Page 23 of Forbidden Game

“Give me the phone, and I’ll let go.”

“No.”

I manage to get my elbow free and clip him in the ribs. I start to scramble backward, but Aleks lunges for me again. This time, my back lands on the stupid fucking controller he tossed earlier. The plastic bites into me, and I let out a deep grunt.

I lift up my knee to push him off me and gain a split second to flip around and shove the controller away. Then Aleks is back on me, flattening me to the floor.

“Get off of me, you oaf.”

“Stop shoving your ass in my face,” he complains.

“Your mum thinks my ass is great.”

“My mom is dead.”

“Why do you always have to ruin that joke?” I let out another huff as I try to keep my phone away from his grimy hands.

“Because it makes people uncomfortable.” Aleks reaches around and tickles my left underarm, and my body spasms. I have to fight to keep my hand clenched around my phone.

“Fuck you, Blade.”

“Seems like you’re trying to.”

“Motherfu—”

“Well, this is quite the show.”

We both go still at the feminine voice.

Aleks let out a breathless, “Hey, babe,” before digging his elbow into my back.

“Stephanie, be a dear and get your sore loser of a boyfriend off me,” I plead to the lithe brunette who is leaning against the wall.

“Seems like I might break a nail doing that.” She scrunches up her nose while examining her hands. “But don’t worry, Parker. I’m rooting for you. You’ve got this. Kick his ass.” She gives me a thumbs up.

“You’re going to pay for that later, Stevie,” Aleks growls.

“I hope so.” She winks.

I take the momentary distraction to twist myself around and land another elbow to Aleks’ ribs before kneeing him. He curls in on himself for a millisecond, and I scramble up. I finally manage to stand, but I only take one step before Aleks’ hands close around my sweatpants and tug.

“What is with all this grunting?” Sydney rounds the corner from our private elevator with an annoyed expression.

Aleks pulls my sweatpants down.

Chaos breaks out as cold air runs across my bare ass.

Sydney lets out a screech as she comes face to face with my dick, and Stevie doubles over, clutching her stomach in laughter.

“Stevie, stop staring at Parker’s dick!” Aleks yells.

“You’re the one who just pantsed him,” she cackles.

“Pull your damn pants back up,” Sydney shrieks through the hands covering her face. I don’t miss the way she can still see through her fingers and is staring at my junk.

I can’t help but grin.

“Your ass is super white, dude,” Jackson comments.

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