Page 139 of Fakers with Benefits


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“I was going to jerk it to take the edge off until you came home, but it wasn’t enough.”

“More”—his voice was shredded—“tell me more.” He sped up his fingers, pumping them in and out of me.

“I was in your shower.” I ground down on his touch, trying to get more of that delicious pressure on my prostate. “It smelled like you, and it reminded me of all the times we messed around in there. It wasn’t enough.”

Reaching back, I shackled his wrist and pulled his fingers out of me. “Get yourself ready.”

With a shuddering breath, Evan thumbed out a condom and a packet of lube from his wallet. I took it when he was done and tossed it on the floor.

He met my gaze and slowly lifted the condom wrapper to his mouth.

Another pulse of need throbbed deep in my balls as he tore open the wrapper.

“Do you remember that toy you got me? The one with the suction cup so I could get double-teamed even though it was just us?”

He nodded, his eyes dark with lust.

“I used that. I stuck it to the wall of the shower and fucked myself on it. The whole time I was picturing you, thinking about how good you feel, how you always make me come so hard.”

He groaned and reached between us.

I shifted back so he could pull his dick out.

“It felt so good, but it wasn’t the same. I missed being able to feel you, kiss you. See the way you look at me.”

“And how do I look at you?” he asked in that sexy rasp that made my belly swoop.

“Like I’m precious,” I whispered.

“You are.” Tilting his head, he pecked a kiss against my lips. “You’re so precious, Nicky.”

“I like that you call me that.” I closed my eyes against the onslaught of emotions welling up in me. “I feel safe with you.”

“Open your eyes.”

I did.

“I feel safe with you too. I didn’t expect you. I didn’t expect any of this.”

“Me neither.” I chuckled, but it was forced. “I figured you’d be an uptight fuddy-duddy who didn’t know how to relax or laugh or have fun. I thought the best part of our arrangement would be the free clothes and going to fancy parties and seeing how the other half lives.”

“What’s the best part?”

“Getting to know you. Getting the chance to be part of your life, even if it’s only for a few months.”

“That’s the best part for me too. I went into this thinking it would be a simple ruse. I figured we’d be amicable and I’d hoped we could maybe have fun or become surface friends, but you’re… You could never be surface anything. You’re the main character.” He winked and rolled the condom down his length. “Did I use that right? Is that how you kids would say it?”

“Close enough.” I watched his strong hands as he ripped open the lube packet.

“What did you think about in the shower?” he asked.

I blinked a few times, trying to circle back to what we’d been talking about before the confession dump.

“I was thinking about the Walcott’s party.”

He chuckled and slicked up the condom. “I can honestly say I’ve never done that before.”

“Me neither. But it was so freaking hot. I think we need to do that again at the next party.”

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