memory. Declan, sprawled across the bed after I fucked him into a coma, his eyes hazy, cheeks flushed, lips kiss swollen and his abs covered in cum. His dick hasn’t gone completely soft, the impressive length resting against his thigh. Those barbells wink at me, promising pleasure if only we had more than tonight. Maybe in another life, I’ll fuck someone exactly like Declan—but with a better attitude.
Once I step into my pants and shoes and pull my shirt over my head, I walk over to Declan and grab him by the back of the neck. He looks surprised when I kiss him hard. I thrust my tongue into his mouth, pulling a moan from him. Delcan’s fingers drag across my scalp, trying to hold me in place.
He’s so fucking greedy for me.
I break the kiss and grin when he whimpers, trying to get at my mouth again.
“Get your own clothes, handsome,” I say, watching that scowl drop into place and a sneer twist his lips. “I’ll see you at dinner in a few days.”
Then I leave the room, fighting not to look back.
CHAPTER 6
DECLAN
Ihate to admit it, but Nico wasn’t lying when he said I’d remember him the next day. His fucking fat cock stretched me more than I thought possible, especially for my virgin hole.
Fuck, did I really let him fuck me? I don’t evenlikehim. He’s fucking irritating as fuck and he’s always needling me. But I’d be lying if I said what we shared wasn’t fucking magic.
The chemistry between us was undeniable. It’s been building for the past couple of months, since Carter and Kai got married. Before that, Nico never had much to say to me. Probably because I was Carter’s kid brother and our families didn’t like each other. But now that we have to be around each other and Nico can’t go a minute without fucking with me, it’s more evident.
I thought when he said we’d fuck it would be…just okay. Nothing to write home about. He proved me wrong.
Even though I’ve never bottomed before, I know what Nico did to my body was top-fucking-tier. It hurt when he first slid inside me, the pain of the stretch almost unbearable,but he made it go away so quickly, almost as if my body was made to take his dick.
I’d never come like that in all my years of fucking, not even when I fucked a man for the first time. Something about how sensually he fucked me, how fuckingcarefulhe was with my body. It annoys me as much as it arouses me.
I feel like a fucking novice, not being spanked, not having my prostate pegged, and not having kissed anyone. As a twenty-four-year-old man, I should have more experience than I do. Only having two partners, both of which I only fucked from behind, leaves me feeling inadequate.
I shift in my seat to adjust my growing erection, wincing when my asshole twinges. God dammit, that’s going to happen a lot. Maybe going to the club last night wasn’t my best idea.
Or maybe I shouldn’t have been so eager to get fucked.
“You good?” Carter asks, glancing over at me quickly before looking back at the road.
For the past few months, Carter has been taking me on runs with him while he conducts his drug and gun sales. He says soon, he’ll be too busy merging our families and working on the legal side of our business to handle the day-to-day stuff, so he’s entrusting me to take over for him.
I like that he trusts me so much, but I can’t help but think it’s only because there’s no one else that he knows will have his back without question. And it also makes me feel like shit because I don’t trust Carter. Not really. With family things, sure. But about my past, my feelings now? Not at all.
“Earth to Declan,” Carter says, snapping his fingers in front of my face. “What’s up? You alright?”
Am I? After what happened with Nico last night, my head is all fucked up.
He kissed me. Long, deep and withfeeling.
Sex has always just been a release for me, something Ineed to help me feel like I’m on an even keel. What Nico did to me last night? That was fucking next level.
In the past, Hendrix vetted the men I slept with, laying down my rules and making sure they were followed. I wasn’t in it for the romance or trying to date anyone. I wanted willing men that could take my dick without protection—my piercings make it hard for condoms not to tear. That meant tests and waiting for results.
