“You wanna cuddle, is that it?” he says, raising his brows.
Yes.“No.”
“Liar.” He moves closer to me, and wraps his arm and leg over me, making me wheeze from the weight. It’s entirely over the top but I love it. And I try to not think about how fucking good we fittogether like this—like we were mold to fit like this—and failing. Obviously.
“Have you ever topped?” he asks then, and I almost choke on my spit.
“What?” I turn around, facing him. “Why? Do you want to try it?”
“I mean,” he grins. “From the sounds you made, seems to be—ow!” he laughs, rubbing his right pec where I pinched him.
“Seriously, though,” I say. “Are you thinking about it?”
“I don’t know,” he shrugs. “But have you, though?”
“Yeah, a couple of times.”
“You don’t like it?”
I tilt my head back and forth. “It’s more of a preference. And I usually top from the bottom,” I grin.
He chuckles. “What does that mean?”
“That I’m the one taking it up the ass, but you’re the one who’s getting fucked,” I reply with a laugh.
He laughs and slides his hand along my pec, down my stomach.
“So, it’s more of a dominance thing, or?”
“Yeah, I guess you could say that.”
He bites his cheek, squinting a little. “Why don’t you do that with me?”
Because I trust you.I shrug. “You want me to?”
“Maybe?” He shoots me a lopsided smile, drawing circles with his finger on my hip.
“Just say the word, Kadey-babe. And if you’re curious about your prostate, I’d be happy to introduce you two.”
55
Kaden
“Alright,murderweaponofchoice, go!” Iggy says, pointing at me. We’re slouching on the couches at work, bellies full of tacos.
“Uhm, I don’t know,” I frown. “Poison?”
“That’s a woman’s weapon,” she states.
I snort. “So, I can’t use that, or what?”
“You can, but it’s a little cunning. Sneaky, you know.”
“Isn’t that the point?” I shake my head. “I don’t wanna get caught.”
“Are you saying women are cunning?” Seth asks her.
“Of course, we are. We have to be, with all you men in this world.”
