Page 86 of Explosive Prejudice

Getting to Kai’s condo from the car was nearly impossible since neither of us seemed willing to let go of the other, practically kissing our way upstairs and stumbling our way into the house.

“You sure we’re alone?” Shay-Lee asked between kisses, his hands wrapped around my body as I shut the door behind us.

“Yeah,” I rasped, kissing him back while moving my hands along his back, feeling his strong muscles tense and flex with each move.

“Good, ’cause I’m gonna be fucking loud.” He smirked, then retook my lips.

I loved the idea of him screaming his heart out as I drilled into him, but first—

“Why did you stop?” he whined, his eyes confused as I dropped my hands from his waist and stepped back.

“You need to wash up first.”

His brows knitted close as he looked at me with annoyance. “Is that your way of saying I smell?” He sniffed his armpits to check for himself.

I chuckled, then grabbed his ass and pulled him closer until he bumped against my chest. “Let me rephrase that. I’m going to wash you.”

Shay-Lee’s mouth opened and closed several times before he swallowed hard and nodded eagerly. “Y-you do that.”

I loved it when he acted all adorable. He truly was a cute little kitten.

Five minutes later, we were both naked underneath the hot stream of the shower. Steam filled the small room, fogging the mirror and dampening the air.

Since we got out of the car, Shay-Lee’s hands hadn’t let go of me. Even now, he clung to me as I soaped his body in long, languid movements as if to wash away every mark on his skin, visible or not, that was left by someone else before me.

His chest was already clean, yet it didn’t stop me from sliding my palm over it again and again, squeezing his pecs, and brushing my fingers over his hard nipples. Shay-Lee raised his hands so I could soap his armpits. As I was slowly washing his body, a burst of warmth hit my guts, and I leaned forward to kiss him. Our mouths crashed together in a kiss that started slow and heated up quickly, with us nipping, biting, and sucking on each other’s lips and tongues. My heart rate increased the more I tasted Shay-Lee, and my chest filled with unbelievable heat that pushed me to hold him tighter.

While sucking on Shay-Lee’s tongue, I slid my hands down his body until I reached his fine ass and squeezed him tightly.

“Camilo,” he moaned as I teased his hole with my index finger, poking the sensitive flesh. Soap wasn’t enough for this, so I looked around the bathroom. Surprisingly, Kai didn’t have lube in his shower, but he kept a bottle of vanilla-scented body oil. I grabbed it, flicked the cap open, and applied the thick liquid to my fingers before returning them to his hole. There was simply something addictive about playing with his ass that made me feel like a little boy obsessed with his new toys.

I had this sudden urge to have Shay-Lee put his whole body on my face as I fucked his hole with my tongue until I couldn’t breathe.

Cutting my line of thought, I returned to stretching him open, using one finger first, pushing it in until he adjusted before adding another. He groaned, resting his head on the curve of my neck with his arms thrown around me.

“You don’t need to be so gentle,” he gasped as I slid my free hand over his back, enjoying how silky and smooth his wet skin was.

I kissed his head. “Don’t worry, Llorón. I’m not planning to.” A shudder went through his body at my promise. Tonight would be anything but gentle, but first, I needed to make him mine.

By now, I had three fingers knuckle-deep inside him. Judging by his needy sounds and the state of his leaking cock, I knew he was ready. So was I. My dick pulsed and throbbed with every low moan that he gave me. Pulling out my fingers, I turned off the water and took his hand, carefully leading him out of the shower. After I picked the softest towel in the cabinet, I took my time drying him off, starting with his hair, then the rest.

My body ached and responded to taking care of him like some primal instinct thrumming through me. While it turned me on, making my dick leak with the anticipation of claiming what was mine, it also calmed down my soul, as if the beast in me understood that in my arms, he was safe. I had never experienced such strong, bold instincts in my life before. Yes, I always protected my people, but to this extent? To the point where drying him off made me feel ownership of him?

“Arms up.”

Doing as he was told, Shay-Lee lifted his arms, and I moved the towel to his biceps and armpits, then proceeded on to his firm abs. The more I touched him, the more I realized that my fears turned out to be true and that he had become an obsession. The same as my craving for nicotine, my desire for Shay-Lee burned deep in my lungs, chest, and heart. Only, in his case, a simple smoke wasn’t enough to silence me. When it came to him, nothing would ever be enough.

After touching almost every part of him, I dropped to my knees.

“Wait,” he gasped, putting his hands on my shoulders, but I ignored his protest, now at eye level with his impressive dick.

He was smaller than me, but not at all small. The pink head was glossy, like candy waiting to be sucked, while delicate veins traveled down his long, cut dick. I even found his balls attractive, which was probably a sign I was losing it because who in their right mind would admire a pair of balls? But here I was, drooling over his tight, heavy sack.

“You like this, don’t you? Having me on my knees for you?” I looked up at his flushed face before grabbing his balls in my palms.

He winced.

“Since we met, that’s all you’ve ever wanted.”

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