Page 110 of One More Time

“Shut up,” he says and then removes his hand. His nose trails up my neck and to my ear where he bites down on it roughly, making me moan.

“I said, shut up,” he says softly, and then his tongue snakes across my jaw to my lips. They tremble as I try to fight back my arousal, but it’s too much.

His lips descend on mine and I open for him, eager, needy. Another moan slips from my mouth and he bites down on my bottom lip roughly, making me gasp.

“What did I say?” he says. “No sounds. I don’t want to hear them. I want you to keep all of that inside. Can you do that?”

I nod and then arch my hips up, wanting more friction on my dick, but he doesn’t give it to me. Instead, he takes a step back and takes in my clothes. They’re ridiculous. I bought them at a thrift store two days ago in preparation for this day. And I know I did well because he chuckles softly and then reaches out and ripsmy shirt open, the buttons flying across the room from the force of it. My chest is exposed now and Alec’s eyes fall to it.

“Underneath all of that, is this,” he says, his finger trailing across my nipple. It hardens in response, and I roll my lips between my teeth to keep the whimpers in.

“Now what about that dick, that ass?” he says and then reaches out and flips me around, my face pressed against the cool wall. His hand moves up to my hair and he presses my face into the cool plaster.

I gasp and he swats at my ass. “Quiet, Jude. You shut the fuck up. Not a fucking sound.”

I nod as his hands slide up my chest, tweaking my nipples roughly before falling back down to my waist. He undoes the button on my khaki pants and slides them down, leaving me completely exposed.

“No underwear? You’re just that desperate to be fucked, hm?”

I mean, yeah, I am. I have been.

His hands reach down and grab on to my cheeks, spreading them. I moan once more, arching back, wanting more, wanting it all, but of course, he doesn’t give it to me.

Instead, he smacks my ass hard, and I fall forward, my skin stinging. My fingers clutch at the wall, grappling for something when he leans down and grabs my skin roughly, making me gasp and writhe under him. His face is pressed against my crack, and I claw at the wall, needing more. It’s been so long since I’ve had him, so long.

I want it all.

“Just a dirty little nerdy slut,” he says as his hand reaches around and grasps my aching dick. I let out a needy whimper and he bites down on my ass hard.

“Oh my god,” I moan, the sting of it making my entire body thrum with pleasure. “Please, please.”

“I know, baby,” he says softly as he spreads me open and licks across my hole. The ruse has stopped for the moment. This is just us now.

I gasp, needy and wanting more, so Alec does it again, swirling his tongue across me.

“Fuck,” he grunts as his tongue presses against my hole, sloppy, wet, making me keen and thrash until my legs almost give out.

He finally pulls away, both of us panting.

“Get your ass on my bed,” he says, and I hesitate a moment, suddenly unsure.

“What? What’s wrong?” he asks softly, looking up at me from where I am sagging against the wall.

“What if—” my words trail off. “What if I can’t do it? What if you hate it?”

He stands up and spins me around, my back hitting the wall as he cups my jaw with his hand.

“I don’t care what happens. I just want to be here with you. I love everything we do together.”

I nod and feel my eyes sting, my body still thrumming with the need to come.

“Now, get onto my bed, Jude, or else I’m going to have to carry you and make you.”

I scramble to do as he says, my legs shaking and wobbly as I make my way across his living room, down the hallway, and to his room. The nerd pants cling to my ankles, and I kick them off, wanting to be rid of them once and for all.

As soon as I make it to the bed, I climb up onto it and stick my ass up, my face pressed into the cool sheets.

Alec is right behind me and he grabs on to me, taking a handful of my ass into each palm and squeezing.

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