Page 28 of Just a Bit Captivated

Then, he straightened up and pulled his T-shirt off.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Zain said.

Aiden shoved his pants and boxer briefs down and kicked them away.

“Get dressed,” Zain said. His voice was strained. Terse. A little hoarse.

Aiden met his gaze and smiled. “Why? What’s a little nudity between two straight men?” He tried to keep his voice casual and careless, but being naked in front of this man was fucking nerve-racking. And much too arousing, in a fucked-up sort of way. He was acutely aware that he was nude and vulnerable in front of a fully dressed man who owned him. Aiden felt too hot, his skin tingling all over, his balls heavy, his cock aching. Even his nipples felt tight and sensitive, itching to be touched and rubbed and sucked. Theyachedas Zain’s dark, intense gaze roamed over them.

God, he’d never wanted sex so much. He’d never wanted anyone this badly before. It was pure animal lust, and it was making his mouth dry, his knees weak, and all his blood rush to his crotch.He wanted to fuck.

“Admit it,” Aiden whispered hoarsely, meeting Zain’s eyes.Melted chocolate. Hot, melted chocolate.“You want me. Deep down, you’ve always wanted me.” Jesus, it was pathetichow muchhe wanted that to be true. How much he wanted this man to want him.

Zain rose to his feet with the grace of a predator, his eyes glinting with something hard and mean. “I don’t.But if you’re that eager to be a hole for my cock, fine. Bend over.”

Aiden sucked in a breath.“W-what?”

Zain gave him a steady look.“You heard me, Aiden. Bend over the bed.”

Aiden stared at him. Zain stared back.

Seconds dragged by, and the air in the room seemed to become impossibly thick.

“I’m waiting,” Zain said evenly.

Was that triumph in his expression? The asshole was trying to freak him out. Fuck that.

Aiden turned, walked to the bed, and did as he was told, ignoring the voice at the back of his mind that was screaming at him to stop and walk out of this room while he still could.

“Now what?” he said defiantly, his voice shaking only a little. There were mirrors in the headboard. He could see his own wide-eyed face in them. Aiden dropped his gaze and stared at the bedspread. White. It was white.

The silence was starting to make him nervous. When was Zain finally going to admit that he was bluffing? That repressed, closeted dick would never actually fuck him.

At long last, he felt some movement behind him. He could hear a drawer open and close.

There was the sound of something tearing, and then a slick sound, as if… as if something slick was rubbed into flesh.

Aiden swallowed, his pulse thundering in his ears. Was Zain actually…?

He attempted to look over his shoulder, but a firm hand pressed against his nape and held his head down. The pressure wasn’t forceful, but firm and commanding, and Aiden despised the way his body immediately went pliant, as if trained to obey its master. Its owner.

“Stay still,” Zain said from behind him.

“What—what are you doing?” Aiden whispered.

“Doing exactly as you suggested.” Something blunt and slick pushed against Aiden’s asshole. “Making use of your hole.”Zain leaned his weight forward, his hand flexing on Aiden’s nape as something—Zain’scock, holy shit—slowly, very slowly, inched into him.

Aiden gasped, his eyes widening in stunned disbelief. Zain seemed to have used an abundance of lube, so it didn’t really hurt, but the stretch was definitely uncomfortable given Zain’s size and the lack of prep.

Oh god, he had a cock in him. He hadZain’scock in him.

Aiden breathed deeply and did his best to relax until he finally felt Zain’s clothed hips press against his ass. He was fully in, holy shit. Zain’s cock felt like a giant rod lodged into his ass. Aiden wondered why gay men did this all the time. How was thissupposed to feel good? All it felt was uncomfortably full, like he wanted to take a shit.

“This is definitely not gay,” Aiden said with a laugh.“You’re the straightest man to ever straight.”

The grip on his nape tightened in warning, and Aiden shivered, hating himself a little for how much he enjoyed the bossy, grounding weight of it.

“You will shut up and take it,” Zain said nicely into his ear, his voice a little raspy as he pressed Aiden harder into the bed with his weight.“Like the good little hole you wanted to be.”

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