Page 57 of It's Complicated

“Oh yeah. And you know what else I’ve wanted to do since we got here?” He pressed another nibbling kiss against my throat.

“What’s that?” I asked breathlessly, tilting my head to the side to give him better access.

“This.” He fit his mouth over my neck, not sucking hard enough to leave a mark but just hard enough to set my blood on fire.

“What else?” I closed my eyes, soaking up his attention and the intimacy of being in the dark.

“Definitely this.” He slid one hand down my body and cupped my dick. “So hard for me,” he murmured against myneck, his voice a sexy burr that sent a flurry of shivers up my spine. “You like this?”

“So much.” I ground my ass against his cock. His answering groan was like music to my ears. “You like that?”

“Fuck yeah.” He nibbled on my ear. “I want you so bad.”

“Me too.” Reaching behind him, I gripped his ass and tugged him harder against me.

A loud shout from the kitchen made us both jump. Another person yelled and then something hit the floor with a crash, like a chair toppling over. Laughter broke out, then slowly petered away as the crowd left the kitchen.

“Is it weird that knowing people are on the other side of the door is getting me hot?” Isaac asked, rubbing my dick over my jeans.

“If it is, then I’m a weirdo too.”

I’d never thought I was into exhibitionism, but apparently, I was.

“Come here.” Isaac released me enough to spin me around. Then he shoved me back against the door, trapping me against it.

I didn’t bother hiding my gasp, or hard-on, at the move. Something about Isaac manhandling me was insanely hot, and I loved how he always went all in, not holding back or trying to hide anything from me.

His lips covered mine in a deep, wet kiss, his hard body wedging me against the door and one of his thighs pressing between my legs.

Giving in to his kiss, I wrapped my arms around him. The rest of the world went quiet for a few seconds, and all I could focus on was Isaac and how much I’d missed this, even if it had only been a few days.

“Is this okay?” he asked between kisses. “I know you’ve been feeling off?—”

“It’s perfect.” I grabbed a handful of his ass and squeezed. “Want you so bad.”

His groan was nothing more than a low rumble, and I covered his mouth with mine, needing more.

Isaac slowed our kisses, drawing them out and replacing our earlier desperation with measured desire.

“Bet I can get you off before you can get me off,” he rasped against my lips, running his hands over my hips, then sliding them back to grip my ass.

“You think so?” I bumped my dick against his and squeezed his ass again. I loved how it felt in my hands, firm but still soft and a bit squishy.

“Yup.” He pressed his cock against mine.

“Okay, challenge accepted.” I pecked a kiss against his lips. “What are the terms?”

“Whoever holds out longest gets to…make the loser do a dare of their choice.”

I could practically hear the smirk in his voice.

The last time I’d agreed to a bet like this, I had to wear a miniskirt to the corner store to buy some milk. Totally worth risking a repeat to get off with him.

“Deal. I’m going to enjoy collecting my prize.”

He huffed out a laugh. “Cocky much?”

“You tell me.” I ground my dick against his and squeezed his ass again.

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