Page 123 of Reluctantly You

And now I want to fuck. I want him to shove his cock so far up my ass I lose the ability to breathe.

“We’re not just friends,” I grit out.

His hand gentles around my neck and his thumb smooths across my pulse.

“Hm, we aren’t just friends. You’re right. You’re more than that to me. You’re my little slut.”

My cheeks stain, a dark red bleeding down my neck.

“My. Little.Slut.”

I let out a shaky breath and then whimper when his other hand drags down my stomach and cups my cock.

“Is that what you are?”

I can’t help but nod. God, I’m pathetic.

“You did so good tonight. You were so brave. Such a good boy. What do you want? As your reward?”

I wet my lips and whimper, my hole clenching around nothing. God, it’s so empty.

“Want to sit on my face, want to choke on my dick? Tell me, Mitchell.”

I step closer to him, his hand sliding around the back of my neck, his fingers threading through my hair. My own hands clutch onto his hips for dear fucking life.

“Or do you want me to choose for you?” he asks, and I feel those words, the ones I want to say, fade from my lips.

I can’t admit it.

Can I?

He kisses me roughly, his tongue sliding against mine as he drags the heel of his palm against my cock, making me groan in anticipation.

“There’s so much I want to do to you,” he says lowly. “So much I want to show you. But I don’t think you’re ready.”

I let out a huff and push away from him, needing some space. He intoxicates me, makes me drown in lust. I can’t fucking think when he’s near. It’s always been like this.

Fuck him for making me this way.

“Tell me what you’d do to me,” I rasp as I grab on to my dick and try to keep my wits about me.

Do not admit it. Don’t fucking admit it.

He wets his lips and eyes me, something dark glinting there.

“So many fucking things. I’d bend you over, right here, and slide my cock right into that ass. I’d make you scream.”

I feel my cock jerk in my hand and I glance away, trying to regulate my breathing.

“And then when you’ve come, I’d spin you around, push your knees up to your chest and watch my dick fuck that virgin hole.”

I feel my balls draw up close to my body. Oh god, don’t come. Not now. Not like this.

“I want to watch my cock slide in and out of you. I want to watch that big body under mine—needy, sweaty, panting. I want all of you, Mitchell.I want all of it.”

“Take it then,” I say, my voice a rasp, a plea.

“Mm… You’ve been drinking, you just had an emotional moment with your brothers. Now is not the time.”