Page 19 of Vile Heart

“I mean, you can leave it in, unless —” Good Light, he wasn’t sure where he wanted to go with his words, “you don’t want to.” He clapped his mouth shut.

Camren’s brows raised to his hairline. “You want me to keep on going?”

“I don’t want you to take any more photos.”

“But you want me to treat you as a fucktoy? Or as my boyfriend? I can assure you—” Camren leaned in and licked over Davian’s cheek, down to the corner of his lips. “I’d treat you like a prince.”

“I don’t want it,” Davian shrugged his face away.

Camren’s hand slid down to his lower spine. “Too bad you just signed your life away.”

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Fuck. With the way Davian’s ass felt around his dick, Camren was in heaven. His sass, and his desperation to defend his crumbling walls, were a huge turn-on. Davian had always been emotionally challenging, and had always tried to keep to himself when times were rough. But to see him now, blond hair sticking against his flushed cheeks, nostrils flared, those blue eyes filled with that haunting fear, and those lips…

“Hmm.” Camren pressed his lips against that beautiful mouth. “You are the greatest gift in my life. Every single part of you.” He thrust slowly inside Davian, not wanting to rush this moment. The dark side of him wanted every fucking student to see how he claimed his property, but he knew Davian would be embarrassed.

Davian was always embarrassed. Except when he had to present difficult, intelligent stuff. Then he was in his element.

What was new was his fear. The first time Camren had caught those pupil-blown eyes was right after he’d kissed him. He’d thought it was because his best friend wanted it too, but then his muscles had become rigid and he’d thrown Camren off and away.

He slapped onto a bare ass cheek, making Davian hiss. “Very nice and firm indeed, and blushing so beautifully.”

“I’m no toy,” Davian snarled.

Fisting those blond strands, Camren yanked his head back. His lips brushed against his pierced ear. “If I say you are a toy, you are a toy.Mytoy.”

Davian struggled in his hold, panting and snarling.

“Touch your dick. I bet you’re hard and leaking.”

“No, you fucking?—”

“Touch it.”

Davian lowered his hand and started stroking his cock.

“There we go. Does that make you feel good?” He didn’t miss how Davian’s shoulders slumped, how his head sagged forward. A faint nod. “Now tell me, I’ve reopened your family’s store so that part is covered. But I also have questions, and I’m going to need you to spell it out for me. You came to me tonight because you trusted in the promise we made when we were best friends. Is that right?” His hips rolled slowly against Davian’s perfect cheeks, his dick buried deeply inside that tight ass. Camren wanted to come but needed to hold it just a little. “Is that right?”

He craved the truth.

Davian shuddered. “Yes.”

“Good boy. Did you miss me, baby?”

He’d barely spilled the words, when Davian balked. He snarled and snapped his hips back in an attempt to free himself.

“No,” Camren kept Davian’s head back to feel that swallowing Adam’s apple against the pad of his finger. He rolled his hips faster, bucking into Davian with fast, deep thrusts that made both of them moan. “No more hiding.”

“You’re such an asshole.”

“Ah yes, that I am. But not to you.”

That was the truth. Camren didn’t get it. Sliding his hand around Davian’s cheek, he made him peer up his way, thencaptured his mouth in a bruising kiss. Davian moaned in surprise, and Camren caught the moment he wanted to flee by pressing Davian tighter against his skin. By nipping at his lower lip and tugging it even closer, before swiping his tongue over the trembling flesh. Davian panted against Camren’s lips, and when he gave Damian the lead, he hesitantly took it. Swiping his tongue over Camren’s parted lips, he made his entrance, inviting Camren into a game of seduction. And he felt like he was a king. It was the first time Davian took initiative, the first time he showed Camren that he wanted it too. It felt like fucking victory.

With one hand curled around Davian’s face and the other one with a bruising hold on his hip , Camren kept on slowing the pace, heart trashing in his chest.Not yet.He pulled his mouth away, not missing how Davian chased his.

“So answer me, baby, did you miss me?”

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