Page 42 of Blitz'd

Kerian: Good game, Dimples.

I can almost picture the sarcastic way he says that. A shiver climbs up my spine as I open the text thread.

Me: Thanks. did you catch my wave

Kerian: I knew you’d be thinking about me. Can’t think of anything else, I bet.

Rolling my eyes, I turn on my side and get more comfortable.

Me: I can. just choose not to. wut r u doin

Kerian: Looking at my bed, remembering how I had you moaning my name.

My blood heats as I think back to our night together. Kerian was in total command of my body. The pain isn’t even a blip on my radar as I remember what he did to me and how he made me feel.

Me: Yeah? U liked that?

Kerian: Want to make you do it again.

Me: What else you want me 2 do

Kerian: I want to feel those nails scratching my back as I dick you. I want to leave more marks on you.

I slide my hand under my blanket, gripping my hard cock at the base.

Me: I like how it feels when u suck ur marks n2 me

Me: Fuck I’m hard

Kerian: I can’t wait to get you under me again. I want to suck your nipples into my mouth while I jerk you slowly. Not enough to get you off. But enough to get you close.

“Fuck,” I murmur. My dick leaks with precum, sliding down my shaft. I check to see whether Russ can see me, but he has his back to me, the show he’s watching blaring through his headphones. Even still, I feel dirty with my hand on my dick while he’s so close.

Me: We gotta stop or I’ma want 2 pull my dick out and Russ is n the room

My phone rings in my hand, Kerian’s name popping up on the screen. I fumble it for a second, my heart rate increasing at the thought of seeing his face. When I have a handle on the device, I answer the call quickly.

“Hey,” I say breathlessly.

He’s in bed, leaning back against his pillows with his phone held over his head. His hair is slightly tousled on the right side, like he was lying on that way after his shower and his wet hair dried that way. He looks really fucking good, handsome and unbothered.

“Go to the bathroom,” Kerian demands.

“Huh?”

“The bathroom, Braithe. Now.”

My heart still racing and heat spreading down my body, I hurry out of bed, almost tripping in my haste. I ignore the chuckle from Kerian before I shut myself in the bathroom.

Leaning against the closed and locked door, I lift my phone so I can see him. “I’m here,” I say unnecessarily.

“I see.” His eyes flick over me. “Lower the camera. Let me see your body.”

Holding the phone out, I pan the camera down so he can see my bare chest, my pajama pants, and bare feet.

He makes a sound of approval. “You’re still hard. Thinking about my dick?”

“Yes,” I answer quickly. “Should I not have been?”

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