Page 124 of Reluctantly You

The words slap against my face and I wince, before anger surges up inside of me.

“Fuck you. It’s been hours. I’m not drunk or buzzed,” I murmur as I move toward him, pushing into his chest and causing the cabinets to rattle behind him as he slams into them.

He chuckles and grabs on to my wrists, holding me steady, but I kick at his feet and pry myself away.

“You don’t get to tell me what I want or when I want it,” I grunt as he reaches for me, maneuvering my head between his forearm and elbow, my body bent at the waist as he clutches his arm tighter. I reach out and grab at his cock, feeling the hard length between my hand and squeeze.

Fuck him, I think as I wrench the zipper down and palm the warm heat of it.

I want it.

I fucking want it.

He smacks my ass, roughly, the sting of it bursting through me. “I should bend you over and spank you for this,” he says as his palm connects with my ass again. And again.

A groan moves through me, my ass pushing back, wanting more.

“God, I’d love to see those red cheeks blush as I slide into that tight hole.”

“Do it,” I say, and he chuckles lowly tugging my pants down my hips, exposing my ass to him. I don’t know how he managed to do that one-handed, but he did. He’s a fucking talent.

His hand leaves my ass for a moment and I hear him sucking on his fingers before those wet fingertips trail down my crack and press against my hole. The groan that leaves me at the feel of him pushing inside me makes me stroke his dick harder.

I want to wrestle him to the ground, slot his dick at my hole and sink down on it.

Shit, I should. I already admitted I was gay to my brothers, laid it all out there, and now I don’t want to stop this forward momentum.

For so long I denied myself, told myself I couldn’t have it.

And now I want it all.

Gideon’s fingers are pushing in and out of me in quick bursts, making me grunt as I try to wrestle myself free. But he’s stronger than me, more savvy, so I use his own dick against him.

I turn my face and lap at his cockhead, making his grip loosen slightly in surprise. It’s his slackened grip on me that allows me to move, his fingers falling from my ass as I rush to my bedroom, locking myself in my bathroom, stripping myself bare and lubing myself up. If he won’t give it to me, I’ll fucking take it.

“I’m gonna take it,” I mutter to myself as I shove two fingers into myself, arching back at the sensation. Oh fuck, this is gonna be so damn good. “Take it.”

“Open up the door, Mitchell,” Gideon growls from the other side of the door, interrupting me.

“Fuck off,” I murmur, hearing the rustle of his clothes as they fall to the floor.

He’s undressing. It’ll make it easier to get what I want. I know he thinks that this is too fast, that I’m not ready. But I’ve been ready for years, denying what I want, repressing it all.

So if I want it now, I fuckingwant it now.

I work three fingers into me, hearing the squelch of the lube as I open myself up for him.

When I finally open the bathroom door, Gideon is waiting completely naked near the bed, his hand on his hard cock, his eyes narrowed on me as I step closer to him, a trickle of lube slipping from my slackened hole.

“What were you doing in there?” he asks, and I purse my lips, coming to a stop before him and taking him in. Fuck. He’s so goddamn hot. My palms rest on his chest and he lets out a long exhale.

“Mitchell—” His words cut off as I shove at him, surprising him at the unexpected movement.

He falls onto the bed and I scramble after him, his hands clutching on to my biceps, his legs bending beneath us, but he doesn’t have time to overtake me because I’m crashing my lips down to his and biting roughly on his bottom lip, making him grunt in surprise.

“Mitchell,” he murmurs, but I just grab on to his dick and press it against my lubed hole. I don’t even hesitate, knowing he could stop me in seconds. He’s so much stronger than me, so much more capable.

So I just sit on him, the tip of him sliding into me. The sting makes my breath falter and my fingers curl against his chest, my eyelids fluttering shut.