Yeah, well what about you calling me Shadow? Can’t say you want me around when you call me that.
Why was I even bothering to argue with Dominic? He’d get the last word. He always did.
DICKHEAD
I don’t call you Shadow because I don’t want you around.
RYAN
Oh yeah? Then why DO you call me it, Dominic?
I tapped my fingers on the sides of the phone as I waited for his reply.
It never came.
See? Even without sending anything, he’d got the last word, as per fucking usual.
I threw my phone aside and tugged at my hair with a groan. What the fuck was it about Dominic that made me so… Fuck. I wasn’t even surewhatI felt.
I was used to feeling negative emotions towards him. He’d come between me and Max. He was living the life I wanted for myself. It made sense to hate him. But I didn’t think it was just hate that I was feeling right now. I wasn’t going to look at it too closely. Definitely wasn’t going to fucking label it.
Maybe I just needed to get off. It had been a couple of days. Not since…
Nope. Not thinking about him any more tonight.What had happened had been kicked into a closet in the darkest recesses of my mind. I wasn’t opening it again—not for Dominic, at least.
Two minutes later my lubed hand was stroking my cock. It didn’t take much to get me hard. I was eighteen. Some days, a stiff breeze was enough.
Despite that, I wasn’t getting into it. I closed my eyes and ran through familiar territory.High, firm arse cheeks, a streak of lace between them. A hot blonde riding me, her hands cupping her breasts, head thrown back on a moan. A beautiful brunette between my legs, sucking my cock. Hungry green eyes locked on mine as a calloused hand grips the base of my cock. Stubbled cheeks rubbing against the sensitive skin on the inside of my thigh. A hand larger than my own gripping my hip tightly?—
What the fuck?
I let go of myself abruptly. Panting, I stared at the ceiling. Was I really just picturing Dominic giving me head?
I think I was.
And from how my cock was throbbing…I think I was enjoying it.
It’s not weird,I reassured myself as my hand returned to grip my shaft.It’s only fair, really, seeing as you gave him head.
I shouldn’t have thought about that. The closet door opened and all the memories came spilling out.
Now I wasn’t thinking about Dominic sucking my cock.
I was remembering being on my knees.
The weight of his cock on my tongue.
The satisfied groans from deep in his chest.
The grip of his hand in my hair.
The filthy words he spoke.
“You were built to choke on my cock, Shadow.”
My hips arched as I came. It was so intense that I had to bite my lip to stop myself shouting. I hadn’t even realised I was close.
But I must’ve been.
