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No.
There won’t be a next time.
Xavi coughs beneath me, and I loosen my grip on his throat, removing one of my hands to grab a condom and the bottle of lube from my nightstand. Coating my fingers, I reach down between his legs and rub his hole, watching his mouth part as I push the middle one inside him. With my left hand still pinning him down by his neck, he holds on to my wrist, rolling his hips up into me as I finger him open.
Fuck me, he’s so hot.
I’ve always known it, and it pisses me off. Thinking about how many guys have wanted him like this, have taken him just like this like he’s theirs to take.
He’s not fucking theirs.
That familiar anger bleeds into my veins, and I roughly flip him over onto his stomach, shoving his face into the pillow so I don’t have to look at it. He catches himself on his elbows, spreading his legs and arching his back to rub his wet hole over my bare dick. My head rolls toward my chest as my body moves to meet his, my thumbs spreading his cheeks as I slide my length back and forth between the crease of his ass. My nostrils flare at how good he feels, my hate and this desperate need for him consuming me all at once. Fresh out of patience, I wipe my fingers on my jeans and tear the condom wrapper open.
“Wait.” He looks at me over his shoulder, his cheeks glowing the way they do when he’s acting shy or embarrassed about something. “I’m negative. If you want to…”
I cock my head at that, my dick throbbing in my hand when I realize what he wants from me. He wants me to fuck him bare. He wants to feel special, like this isn’t just another meaningless hook-up I’ll forget about by tomorrow morning.
“You think you mean more to me than the strangers I fuck right here in this bed?” I ask as I roll the condom on, leaning over him until my chest is pressed against his back. “You don’t.”
His face falls, and I smirk at the hurt in his eyes.
“You think I trust an easy little slut like you?” I taunt him even more, coating myself with lube before I rub the tip over his hole. “Not a chance in hell,” I whisper into his ear.
He cries out when I push into him, gritting his teeth and shoving his face back into the pillow. His tight heat surrounds me, burning me from the inside out, and I swallow the groan creeping up my throat, laughing when he reaches up and tries to yank on the short hair at the top of my head. He’s upset now, trying to hurt me like I hurt him.
“I’m gonna fuck you so hard you’re gonna feel me for a week,” I inform him, even though he already knew that. “You ready?”
“Fuck, just… give me a fucking second.”
“You’ve got five.”
He lets out a whine and uncurls his tight fist, lightly raking his nails over my scalp as he takes a few long, deep breaths. I have to fight another groan, pressing my face against the side of his neck to hide the way my body reacts to his.
I could blame it on the fact that I’m drunk, but I’d be a lying motherfucker.
The way I feel about him… that’s all me.
“Time’s up, party boy,” I mumble into his warm flesh.
And then I do exactly what I said I would. I finally let go and fuck him as hard as I can, locking one arm beneath his stomach with the other resting next to his shoulder. He chokes on his own air and tips his head back for me, exposing the erratic pulse thumping beneath his skin. Unable to help myself, I open my mouth and sink my teeth into the spot, fucking loving the way he writhes and moans beneath me as I mark him for all to see. Carter, Easton, Frankie’s horny fucking friend who thinks she’s got a chance at taking a piece of him—they’ll all know who’s been here next time they see him. They’ll know who he belongs to.
“Mine,” I whisper into his neck. “All fucking mine now.”
“Jesus Christ, Nate,” he whimpers my name, curling his fingers around the sheet.
“What?”
“I never thought this would happen,” he admits. “Not in a million years.”
“But you wanted it to,” I point out, remembering all the times I caught him staring at me while he’d be hanging out at my house, the looks he’d give me when I passed him in the halls at school. “You’ve always wanted this, haven’t you, party boy?”
He blushes but nods, sucking his bottom lip into his mouth.
“Is it better than you imagined?”
“Yes.”
“Better than my best friend?” I ask, my lip curling with a snarl as I rock into him faster.
