Page 120 of Unrecognizable Player

“Which one?”

“All of it?”

He laughs. “Mm, I think so.”

“You think so?”

He starts walking backwards, towards my bedroom. We mostly use his as a storage room now.

“What did you have in mind?” he asks.

Warmth fizzles in the pit of my stomach when he bites his lip.Fuck me,I love it when he does that.

I let him lead me into the bedroom by the hand, pulling me to him when he turns around so I’m flush against his back. I pull his shirt off over his head and start kissing down his neck and perfect, unscarred shoulders.

“I want you, so much,” I whisper in his ear.

He sighs, tilting his head back until it’s resting on my shoulder.

“Want you like this forever,” I say as I snake my fingers gently over his chest and stomach. Moving back up to ghost along his hardening nipples.

“You’re mine and I’m never gonna let you go again.”

He hums his appreciation at the words I know he loves.

“No one else ever gets to touch you like this.”

He sucks in a breath, his eyebrows knitting together.

“I don’t want anybody else. Just want you.” He brings his hand around and loops his arm around my neck while he kisses me, deep and hungry.

I can’t ever get close enough to him. I wanna live inside him. It scares me how desperate I am for him all the time. How he’s on my mind 24/7.

I turn him around and kiss him properly, undressing him while my hands keep being greedy over his warm skin.

When he’s completely naked, he steps back and lets me look at him. I love that he isn’t self-conscious anymore. I don’t think I could do anything more to show him how crazy I am about his body.

I reach out to touch him, but he wags a finger at me.

“You’re still fully-dressed. Not fair.”

“Okay, fine.” I smile as I pull my shirt off over my head. My shoulder’s stiff, but not sore anymore. Stef waits patiently, knowing I don’t need help doing this. Once my shirt comes off, he can’t wait to touch me. My abs aren’t as visible now I’m not training and I can’t lift weights yet, but the way he looks at me definitely hasn’t changed. His greedy little hands all over me hasn’t changed either.

“Like what you see pretty boy?” I ask.

He laughs. “Shut up.”

I claim his face in my hands as I kiss him deep. My tongue roaming his mouth, massaging his tongue.

His cock is flush against his stomach and it throbs between us. I pull away from the kiss to lick my thumb, loving the way his eyes get wide when he knows what I’m gonna do. I keep looking him in the eye as I brush my hand down his chest before finding his cock and making circles around his head, smearing pre-cum over his slit. His eyelids flicker and he bites his lip. I catch his mouth on a groan and walk us back the rest of the way to the bed.

Falling down in a tangle of limbs. I practically rip my pants off and Stef pulls my underwear under my ass so we can rut against each other.

I let his moans guide me as I slide down the bed and wrap my lips around his cock. Letting myself get lost in the familiar weight and taste of him. The smell of his musk when I take him to the root and swallow around his head.

He makes a sexy, strangled noise and his hips shoot up, burying him deeper.

“Alexei, stop, you’re gonna make me come.”

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