Page 53 of Kiss and Make Love

Ohshit.

Back still to him, one hand lingering on the lock, Alex asked, “Which one of your idiot teammates gets laid the most?”

Cooper furrowed his brows. “What? Why does that matter?”

“Which. One?” he spat out.

“Jordan. Easily Jordan. He always has one girl or another around after the games.”

Alex turned and surveyed the room until his eyes landed on the nameJordanover locker twenty-six. He strode over to it, threw it open, and rifled through Jordan’s belongings.

“What are you?—?”

“This is going to make things a lot better.” Alex turned around and held up a small bottle of lube. “If you’re going to bring your A game, you need the proper tools, Fifteen. Otherwise, what’s the point?” He ripped the cap off with his teeth and spit it to the side.

Ho-ly fuck. They were actually going to do this. Right here in the locker room. With only a shitty old lock keeping anyone from walking in on them jerking each other off.

The idea sent a thrill through his spine.

In four steps, Alex was in front of him, ripping off the towel that sat low on Cooper’s waist. Now, he was stark naked in front of his worst enemy, and all he could think of was how badly he needed Alex to touch him.

“Hand,” Alex demanded.

Cooper quickly obliged and was met with a generous portion of lube being squirted onto his palm. Alex poured some into his own palm, then grasped Cooper’s cock.

“This”—Alex rasped in his ear, stroking up and down his dick in firm, fluid motions—“is how it’s done.” Alex swirled his thumb over the head of Cooper’s cock, paying it special attention between strokes.

Cooper’s eyes rolled into the back of his head. “Yes, Bouchard. That feels so good.”

“Get to work, Fifteen. You’ve got something to prove to me,” Alex growled in his ear.

His lubed-up palm snuck beneath the waistband of Alex’s scrum shorts once more, and he held his firm cock in hand. So warm. So stiff. All for him.

Cooper had to concentrate to emulate Alex’s movements. Speeding up, slowing down, teasing, rubbing, groping—whatever Alex did, Cooper reciprocated. After all, who understood Alex’s own preferences better than Alex? But he couldn’t think straight with Alex’s powerful hands wrapped around his dick. He let out an involuntary moan as Alex increased his pace.

“That’s right. Give it all to me, Fifteen. Let me hear how much my touch affects you.”

Cooper bit back the groan building inside him. “Only if you let me hear you too.”

Their bodies were as close as they could be without touching. Just their hands on each other’s cocks and hot breath cascading across each other’s cheeks. The slick sounds in the quiet air were filthy and vulgar and so deliciously everything Cooper could’ve wanted.

“Not a chance.” Alex wrapped his free arm around Cooper’s torso, snaked it down his back, and grabbed a fistful of his ass.

Cooper jerked forward at the rough squeeze, but Alex didn’t let go. He held Cooper’s ass tight in his punishing grip, not missing a beat while continuing to stroke his cock.

“Have it your way,” Cooper said. He wrapped his free hand around Alex’s dark, braided hair and pulled.

“Fuck me,” Alex growled.

Cooper couldn’t keep the grin from his face. “That’s the idea.”

“Do it again,” Alex ordered. “Now.”

Alex’s cock was pulsing in Cooper’s hand. No doubt he was getting close. How could he not be? Cooper was ready to bust. Hearingfuck mefrom Alex’s lips only pushed him closer to the edge.

Cooper yanked on Alex’s braid again. Rough enough to jerk his head back but not enough to hurt.

“Fuck,” Alex moaned. “Fuck, that’s good. Again. Then I’m going to come all over your chest, and so are you.” He squeezed Cooper’s ass again, kneading and massaging, riling him up.

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