Page 24 of Blaze & Ajax

“Used? I’m suckingyouoff. Not the other way around.” What did that matter? I was definitely using him because my needs went beyond sex.

When he let go, I grabbed the hem of my hoodie and pulled it over my head. “Fine, we can do it out here, then. You like to be an exhibitionist, right?”

I had nothing under my hoodie, so my chest was bare. When I reached for the fly of my jeans, he yanked me inside and slammed the door.

“That’s better,” I said, dropping my hoodie to the floor, unzipping my jeans, and pulling them off. “I prepped, too, so if you want to fuck me, you can.”

Ajax’s jaw dropped for a second before recovering and shaking his head. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

What isn’t wrong with me?I thought.

When my thumbs slipped into the waistband of my boxer briefs, Ajax lunged at me. My heart raced, and I inwardly smiled. He would definitely do it. I knew he would.

Ajax grabbed my throat right under my jaw, forcing my head up. “And what do I have to do for you in return? Call you a good boy again?”

I tried to look away, but he wouldn’t let me. “Yes.” There was no point in lying.

He let go and stood back, shaking his head again, but saying nothing. I had him.

As I kicked off my underwear, standing in front of him naked, vulnerable, and slightly afraid, I said, “You can even fuck me in front of the window if you want. In fact, you can do whatever to me, use my body any way you want.”

I should’ve fought this, and I shouldn’t have come here. Ajax was the last person I wanted, but Ineededto do this. For the first time, I truly understood what it was like to have an addiction. Sure, I’d been on the wagon for years, but once I had a taste of it again, I was hooked. It didn’t matter who it was at that point.

“You drive me crazy. You know that, right?” he said.

“I know. Trust me, you drive me crazy, too.”

“I hate you.”

“Good. I hate you, too. I don’tneedyou to like me.”

“This is all wrong but fuck it.”

With that, he grabbed me again and smashed his lips against mine, forcing his tongue into my mouth as aggressively as he was. I groaned when he fisted my hair hard enough to sting, leaning my naked body back as he blanked me with his clothed one.

My fingers roamed his body until I found the hem of his T-shirt and tugged on it. He stopped kissing me long enough to pull it over his head and toss it to the ground before lunging at me again.

Ajax’s kisses were all-consuming. It was a lot for someone who couldn’t stand me. Regardless of his amazing kissing abilities, this had to stop. Kisses were supposed to be a reward. I was only to receive them when I was good.

I eased him off me by pushing on his chest. “Stop.”

“What’s wrong?” he panted into my mouth.

“You can’t kiss me unless I’ve been good for you.”

Ajax abruptly stood straight and ran a hand through his hair, fisting a handful of it. “Fuck, this is all wrong,” he said again. “I don’t give a shit how much I don’t like you. This isn’t right. I feel like I’m taking advantage of you.”

When he bent down to grab his T-shirt off the floor, I punched his arm with my non-dominant hand. “No! Don’t stop.”

He lashed out at my hair and grabbed a chunk of it, and I let him. I shoved him again in the chest, despite the awkward position of our bodies, and he snarled at me. He couldn’t stop now. Not when I was so close to getting what I wanted and needed, dammit!

Ajax suddenly spun me around, pinned my arm behind me, and growled in my ear. “You irritate the fuck out of me. You get that, right?”

When I didn’t answer, he yanked my arm tighter behind me. “Yes!” I wasn’t about to fucking call him ‘sir,’ but this would have to do.

“Think of it…” I grunted from the pain. “Think of this as your revenge on me. Do what you want to me. But when it’s over, I need to know… that even for a few minutes, I was good.”

My face burned in humiliation. Ajax would never look at me the same again. It was one of the reasons I’d avoided him for the past couple of weeks. I’d rather see his disgust than his pity, which was another reason I kept pushing his buttons.

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