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I’m already reaching for his tie.
“You wanna fuck me on your fiancée’s bed?”
I press my mouth to his. “No. I want you to fuck me on my fiancée’s bed.”
He grips me by the shoulders and holds me back. “What?”
“I need it,” I say, coming for his mouth again, overcoming his vague resistance easily. “I need to feel you inside me. I want you to make me yours.”
“I don’t know about this,” he says, but he’s shrugging off his jacket, and I’m yanking at my tie.
As we rush to unbuckle each other’s belts and tear at each other’s clothes, he asks the question I’ve asked myself a hundred times in the last two weeks. “Do you think we’re being gay wrong?”
“Yeah,” I say. “I’m pretty sure.”
He hauls me to him by the hips and kisses me hard. When he pulls away, I ask, “You do want to fuck me, don’t you?”
“Definitely.”
Thank God. I need it so much. I haven’t been able to think of anything else since I got here tonight.
We finish undressing and crawl behind the canopy to find the lube Elodie left for us on the bed. The comforter is covered with an ugly, tan sheet. “Elodie did this?” he asks.
“Yeah.”
“She thought of everything.” He gestures at a series of toys up by the pillows, and I can’t help but laugh.
“Clock’s ticking,” he says wrestling me to my back and pressing his mouth to mine. I open for him, for his tongue, for his heavy breaths.
Unlike Drew, who has some sort of issue with spreading his legs, I immediately wrap mine around his thighs to get our cocks closer together. He grinds heavily against me as our kiss gets breathier and filthier. We’re pouring so much precum, our balls are already sticking together.
His hand encircles my throat, and he gives it a quick, firm squeeze before yanking my head back by the hair. He sucks hard beneath my ear, and I have no desire to stop him from giving me a huge hickey at my engagement party. Or bruises. Or a torn asshole. I want him all over me. I want to give one of the only first times I have left to give.
Tonight, I want every cell in my body to belong to him. To be his.
33
DREW
He’s already falling apart, and all I’ve done is kiss him. Naked kissing. But still.
“Are you okay?” I whisper even though there’s no chance of us being overheard. When Elodie closed the door, all I could hear was the whir of her computer fans and the aquarium bubbling. The party basically disappeared.
He sounds like a horny record on repeat. “I want you. I want you.”
“I know,” I kiss him again. “I want you, too, but are you okay?”
“Barely. Please…I want you inside me so fucking bad.”
I caress his face, finding it more beautiful tonight than ever, and maybe it’s the creepy black and blue lighting, or the flush in his cheeks, or the way he’s looking at me, but I’m so, so into it. So drawn to it. “It’s gonna hurt, baby.”
“I want it to hurt,” he says, his gaze burning into mine.
“But I want it to feel good for you.”
I kiss the space between his eyes, and when his eyelids drop, I kiss those, too.
“It will.” He’s begging now, legs tightening, hips pressing into mine. “It’ll hurt good.”
