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That's when a familiar figure walks through the door of the coffee shop. My heart stops dead when I see it's Brock, and warm fuzzies fill my gut.

"Speak of the devil," I whisper. I turn to Waxley and give him a knowing look.

Brock grins when he spots me, which causes my cheeks to flush as I quickly stand up to greet him.

"Hey," I say, a little breathless.

"Hey there," he replies with a wink. "You two sound like you were having a good time."

I glance at Waxley and see the same look of awe on his face that I'm sure is mirrored on mine.

Waxley snickers. "We were talking about what type of man we want."

Brock gives us both a knowing grin. "I think I might have some ideas."

We all laugh, and when Brock threads his arm around my waist, my insides burn with heat.

I'm so lucky.

I run my fingers down his chest. "Want to get out of here, stepbro?"

"You know," Brock begins, rubbing his chin. "Our dads aren't home right now. If you don't have class, we could..."

I shove Brock toward the door. "Let's go."

CHAPTER12

BROCK

I'm grateful as hell Blakely has time to swing by the house with me. I didn't expect to see him in the coffee shop chatting to his cute twink friend, but I'm glad I did.

Something about Blakely... drives me crazy. Makes me wild. He's so different from everyone else I've ever been with, and I think I'm addicted to his cock.

Ha. That's some shit I didn't expect to ever say, but it's the truth.

Blakely is my new drug, and even though I've been straight my entire life, I'm obsessed with him.

"You make a man think crazy things," I rasp, leading him up the stairs to my bedroom.

"Like what?" he asks, his voice low and throaty.

"Like how he can't be without you," I answer, turning around to face him.

My heart beats faster when I see the look of desire blazing in his eyes. I take his face in my hands and press my lips to his, devouring his mouth like I'm starving. He moans appreciatively and wraps his arms around me, pulling me closer.

I break away, panting, and take a step back. Maybe this isn't the smartest idea. Okay, Blakely and I have hooked up twice now, but that doesn't mean we need to keep risking everything we have. If this got into the world, we'd face wanton judgment.

"Maybe we shouldn't do this right now after all," I tell him, my voice tremulous. "Our dads might come home any minute."

"Then let's make it fast," Blakely purrs, his hands tracing down my chest.

I can't resist him any longer. I press him to the wall and kiss him hungrily, my hands exploring his body. Blakely whimpers and clings to me, his body responding to my every touch. Heat radiates off him, and I know he's as lost as I am.

We don't talk as we tear off our clothes, our mouths never leaving each other. I'm overwhelmed with how perfect he feels, how beautiful.

He grins up at me, and I can sense the same hunger I feel.

I press my mouth against his even harder, and he whimpers into the kiss, his body melting into mine. His hard cock rams against my stomach as I reach down to grasp it, and he gasps as I start stroking it through his jeans.

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