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Sterling rolled his eyes and settled on my bed, which had basically become ours. We hadn’t slept apart since getting together. And if I had my way, we’d never sleep apart again… unless I had an out-of-town game. But even lately, I’d been managing to sneak him into the hotel room with me if the game was far.
“I wouldn’t expect anything less, Graham.”
I just quietly laughed because when he saw my outfit, I knew he’d have a hard damn time keeping his hands to himself. And that was my hope. I wanted to give him everything he wanted, and I knew how badly he wanted to have sex. And selfishly, I wanted it just as badly.
Because Ireallywanted Sterling to top me.
I eyed myself in the mirror, a smirk pulling at my lips. The black, leather pants I was wearing clung to my legs like a second skin and outlined the shape of my cock perfectly. My chest was bare, and I’d slicked oil over my skin to make my abs and muscles shiny, which I knew would drive Sterling fucking crazy. Big platform boots were on my feet, and they went all the way up to my knees, an insane amount of buckles holding them closed. In my hand was the piece that completed my outfit: the Ghostface mask.
“Are you—holy fuck,” Sterling choked out as he walked into our room from the bathroom. He’d gone to wash his face since I was hogging the mirror in our room, and I’d taken advantage of his absence to change into my outfit for the night.
I turned to face him, a cocky grin pulling at my lips. “You like?”
Sterling groaned, his jeans pulled tight over his hips due to his erection. “Fuck, you look good,” he rasped.
I waggled my brows at him. “We’ve got time if you want to play,” I teased.
Sterling chuckled, but his smile was strained as he continued roving his dark eyes over me. “I want to see how long this manages to last me,” he said, waving down in the direction of his dick—which was still hard. Hope was stirring in my chest. “Come on. Let’s go see what you like so much about all this fucking insanity.”
I grabbed his hand in mine and slid my Ghostface mask over my head before walking with him out of our dorm room, locking it behind us. Normally, Sterling and I were about the same height, but with these boots, I was taller than him, and I had to admit, I kind of liked it.
“Those boots are almost as hot as the way your pants make your ass look,” Sterling said as we made our way down the stairs.
I laughed. “I’ll keep that in mind.”
The party was already in full swing when we arrived, and it was already packed. I had to park a street over to even get a parking spot.
“This better be worth it,” Sterling muttered as he eyed all the cars we passed. “Because I didn’t expect to have to walk.”
I snorted. Oh, the fucking hypocrisy. “Are you really complaining about walking when you literally walk everywhere you can to avoid driving?” I teased.
He cut me that side-eye look that told me he was annoyed with me. I snickered and squeezed his hand in mine. “That’s because Iwantto walk to those places. I thought since we were driving, we wouldn’t have to walk.”
Dropping his hand, I wrapped an arm around his shoulders and tugged him close against my side. Pressing a kiss to his temple, I said, “Babe, stop trying to find reasons to hate tonight and just trust me.”
He sighed, sinking against my side. My heart fluttered in my chest. Pretty sure at this point, the damn organ was growing wings. “I do trust you, Graham. More than I trust anyone else in the world.”
“Good. Then believe me when I say that tonight will be fun.”
He just huffed but didn’t say anything else, which told me he was going to give me a chance to prove him wrong. And I would. I was determined to. I was hoping I could make this night memorable for us both.
Bass was thumping through the speakers strategically placed around the house when we walked in, and it was so loud that it rattled my teeth and thumped through my chest. Numerous people, some I didn’t even know, greeted me as we made our way through the crowded house. Sterling stuck close to my side as I weaved us through the partiers to the makeshift dance floor in the living room.
Popularity could suck sometimes, especially when all I wanted to do was spend time with Sterling.
All the couches and chairs had been pushed against the wall to make room for dancers, and couples—or probably more like hookups—were already making out. Some of them were in partial states of undress.
Sterling grimaced, but before he could even try voicing to leave, I turned his back to me and gripped his hips, moving our bodies to the beat of the song. It didn’t take him long to fall into rhythm with me. A moan crawled up my throat when he started grinding his ass against my thick shaft. The fingertips of my left hand dug into his hips, and with my other hand, I slipped my hand around to the front of his jeans and cupped him.
He was hard, almost threatening to burst through his zipper. Moving my hand, I gripped his hair and tugged his head to the side, trailing the end of my mask along his neck. His breath stuttered out of his lungs on a shaky exhale, and I faintly heard him groan my name as our hips continued moving together.
Suddenly, he turned to face me, his cheeks flushed. His dark eyes were bright as they locked on mine. “Take me upstairs,” he growled in my ear.
I sure as fuck did not have to be told twice. Grabbing his hand in mine, I linked our fingers together and tugged him off the dance floor, heading for the stairs near the front door. We raced up them, passing multiple other people making out, and I was pretty sure one of them had said fuck finding a room and decided to screw against the wall on the staircase.
I pushed open a door and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw it was empty. Quickly, I tugged Sterling inside before slamming the door shut behind us and flipping the lock so we wouldn’t be disturbed.
“I need these off,” Sterling growled, undoing the ties on my leather pants. As soon as they were loose, he tugged them down my legs. Once they stopped at my boots, Sterling crouched and began unbuckling my boots. I quickly stepped out of them and then yanked my pants off with my socks. My Ghostface mask was tossed across the room. I didn’t even care where it landed. I just needed my boyfriend on that bed.
