Page 88 of Resist Me

Moving my hand away from his head, I swiped it down my face. “This has to be a fever dream. What the fuck am I doing with my life?”

“You should be telling me how handsome I am. Exceedingly attractive. The sexiest man to ever waltz into your life.”

“Come on, West. I don’t want to lie to you.”

He narrowed his eyes, but I saw the way his attention snagged on my smile. With a huff, he shifted on his knees and leaned forward again. Returning my fingers to his hair, I tightened my grip. There was a taunt in his eyes when he stuck his tongue all the way out and licked my shaft. When he reached the top, he took me inside his mouth again and this time, he didn’t come up to ask stupid questions. He didn’t even come up for air.

“Christ,” I groaned. The shower turned off and I looked toward the bathroom. “West, stop.”

He grunted, then grabbed my hips and pushed me backward into the counter. I gripped the edge, staring down at him as he took me deeper. He quickened his pace, making me forget all about the bathroom and getting caught. I held on to the back of his head and moved my hips forward with a groan.

A sound from somewhere in the apartment reminded me that I couldn’t hold myself back and enjoy this moment for as long as I wanted to. My mouth opened as I let the feeling of his lips around my cock bring me close to my orgasm.

“God, baby, you feel so good. Does this turn you on?” He gave me a small nod. “You want me to fuck you after this?” Another nod. The idea of it pushed me over the edge. I didn’t even ask if he wanted me to cum in his mouth. Any other scenario felt insane at this point.

I thrust into his mouth hard, reaching into his throat and making him gag. He didn’t back up or push me away; he just let me finish myself off. When I stilled, he hummed around me. I jerked and pursed my lips firmly as I came, giving him every last drop. He started to move again slowly and it was almost too much, but I didn’t care. I loved being inside of him in any way and, even more, I loved that he wanted this.

Taking a few heavy breaths, I shook my head. “How the hell are you so good at that?”

His bright eyes locked on mine as he slid his mouth back, releasing me. “I practiced.”

“Excuse me?” I growled, tightening my grip in his hair. “With who?”

“An inanimate object, but you can get all possessive again. I was sort of digging it.”

He stood and took a step away. After buttoning my pants, I grabbed either side of his neck. Walking him backward, I pinned him against the island with enough force to push the air out of him. When I kissed him, I had only one thought.

This man was mine. I was claiming West Densmore and it might end up being the dumbest thing I’d taken a chance on, but I couldn’t bring myself to care.

“Hm.”

I pulled back abruptly and looked at the dark-haired, smirking man leaning against the wall leading into the kitchen. Kai crossed his arms over his chest and looked us up and down.

“West,” he drawled. “Those are some very red knees you have.”

To his credit, West didn’t look horrified, but his face had gone pink. “Would you believe me if I said it’s not what it looks like?”

“Not for a second.

I dropped my forehead onto his shoulder as I began to laugh. His hand came around the back of my neck and he stroked my skin.

“I don’t think you have to talk to Kai this weekend,” I noted.

“Sen!” Kai called.

A grumpy-looking Sen joined us. He didn’t even look at us before he walked into Kai’s chest and buried his face in his neck. Kai wrapped his arms around him with such an expression of love that the moment almost felt too intimate to witness.

“I owe you fifty,” Kai said.

“Why?” Sen mumbled.

Kai flipped him around and used his finger to turn his face towards us. Sen’s eyes widened before he let out a short laugh.

“I told you.”

“You didn’t seriously make a bet,” West gawked.

Sen shrugged. “He was convinced that you’d tell him, but I said that you’re too impulsive not to get caught.”

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