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“Aw, you’re speechless,” Carter says when I say nothing. “It’s okay. You don’t have to thank me. Just throat my dick real good when I get home and we’ll call it ev—”
“You think you’re funny?” I growl, wiping my mouth with my sleeve. “The fuck is wrong with you, Carter?”
“Will you stop being so ungrateful? I did you a favor.”
“How’s that?”
“Don’t play,” he teases. “I know what you want. He’s yours now, Nate. You can beat him, fuck him…kill him and be done with it if it’s gonna make you feel better. Just feel better, so you can stop being such a moody prick and go back to being my best friend. You know, the one who knows how to have fun without acting like a mopey little bitch all the time.”
“You fucking cunt.”
“You wanna fuck my cunt?” he jokes. “Be home soon, baby.”
“Carter—”
He hangs up on me then, dismissing me. The vodka leaves my hand before I’m thinking. The bottle hits the wall next to the window with a satisfying smash, pieces of glass flying everywhere. Although it’s only satisfying for about three seconds.
“Fuck.”
Xavi’s head swings around towards the window, and I quickly jerk back into the shadows, closing my eyes as I knock my head back against the wall.
I changed my mind.
I don’t wanna see the look on his stupid fucking face.
5
NATE
Three Years Earlier
Carter moans into my mouth, holding my upper arms to steady himself as I push him into my bedroom. I squeeze his hip and pull his head back by his dirty blond hair, demanding better access. He gives it over willingly, stumbling when his foot gets caught beneath mine.
“Why are we doing this again?”
“Because I didn’t want pussy tonight and you were the hottest guy at the party,” I answer, playing his game and feeding his massive ego.
He grins and kisses me hungrily, wincing when I tighten my grip on his hair.
“Jesus, Nate, easy,” he rasps. “You’re being too rough.”
“Fuck off.” I laugh, knowing he’s messing with me.
He chuckles darkly, and I turn us around to shove him back against my closed door. His hands go for my jeans, and I bite his lower lip, dragging it out between my teeth the way he likes it. He moans again, and I pull back to take my shirt off, tossing it down on the floor next to my bed. I go for his shirt next, smacking his fumbling hands away from my zipper because he’s taking too damn long.
I swear he does this shit on purpose just to piss me off.
We’ve done this a few times before, but we both know it means nothing. Just a way for us to let off a little fuckin’ steam from time to time.
Once I’ve got my dick in my hand, I grab the lube from the dresser beside us and use it to get myself slick, amused at the way he’s grinding into me impatiently. I haven’t even touched his cock yet, but I can feel how hard it is, poking into my hip beneath his pants.
“You ever gonna let me top you?” he asks, grunting when I grab a fistful of his hair and twist his head to the side, pushing his cheek into the wood.
“Stop fucking playing and turn around.”
He smirks and does as he’s told, both hands braced on the door frame, watching me over his shoulder as I push his jeans and boxers down over his ass. I squirt some more lube into my hand and find his hole with my fingertips, rubbing and pushing on it to open him up for me. I slide my middle finger inside and twist it around, not because it makes him feel good, but because it’s necessary. I kiss him because it makes him feel less used, and sometimes I’ll let him suck my dick for a while before I fuck him, but other than that, I always make sure it’s quick and to the point. In and out. No strings, no drama.
Just as I’m about to line myself up, I hear a distant thud followed by a shriek, freezing when I realize it sounds like my little sister. Carter’s eyes hit mine, probably thinking the same thing I am, and then we’re moving. He yanks his jeans back up and I quickly tuck myself away, wiping my lube covered hands on my thighs before I swing the door open. He’s hot on my heels as I all but run to her bedroom at the end of the hall, following the sounds coming from her en-suite bathroom. As soon as I step inside, I skid to a halt at the scene in front of me, frowning at the puddles of soapy water all over the floor.
