Page 36 of Unrivaled

Max jolted and flushed bright red from his nape down his shoulders.

Grady stared. Fuck. Ofcoursehe’d be into that. Of course Grady would find out by accident.

Of course Grady would feel compelled to do it again.

“At least it’s not crabs, I guess,” Grady said, feeling insane, and when Max laughed, Grady shoved two slick fingers into his hole. His body was hot and he opened easily for it.

“Jesus, tell me that’s not something you’d say on a date.”

Grady scissored his fingers. If Max wasn’t into foreplay, there was no point wasting time; he was as hard as Grady. “No, only with you.”

“Aw, bud, you say the sweetest—”

I dare you, Grady heard. Well, if another spank wasn’t what Max wanted, Grady was pretty sure he’d hear about it.

Smack.This time Grady watched the hit land, watched the ripple of round fat and muscle, watched the pink stain spread over the skin.

Max inhaled sharply and clenched around Grady’s fingers.

Enough. Grady pulled his fingers out and ripped open the condom. “You good?”

“What, you can’t tell?”

Grady took that for a yes and pushed inside.

It felt like his spine had liquified. Max’s ass fit perfectly into the bowl of his pelvis. The heat of him was blistering. The lines of his body, stretched sinuously on his bed, hips tilted to take Grady’s cock, etched themselves into Grady’s lizard brain.

And the sound Max made when Grady bottomed out made Grady’s nipples hard.

Of course, the next second, Max ruined it by using words. “So are you gonna fuck me now or what?” He tried to squirm backward on Grady’s dick, like he could control the situation that way.

Grady grabbed Max’s hips. “Quit it.” Couldn’t he get two seconds to keep from coming immediately? Max was the one who wanted this in the first place.

“Come on, you don’t really expect me to lie here and take it—”

Oh, fuck him very much. Grady pushed him flat to the bed, still inside him, his chest to Max’s back. “Maybe I do,” he said, digging his chin into Max’s shoulder. He didn’t have any physical leverage like this, but the metaphorical kind worked for him too. “What are you going to do about it?”

Max said, “Uh.”

Grady bit the side of his neck. Beneath him, Max shuddered deliciously. “That’s what I thought.”

Grady was out of his depth. He had no idea what had gotten into him. He had no plan for where to take this next. But Max pushed all Grady’s buttons, and it was only fair to push back.

Max should have come with an instruction manual. Grady didn’t even know where his buttons were. He couldn’t just lie here on top of Max—

“Hey! Did you fall asleep up there?” Max tried to work his arm underneath his body. “Some of us are trying to get off—”

Grady pulled his wrist behind his back. “Some of us threw a game on purpose, and now they’re going to get off when I say they do.” The movement put him back up on his knees—and gave him his leverage back.

God, whowashe? What had come over him?

“Fuck you,” Max said, but his voice was breathy, with only the hint of a snarl.

Grady shifted closer and leveraged Max’s hips up with his thighs so his ass was in the air, weight on his shoulders. He looked amazing. “Maybe next time.” Grady thrust experimentally. Max muffled a noise in his pillow.

Okay, well,thatbutton he could find, no problem. He pushed it again and the tension sapped out of Max’s body.

Grady’s lizard brain hissed in triumph.

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