Page 67 of Bratty Badboys

Caleb hummed, propping his chin on my shoulder. “If I was a pirate, I’d keep you both locked up as my personal treasures.” I shivered when he lightly grazed his fingers over my nipple and grinned, “We can role-play?—”

“Stop,” Kyle shushed him and looked at me, his hand cupping my cheek as he kissed my lips gently. “You should get some rest. You have early class tomorrow.”

I wasn’t surprised that they remembered my schedule and let out a loud yawn.

“I cleaned you up but if you wanna take a shower, I can help,” Caleb suggested and added, raising three fingers, “No funny business. Scout’s honor.”

I giggled and kissed him. “You can help me shower tomorrow morning. Without any honor.”

“You won’t have to tell me twice,” he smirked, pushing me back onto the soft mattress and hovering above me. Thankfully, Kyle pushed him off me and tucked me under a blanket with a kiss on my forehead.

“Sleep well, angel,” he smiled, his brown eyes soft and clear as I memorized his tousled hair and the crinkle near his eyes and how handsome he looked without the glasses.

The last thought I had before sleep took over me was, I can’t believe I got so lucky.

Caleb

“Are you sure about this?” I asked Kyle when he kissed down my neck, his hands running over my abs and hips making my hard on press against him.

It was morning, and I had woken up with a morning wood since we all slept in my small bed. We were pressed against each other. Anna was still sleeping and before I could sort out my erection, Kyle had found me, and I ended up sitting on my desk chair with him on me.

He pulled back, his glasses askew and cheeks pink as he looked down at my cock. He swallowed, the bob of his Adam-apple making me lick my lips. I wanted to bite him.

“I want to try,” he whispered.

I squeezed his hand and said, “You don’t have to if you don’t want to. We can rub one out toget?—”

“No. Teach me.”

I smirked, raising my brow. “You want me to teach you how to suck a cock, pretty boy?”

His flush darkened, his pupils dilating as he nodded.

God, he looked fucking adorable when he was serious.

“Okay,” I whispered and settled back on the chair, keeping my feet planted on the ground as Kyle kneeled on the floor with Anna sleeping in the bed. Her naked breasts peeked through the sheets, but she looked so peaceful that I didn’t want to disturb her.

“Open your mouth,” I ordered, cupping his jaw and watched him part his plump lips.

“Good boy,” I whispered, sliding my fingers inside and making him suck. “You’re going to suck just like that when my cock is covering your pretty mouth, okay?”

He nodded, drool sliding out of the corner of his lips when I pulled out my fingers. He was so pretty, with pouty lips ready for my cock and doe eyes full of lust.

I couldn’t believe I got so lucky.

35

PERFECT MOUTH

KYLE

“Mmm,” my moan was muffled as Caleb’s finger gently pulled at my hair.

The feel of his velvety hard cock in my mouth shouldn’t have made me so hot and turned on—but it did. I was straining against my stomach, leaking pre-cum as I sucked the tip of his pierced dick. His low groan sent shivers down my spine. I flickered my eyes to his face, watching him through my glasses and admiring the handsome view.

Early sunrise light scattered through the window, making his dark hair glow, his long lashes shadowing his sharp cheekbones, making him look like a fallen angel. His piercings added a touch of naughty badboy, making my mouth water as I tasted salt and soap.

“I knew you had a perfect mouth,” Caleb murmured, his hand lowering from my head to my cheek. I trembled when the pads of his fingers rubbed over my stretched lips, his eyes turning obsidian at the feel of my mouth.

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