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Asshole. I smiled at the sky.
9
-Maddox-
IlovedtosayI told him so, and I told him so.
Devon was less of a moody twat these days, and I knew it was because he actually came home from work on time and had more fun. Sure, he still worked late a few nights, but at least he cleared it with me now and didn’t let it happen too often. He stuck to his word and shit was finally good.
Were we nailing this relationship bullshit? Not even close, but we were doing a lot better. And it showed. Even our brothers commented on it, which of course earned them a mutual beating. They ran off like pansies before any real fighting could start, jumping up and clicking their heels to go home.
And it always felt good to wake up to him on Saturday mornings. I felt the bed shift and cracked my eyes open. Devon lay on his back, hand on his dick, leg bent over my waist, looking like a trailer park model. Goddamn. He let out a groggy groan, massaging his cock through his boxers, and I straight-up watched him for a bit.
Putting my arm behind my head, I propped myself up a bit to admire him. His shitty skull tattoo rose and fell with his deep breaths, his abs contracted subtly, and the outline of his cock was prominent through his blue boxers. How the hell did he become mine?
“Are you jerking off right beside me?” I accused, knowing he was awake. This wasn’t a repeat of ground zero, morning one. No more pretending to be asleep.
“Mhm,” he moaned, reaching inside his boxers and pulling himself free. “I just had the hottest dream about you.”
“Yeah?” I rubbed myself. “Tell me.”
Devon cleared his throat and ran his thumb over the head of his cock. “It was Garron Park fight night,” he started. “And I kicked your ass.”
“Unlikely.”
“Shh. My dream,” he hushed me. “You were all bloody and sweaty, looking at me like you wanted to kill me.” His voice had a sleepy rasp to it that made this retelling even hotter. He jerked himself off without a lick of shame, and my eyes drank it all in. “The announcer shouted that I won, but you weren’t gonna stand for that.”
“More likely.”
“So you tried to challenge me to another fight. You came at me all hot and angry—so sexy, by the way—but I overpowered you and wrapped my hand around your throat.”
I loved it when he did that. His throat grabs used to piss me off. Now they pissed me off and turned me on. He reached over and through the front flap of my boxers, pulling my dick out. He put my hand on it and then took his away. Automatically, I slow-stroked my cock.
“There was a crowd of people chanting for us to keep fighting, but it’s like we didn’t even give a shit about them. I held your throat and you glared at me, and then we just started making out in front of everyone.”
Why was that so easy to picture? We panted a bit, feeling the rush of his dream. My eyes shifted between my hand and his.
“So we’re making out all hot and rushed, and you pulled on my hair. So I tightened my hand on your throat, and then you begged me to fuck you. No, youdemandedthat I fuck you right there. It was so hot, Madd. It was like you needed me to or you’d die.”
My lungs worked overtime and my body heated up. My cock leaked, anticipating the next part of his dream. “Then what?”
“So, I pushed you back against the cliff. You know, the one we always jump off?” he asked. I nodded, even though that cliff was nowhere near where the fights happened. Whatever. It was his dream. “And we just started ripping clothes off each other. I was so into it that I started sucking you off in front of everyone.”
I watched precum leak from his cock, the sight of it making me throb with need.
“And I was just gagging on your dick, Madd. No fucking shame. I love sucking your cock. Have I ever told you that? And I love how you taste when you come. Oh, god.” He moaned and his leg pressed into mine, making my abs clench and my lower back sweat. My hand worked faster.
“What happened next?”
“You got impatient,” he laughed as he moaned. “True to form, even in my dream. You pulled me up by grabbing my jaw, and then you threatened me. You said if I didn’t hurry up and fuck you, you’d bend me over the guardrail and tongue fuck my ass until I came.”
“Fuck,” I groaned.
“And Dream Me is thinking there are too many good options, and I wanted them all, right? But shit, Maddox… the look in your eyes made me crazy. I shoved your face into the cliff and fucked you. Hard.”
I full-on jerked off. My hand moved with the pace of his breathing and my eyes tracked his hand, watching him match my tempo.
“And everyone was watching us, and you were making the hottest sounds. So I wrapped my hand around your throat again and pulled you up so I could bite your neck and fuck you at the same time.”
