Page 79 of Fakers with Benefits

“And what prompted you to find this makeup?” I asked before I could stop myself.

Nick beamed. “You have no idea how hot it is when you go all caveman possessive on me.”

“I’m not—”

“Shhhh.” He touched his finger to my lips. “Now, before you worry your pretty little head off, I got it for Kai, one of my coworkers. He and his boyfriend are into some kinky-ass shit and he regularly comes to work covered in scratches and bite marks.”

“You make it sound like he’s being mauled by an angry cat.”

Nick snickered. “I’m so calling Alex an angry cat next time I see him. But when I said kinky, I meantkinky. They’re into primal play, so they literally maul each other as they’re fucking.”

“That’s…interesting.”

“Are you into that?”

“Definitely not. Marking, yes, but only when done in the throes of passion.”

“Throes of passion? You sound like one of those novels Aiden reads.”

“Your roommate reads romance novels?”

He pinned me with a look. “And what’s wrong with that?”

“Nothing.”

“Damn right, nothing. But anyways, you were listing your kinks? Tell me more, for science.”

I laughed, which made Nick laugh as my chest shook under him.

“I’m an ass man.” I gripped his firm cheeks and squeezed them tight.

“That’s not a kink.” He tucked his face against my throat.

“Isn’t it?” I slipped my hand under the loose material of his shorts and dragged my fingertip through his crease.

“Ungh.” He spread his legs and popped his ass up.

“You have a gorgeous ass.” I kissed his temple and circled his hole with my fingertip. “So firm and full.” I dipped the tip of my finger inside him. “And so tight.”

“Ev, please,” he mumbled against my neck.

Using my other hand, I held him tight and rolled us over so I was on top, my hips between his spread thighs. I kissed him hard and deep, rocking over him as I ran my hand along his smooth skin.

The little sighs and mewls he let out were the sexiest sounds I’d ever heard, and my cock was so hard I ached.

We kissed for what felt like forever. Nick’s enthusiasm was a huge turn-on, but it was how he finally relaxed and let go that I couldn’t get enough of. How he wiggled every time I stroked a particular spot on his hip, or how he couldn’t seem to stop playing with my hair.

“Need you.” He broke the kiss and slid his hand under my waistband to grip my cock.

Gently, I tugged his hand out of my sweats.

He blinked up at me. “Ev?”

“Let’s get these off you.” I tugged on his shorts.

He nodded and lifted his hips so I could pull them down.

He reached for me again. I caught his wrist and gently pressed it to the bed as I settled over him.

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