Page 47 of Lust

“Really? Teasing’s helping me not think about all the other shit.”

“All right. In that case, tease away.”

We share an awkward laugh before I say, “I should probably get back to my room before your roommate gets back.”

He nods, and I grab the Sinners’ bible off the bed. “You think the guys mind me borrowing it?”

Not because I understand any of it, but because it makes me feel closer to my dad.

“I’m sure Seth is thrilled,” Brad teases.

We share a much more natural laugh, and he follows me to the door.

My cheeks warm since it’s like I can sense he’s checking out my ass, and I love knowing what that does to him.

When I reach the door, I grab the handle, then stop and turn back to him. “I’m sorry. I should have talked to you before getting so worked up. I have a bit of a temper, and what I did was mean.”

“I appreciate the apology, but if anyone has a right to be upset, it’s the guy who had to deal with all this crap the first few weeks of his sophomore year.”

I snicker. It is wild to think that we’re still just in those first few weeks when so much has happened.

“If you have any questions about the book, feel free to text me.”

“Will do. In the meantime, enjoy a last look for the night.” I pull my pants down, flashing him my ass.

I meant to be silly, but he rushes up against me, pushing me against the door. We’re stuck together, our bodies magnetized. By the time I can make sense of the quick movement, I feel his girth behind his boxers, rubbing between my cheeks. He pushes it up against me, and his hands slide under my shirt, one tightagainst my hip, the other sliding up to my chest as he kisses the back of my neck. I reach my hand behind me, resting it on his head, my eyes rolling back as he offers a low, rumbling growl against my skin.

My body’s alive with sensation, but there’s also this emptiness in me that I know can only be filled with him, and as he thrusts his cock against my ass, I push back. Doesn’t even feel like I’m in control. Like my body’s just begging for him to end my suffering.

He grips me, biting at my neck gently. “Luke…we have to stop,” he breathes into my flesh.

“Why?”

“Luke!”

No, he’s right. It’s too much, and especially with all the other shit going on, we don’t have time to be consumed by the sort of fucking I feel like we’ll need once we go there.

I grit my teeth as I spin around, pulling my pants back up. He pulls his hands from under my shirt and places them on either side of the wall, steadying himself as he glares at me, taking deep breaths.

“Maybe don’t tease melike that,” he says.

“I have a little fun, don’t I?”

“You fucker.”

“Night, Brad.” I lean close and offer a kiss. It lingers for both of us, but I finally manage to get out the door and head down the hall.

He closes the door behind me, and as I walk toward my dorm with the Sinners’ bible tucked under my arm, my mind’s spinning with everything that went down tonight.

As complicated and fucked up as this all is, knowing what Brad and I are inevitably moving toward somehow makes the wildest parts easier to bear.

That’s what this sick lust does to me, at least.

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BRAD

“You talk toLuke?” Seth asks as he lets me into his and Cody’s room.

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