Page 19 of Something Unavoidable

Izzy had had plenty of semi-public sex—some of it in places he really shouldn’t have been. Volume wasn’t something he worried about. If he was enjoying himself, he didn’t care who knew it. And yet somehow, Keegan’s admonishment made his body flush hot with mortification and his cock pulse with precome.

He didn’t have a humiliation kink, dammit, and he didn’t want one.

Finally, Keegan started to pick up the pace, each thrust accompanied by a tug on Izzy’s hair that forced him into an arch. “Fuck, you’re so damn tight,” he groaned as he pressed deeper, pulled Izzy’s hair harder.

With his wrists tied, Izzy was helpless to do anything but take it. He couldn’t even stop the way the sharp ends of the hay were digging into his belly, cock, and thighs like a thousand tiny daggers. It was a good thing Izzy was turned on to the point thatendorphins were blocking most of the pain, because he knew he was going to be a mess of scratches later. Not that he’d been fucked over a hay bale before, but he’d messed around enough to know the consequences of his actions…and maybe look forward to them a little.

His mouth dropped open when Keegan released his hair and grabbed him by the hips, dragging him back a step. Keegan wrapped a hand around Izzy’s cock and stroked with quick, sure movements. Izzy moaned, long and low, then sank his teeth into his bicep to muffle his shout as the pleasure he’d been barely keeping at bay rushed up and crashed over him.

Keegan swore colorfully as he sped up his movements, slamming into Izzy so hard that Izzy’s eyes rolled back and he almost came again. “Oh god, oh god, oh god,” he whimpered, clinging to the rope tying his wrists to the stall bars. Every time Keegan drove forward, Izzy lost his breath until he was dizzy from it. In less than a minute, Keegan was coming, his movements slowing as he groaned, then turning smooth and easy with the additional lubrication of his release.

Izzy dropped his forehead to the hay bale, sucking in ragged breaths as he tried to get his head to stop spinning and the spots to clear from his vision.

He felt a tug at his wrists, and then the lead rope loosened and fell away. Izzy didn’t care. He left his arms where they were, not sure he had any muscles left to move them. His legs were equally shaky, and he was glad he had the hay bales to support him. Those and Keegan’s cock, which was still deep in his ass, were the only things preventing him from melting to the floor.

Except then Keegan was pulling out, nice and easy. Izzy wrinkled his nose and gritted his teeth. That felt different without the barrier of latex muting things between them. The next thing that registered was the trickle of something hot andwet sliding down his inner thigh. Izzy clenched his hole, his heart skipping then starting to jackhammer against his rib cage.

Oh god.

He pushed himself upright fast enough that Keegan had to grab his hips to steady him. Izzy fumbled for his pants, dragging them into place and ignoring the cold, wet spot soaking into the material.

When he turned, Keegan was watching him with an unreadable expression. He’d already tucked himself away, and other than the flush to his cheeks and the unfastened top button of his pants, he looked utterly composed. “Is this the part where you run away again?”

Izzy flinched, then puffed up with righteous indignation. What the fuck? He didn’t fuckingrun. “No. This is the part where you get the hell out of my barn and we pretend the last ten minutes never happened.”

Keegan lifted an eyebrow. “I guarantee that was longer than ten minutes.”

“You can tell your buddies you lasted an hour for all I care,” Izzy shot back. “As long as you know it’s never happening again.” It shouldn’t have happened in the first place, and Izzy might never forgive himself for it.

“That didn’t take long,” Keegan said, tone somewhere between annoyed and resigned.

Izzy was done. His chest was tight, and all the scratches on his stomach and thighs were starting to sting. He needed to get back to his loft so he could have his mental breakdown in peace. And for that, he needed Keegan to leave. “Yeah, well, I got what I wanted, and I’ll assume you did too. No need to drag out an unremarkable fuck into something it isn’t.”

He didn’t wait for Keegan’s reaction. He brushed past and did his best to ignore his aching joints, sore ass, and the spreadingdampness in his pants as he headed for his loft. He needed a shower. That was all.

He wasn’t running away.

Ev

So, weird question, but have any of you ever hooked up with someone you shouldn’t have?

Izzy read Ev’s message in the group chat and laughed so hard he started to wheeze before his knees gave out and he slid down the wall.

Alice paused next to him, a saddle balanced on her hip, and narrowed her eyes. “Are you broken?”

Izzy waved a hand until he caught his breath enough to speak. “I’m fine. Just the guys in the group chat,” Izzy said as he sent back about fifteen laugh-cry emojis.

Izzy

BRB. DYING.

Alice shook her head and continued down the aisle to the tack room. She was adamant that she didn’t need to know what went on in their chat. They had a separate work group text that she was a part of. This one was just the boys. Micah, Eli, Archer, and, more recently, Finn and Ev, Finn’s buddy up in New York City. Izzy had only met him once in person, but he was a fun guy. There were even plans for everyone to make a trip up there soon.

Ev

So, that’s a yes?

Izzy didn’t get a chance to reply.

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