Page 92 of Resist Me

“Do you want to masturbate or get fucked, West?”

He hesitated, then his hand dropped to the bed. I leaned over him and ran my fingers up his back, then around his side.

“Let yourself build up to it, baby. Learn your body, how far you can get with different types of stimulation.” I brushed my fingers over his nipple, drawing out a small sound before I stroked his skin again. “Don’t let this go to your head, but your body is so perfect.”

I couldn’t see his face, but I was positive that he was grinning. As I began to speed up, he rocked back against me, meeting my movements. I heard him make another noise, but it was muffled by the pillow.

Grabbing onto his thighs, I pulled out of him and dragged him backward. He let out a startled sound, then glared at me over hisshoulder. Once I’d settled him at the edge of the bed, I stood and thrust into him again. I fucked him harder this time and my hips slammed against him, creating a beat that I focused on to keep myself from finishing too soon.

“Fuck,” he cried. “Linc.”

“Too much?” I panted.

He shook his head. “Feels… fucking good.”

Finally, he stopped trying to hold back. He moaned and swore and made unintelligible sounds. Each of them was so fucking hot that, for a second, I let myself imagine hearing them over and over, day after day.

“You wanna touch yourself, baby?”

“Yes.”

“You gonna cum for me while my cock is inside of you?”

“Please!” he shouted.

Jesus. I didn’t even have to ask for that one and I was pretty sure everybody just heard West beg me to let him cum. It was about to push me over the edge.

“Fuck,” I groaned. “Let me see you cum.”

He reached underneath him to stroke his cock. His ass tightened when he jolted, and I bit down on my lip.

“Linc, fuck. I… Can you say… my name?”

I smiled and gripped his hips. “You feel so damn good, West.”

After I said it, he lost it and I followed right after. I heard my name leave his lips on repeat and I threw his in a couple of times since I knew that he liked it now.

As soon as I pulled out of him, he flipped around and rose up on his knees. I raised a brow, unsure what his deal was, then he used two fingers to paint my lips with his cum. Grabbing his wrist, I licked up the length of them, then sunk them into my mouth. When I sucked on them, he met my eyes.

“You taste delicious, West.” I leaned forward to kiss him and he only hesitated for a second before he let me.

“There’s a lot of cum in my future, isn’t there?”

I pulled back and laughed loudly. “Yeah, there is. Can you handle that?”

His bright as fuck smile lit up his face. “I can handle anything.”

Chapter 31

West

Everyone was looking. Were they? Maybe that guy looked because I’d been staring at him. Or maybe he’d been trying to be inconspicuous and he just realized he’d been caught. It was sus.

Tearing my gaze away from him, I stared across the table at Linc. He was browsing the menu while he sipped his coffee. Instead of cream, he put milk in it. And he used stevia. What the hell was that? Who was Steve and what was his beef with sugar?

Pulling my cup closer, I added three packets of the real stuff while he watched me. When I brought it to my lips, he smiled.

“You’re adorable.”

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