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“You kissed me back,”he said, his voice rough with need.“You want this too.”
His mouth crashed against Levi’s again. Asher’s teeth scraped against his bottom lip, then soothed the sting with his tongue. His hands roamed under Levi’s shirt, alternating between caresses and scratches that left burning trails across his skin.
“Slow down,”Levi gasped between kisses, but his protestturned into a reluctant moanby Asher’s mouth moving to his neck.
“Please,”he tried again, the word coming out breathless as Asher bit down hard on the sensitive skin below his ear, then immediately soothed the spot with careful licks.
“I love hearing you say please,”Asher groaned against his throat, his voice thick with satisfaction.
Levi’s hands found Asher’s shoulders, trying to push him away, but his bodywasbetraying him again, his cock straining the front of his jeans. The alternating sensations—tender sucking followed by sharpbites, careful touches interrupted by scratching nails—scrambled his ability to make sense of anything.
“Wait,”he whispered, but Asher’s mouthhadfoundhis collarbone, biting and sucking marks into the skin there. “Ow, Asher, please—!”
“I remembered,”Asher huffed against his throat,“how much you liked this before the timer went off.”
His mouth moved lower, finding Levi’s nipple through the thin fabric of his shirt. The contact sent electricity shooting through Levi’s core, and he moaned.
This is so wrong.The rational part of his mindwasscreaming, but his bodywasresponding. He could taste blood on Asher’s lips—Tyler’s blood, Jasper’s blood—and see it smearing from Asher’s hands onto his own skin. The metallic tang should have been revolting, but somehow it just made everything feel more intense, more real.
Maybe I should just let him. Maybe it’s part of the game. Maybe fighting just makes it worse.
“Please,”he begged, tears stinging his eyes as Asher’s mouth worked against his sensitive skin.
Asher pulled back just enough to look at him. “Please, what? Please more?” His voice dropped to a whisper as he leaned close to Levi’s ear.“I can give you more. I’ve been imagining all the sounds you’ll make. All the ways I can touch you. All the things I want to do to your perfect body.”
The words sent heat spiraling through Levi despite his fear. Asher’s hand slipped beneath his waistband, wrapping around his cock over his boxers and giving it a few experimental pumps that feltelectric and terrifying and overwhelming all at once.
Oh God.His back arched involuntarily, and his nails dug into Asher’s shoulders hard enough to leave marks.
“Asher, please wait,”he gasped, trembling under the onslaught of sensation. “I-I have to tell you—ah, wait, please…”
Asher paused. “What?”
Levi’s face burned with embarrassment, and hehadto force the words out past the sob building in his throat. “I don’t want my first time to be on this floor.”
Asher’s eyes widened, then raked over Levi’s face as if searching for deception. A strange look fell over his blood-splattered features—wonder mixed with something darker, more possessive.
“No wonder youwerepushing me away so hard,”he said softly.“It all makes sense now. I just assumed someone as beautiful as youhashaddozens of partners.”
Levi pushed weakly at Asher’s shoulder, trying to push him away. “Please, Asher—”
“That time in Riverbend when you fought me so hard... youwerejust scared, right? Scared becauseyou’venever done this before?”
No.Horror washed over Levi at Asher’s interpretation. Thatwasn’tfear of inexperience—thatwasterror of being violated, of having choice stolen from him.
“That’s not—”Levi started, but Asher’s other hand came up to cup his face, thumb brushing away the tears still streaming down his cheeks.
“Shh, it’s okay,”Asher said, his voice taking on a careful, instructional tone. “We’ll go slow, okay? Just for you.”
The hand beneath Levi’s waistband began moving again, slower than before.“I’m going to keep touching you like this. I want to make you cum again, so that way you know I can make you feel good. Let me see you cum again. Please?” The plea in his voicewasauthentic, as if he truly believed thiswasa romantic negotiation rather than coercion.
“I’ll find the perfect place for your first time, I promise,”Asher continued with a warm smile.“Somewhere special. Not this floor.”
Fresh tears spilled down Levi’s face, caught between sobbing and moaning as a terrible pleasure began to build in him.
“No, don’t cry, Levi.”Asher kissed the tears from his cheeks.“I just said we’ll go slow. I’ll learn every inch of your body, every secret place that makes you gasp and moan. Then we can practice all the things first and figure it out together. I’ll teach you everything.”
His hand slipped beneath the fabric of Levi’s boxers, fingers wrapping around him with a firm grip that made Levi gasp as Asher began to stroke him slowly, his thumb circling the sensitive tip.
