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“Now, are you going to be a good boy and let me prove that your ass is the only one I want to nail or what?”
Heat pooled in my groin, memories of the last time he’d been inside me stoking my arousal. I’d been craving a repeat ever since, but I was still unsettled by the way our night had gone.
I didn’t doubt that I was the one Wes wanted. But I hated what I saw in that bathroom. Hated sitting by while he flirted and laughed and touched Bobbi in public, easy as ever, while we had to conceal our true feelings.
“If you want my ass, you’re gonna have to earn it,” I said, feeling belligerent.
There was a restless tension simmering in my blood that needed an outlet, and challenging Wes was easier than sorting through my emotions.
He stepped away from me, and I turned to see him smirking. “Tell you what, we can wrestle for it.”
Before I could fully process what he meant, he stripped off his shirt and took off down the hall. I gave chase, a manic laugh spilling from my lips. “Oh, it’s on!”
“Bring it, baby!” he called.
The endearment made my footsteps falter for just a moment, but my blood was thrumming with excitement. It was fight or flee, or in this case, fight or fuck. Even better, fight and fuck. I reached the bedroom to find Wes stripped down to his boxer briefs.
I tackled him to the bed, landing on his back.
His breath left him in a whoosh, and then he laughed. “Oh, shit, I’m gonna fuck you so hard for being a jealous brat, Beck. You’re gonna cry when you come.”
His dirty talk got to me just enough my hold loosened, and he flipped us over. I tried to restrain him, but he sat on my chest, backward, ass in front of my face, and wrestled open my jeans. I bucked my body, trying to unseat him, but he used my hips lifting as an opportunity to drag my jeans and underwear down to my knees. Then I was even more trapped.
“Fuck,” I grunted, shimmying my legs to get free of the jeans while Wes spun to pin me down.
He grabbed my wrists and held them down on either side of my head and kissed me deep and dirty, his tongue claiming my mouth so thoroughly I was groaning and arching up against him, mind blanking out for a moment.
“There’s my sweet Beck,” he murmured.
I huffed an annoyed breath and renewed my fight to unseat him. I caught him by surprise, and he toppled to the side with a shout. I scrambled for purchase, on top of him, and we full-on wrestled until we were sweaty and slippery and gasping each time our hard cocks bumped. Wes was still in his underwear, but I was entirely naked now, and the friction was doing my head in.
Wes locked my arms back in a full Nelson hold. “You’re mine now!”
He flopped backwards, and we landed with him sprawled on his back, me on his chest, my cock waving like a fucking flag in the air.
The bed made an ominous crack and the mattress tilted sideways.
I gave a shout of surprise, it taking me a moment to understand what was happening. We’d broken the fucking bed! Wes laughed hysterically, even as he released my right arm to wrap his fingers around my cock.
I moaned and thrust into his fist as he latched his mouth onto my neck.
That’s when the bedroom door flew open, and Andi peeked in. “What the hell are you two idiots—oh my god!”
Her eyes practically bugged out, and who could blame her? I was there in all my glory, lying on top of Wes’s body, his hand on my cock.
He rolled me to the side farthest from the door, turning to shield me from view, but I knew it was already too late.
She whirled away, practically running from the room.
“Fuck!” Wes jumped from the bed, wild-eyed. “I’ll go after her. I’ll tell her we were just horsing around—”
“While naked?”
“Fuck, I don’t know. I’ll figure out something! I can’t just let her leave like that.”
Wes hurried out the door in just his briefs, but I wasn’t about to run out there butt naked. She’d seen enough of my nudity. I pulled on a T-shirt and sweats, then grabbed an extra pair for Wes.
When I caught up to them in the living room, Wes was talking fast, quietly, while Andi averted her face.
