Page 154 of Four for a Boy


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Romeo’s nose twitched. “I can smell him.”

“It’s not a bad smell.”

“It doesn’t smell of you … or me, and that’s a problem for me. A big one.”

“You might as well cock your leg over me and mark your territory.”

“Don’t put ideas in my head. Now kiss me before I get angry … angrier.”

Chad lifted onto his tiptoes and gave Romeo a peck on the mouth “That better?”

“No. Try harder.”

Chad kissed him lightly again, wondering to himself at what point Romeo would snap and pin him to the car. Romeo tolerated the gentle kisses to his lips, never blinking, and breathing heavier at each small slap of Chad’s lips against his. He met his limit when Chad licked across his parted lips.

“Idiot,” he hissed, as he rammed Chad to the door, squeezing the air from his lungs. He grabbed Chad’s chin, shook it until Chad loosened his jaw, and then kissed him deeply.

His hard cock pressed into Chad’s stomach, rubbing a warm circle.

Chad didn’t protest the rough treatment, and let Romeo flatten him against the car. The back of his head rested on the roof, showing Romeo his throat like a sacrificial lamb to the slaughter.

He expected his wolf’s rough hand, but instead, he got soft lips, and warm breaths, mixed in with the spat-out word of ‘if’.

Chad apologized, but Romeo didn’t appear to hear him.

He frowned at the sound of a zipper, and the shuffle of clothing, but they weren’t his own.

Romeo tugged his jeans to his knees, took hold of Chad’s wrist and pulled it to where he wanted to be touched.

Chad wrapped his hand around Romeo’s girth.

Romeo hissed at the contact. “Fuck, your hand’s cold.”

“Not cold enough to push away?”

Romeo smirked and ran his fingers through Chad’s hair. “Never.”

He tugged Chad’s hair, nipped his lips, and dictated Chad’s tongue’s every move with his own, all while Chad stroked his cock.

Romeo rocked into the cave Chad made with his hand, breathing heavier, and heavier, growing more forceful in his kiss.

He pulled his mouth away and growled out, “IfI love you?”

“I’m sorry.”

“You should be. Fuckingif. Who knew two letters could make such an evil word.”

Romeo gripped Chad’s shoulders as he fucked into his hand.

“I love you. Don’t doubt me again.”

“I won’t,” Chad promised. “And I love you too.”

Romeo grunted, then his thrusts lost the rhythm, his hips moved erratically, and Chad knew he was about to spill. He pulled the back of his head from the roof of the car to see it happening, to see Romeo’s cock dirty his hand, but it was torn away from him.

He was left grasping air.

Romeo stepped back, panting, and finished himself.

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