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Alex kneaded my stinging muscles until I relaxed. “Don’t fucking worry about my relationship status or what goddamn day it is. This is about you and me.”

“Aw, don’t tell me. Did you two have a fight?”

Crack.

I exhaled the breath I’d sucked in in anticipation. He was so easy to rile up. He always had been, when I had a mind to. Beneath that Golden Boy shell, he was as damaged as I was. Clearly. He just hid it better than I did.

“Nah,” I continued, widening my stance and arching my back for him, practically begging him to spank me again. Leave it to Alex to unlock a kink I didn’t even know I had. “I take it back. I bet your douchey little boyfriend doesn’t know this side of you even exists. He doesn’t know that what really gets you hard is using your stepbrother’s tight little hole. Pounding into it again and again until you blow—”

He cracked his hand across my ass so hard I hissed in pain.

And he didn’t stop.

A rapid succession of swats left both cheeks stinging.

“Hate to break it to you,” Alex crooned against my ear, “but that douche you’re so fixated on broke up with me earlier today, so you’re not going to get very far by bringing him up in conversation every two seconds.” His hand caressed my ass, sweeping over my burning cheeks and rubbing them gently.

“Is that why you’re so hard up? Gotta make sure you get laid on Valentine’s Day or something? And who better to get your rocks off with than the guy you fucked over ten years ago? Make it a milestone each decade?”

The swat that came next was no more than a flick but instead of hitting my ass, his fingertips smacked my balls, sending a jolt up my spine. When I came up off the table, his big hand plastered itself on my back, keeping me flat.

“Oh, no you don’t,” he chuckled darkly, rolling my tingling balls in his hand with a striking gentleness considering he might as well have just slapped them. “You don’t get to spew venom without consequences anymore. So, say what you want, Aaron. Get it all out of your system. Every ugly thought rolling around in that head of yours. But you’re getting smacked each time you get it wrong.”

“Is that what this is? Some big life lesson you’re so graciously teaching me?”

“I told you, you’ve had this coming for a long time. Since sex and pain are the only ways to get through that hard as fuck exterior of yours, you left me no choice. I tried to talk to you and you ran away. No more running. We’re figuring this shit out right here, right now.”

“Well hate to break it to you, Golden Boy, but this isn’t exactly sex. I don’t know what corner of the internet you’ve been lurking on.”

He circled my rim with the pad of his finger before, dipping in slightly.

I tried to stifle my gasp but I knew he heard it by the husky chuckle against my ear.

“Is this more your speed, brother?”

“Don’t call me that.”

“Then what should I call you?” His finger slid in to the first knuckle, slowly, tauntingly.

I bit my lip and tried not to press back against him. “How about my name?” I ground out between my teeth.

“Ok… Aaron…” The way he growled my name sent a full shudder down my spine. He pushed his finger in the rest of the way, working it in and out slowly. The weight of him against my back held me in place, keeping me from spinning out into orbit.

“Fuck…” I closed my eyes, the pleasure-pain sensation firing through every nerve.

“Oh, that’s right,” he mused out loud, “I remember now. When it comes down to it, you’re all bark and no bite.”

“Fuck you.”

“You first.” He licked my ear before nipping it. I was still reeling from that flash of pain when a second finger pressed inside. They were warm and extraordinarily slippery. I didn’t want to think about the fact he was using a packet of lube he’d originally meant for some douche named Brad but I was grateful he was considerate enough to use something. It had been a while since I’d had anything up my ass, let alone a cock like the one I knew he was packing.

“There you go,” he sighed, his hard-on pressing against me as he rolled his hips, giving himself some friction as he kept fingering me. “Open up for me like a good boy.”

I actually whimpered. Like a fucking moron.

Fuck! What was I doing? What were we doing? I’d spent the last decade hating him. And now here I was, clutching the hand that was pinning my wrists together behind my back, on the verge of being fucked by a guy I shouldn’t want. Who shouldn’t want me. And like I hadn’t spent the past ten years convincing myself I was worthless in his eyes, that what happened between us wasn’t real.

“Alex…” I bit my lip.

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