Page 106 of Shadowman
And then I feel something…
Somethinghardbetween our grinding bodies.
“Mmf…Byron, baby, tell me you feel it,” he groans, eyes rolling back.
Wait…
My movements slow.Did he just… call me baby?
The way he’s greedily squeezing the flesh of what’s basically my ass… It’s the way someone holds you while you’re fucking them into the mattress.
The fog is lifting, and it gives him an opportunity to flip me over. In a blink, he’s on top of me, using the odd sexual carnality flowing between us to his advantage. I hit him with more blows, wherever I can, mostly at his body while attempting to wriggle out from under him.
He’s not bulky, but he has muscle and more strength than I’d assumed. Now that our bodies are sort of writhing together, I canfeelhis definition, rather than just seeing it, the strain in his plump slopes and firm ridges.
He’s also noticeably…Flexible.
“Fuckin’ hell,” he purrs, pinning my arms down. “You are so pretty when you’re mad.”
H-huh…?
This bubble we’re in is hazy and stifling, the fury turning sweeter with every breath and tangled motion. The fighting, our movements… They’ve blurred from violent to strangely sensual.
Goddamn… I can’t tell if I’m pissed off or… about to shove my dick in him.
Probably both.
“Shut up,” I seethe, then choke when he presses his hips into mine. “Wait… Don’t…”
“Don’twhat?” His black hair is hanging in his eyes, pale skin all blushed pink.
I have to chomp down on my lip to stop from moaning, and it’ssoconfusing.
God, why does this feel so fucking good??
It’s then that I realize there aretwothings between us.Bothhard as fucking rocks.Honestly, mine might be harder…
“Fuck you.” I squirm beneath him, using all my strength to buck him off. But instead, it just feels like we’re… humping. “I don’t… want this…”
“Mmm… But youneedit,” Trevel drawls, dragging his stiff cock along mine.
My confusing erection pulses, and I whimper.
No no no…
Terror grips my chest, reality creeping back and reminding me that we’re not alone. We’re surrounded by people whocan’tknow how much I like this…
Erupting with all my might, I finally overpower him, flipping him onto his back once more.
I lean over him and whisper frantically, “Tap out.” I’m mortified, flaming shame rushing up my neck.I can’t do this in front of all these people…“Tap the fuck out,now, Trevel, please…”
Without any hesitation, he taps on the floor. I don’t wait for anyone to say a word. Jumping up, I stagger to my feet and storm away before anyone can look at me. I’m practically running.
Fortunately, the crowd is cheering, as if I just won the fight. But that’s not how it feels. I don’t feel like I won…I feel like I lost, big time.
Storming around the corner, I head straight for the locker room. I know Brenner and Linetti will come after me, but I just need a second to clear my head, away from everyone else. I need a second alone to think.
And to get my dick under control before someone realizes I’m tenting my jumpsuit pants.
