Page 128 of Heated Rivalry 1
He didn’t actually know Hayden Pike at all. He knew he was an average forward, extremely unremarkable in the looks department, and Shane’s best friend.
Shane walked a few steps behind the couch, standing between the living room and the kitchen. “Hey, Hayden. How’s, um...how’s the baby?”
Ilya smirked to himself. Shane had forgotten Hayden’s baby’s name.
“Amber. Right. Is she...good?”
Hayden must have had a very long answer to that question, because Shane went silent for a while. Ilya endured about fiveminutes of Shane saying nothing but “Oh yeah?” and “That’s cool” and “Right” before he stood and gave Shane alook.
Shane shrugged at him.What do you want me to do?
Ilya had an idea.
He crossed the room until he was standing right in front of Shane. He gave him a little smile, and Shane furrowed his brow at him.
Ilya’s gaze darted down to Shane’s crotch, then back up again. Shane shook his head silently.
“So how’s Jackie doing?” Shane asked the phone. “Tired?”
Ilya unfastened the button on Shane’s shorts. Shane shook his head again, more forcefully this time.
But he wasn’t, like,stopping him.
Ilya slowly pulled down the zipper, and was rewarded with a sharp inhale from Shane.
Shane’s shorts dropped to the floor, and Ilya sank to his knees.
He glanced up and saw Shane mouthingDon’t, eyes bugged wide.
Ilya pulled an exaggerated confused face.Don’t what?
He carefully peeled Shane’s briefs off and slid them down to join his shorts on the floor.
To be fair, Shane’s dick was soft, so maybe he reallydidn’twant Ilya to be doing this. Ilya sat back on his heels and glanced up at Shane’s face, trying to gauge whether or not he was into this game.
Shane bit his bottom lip as he gazed back at him, and Ilya knew it was game on.
“Uh, just one second, Hayden. My mom is calling. One sec.”
He hit the mute button on his phone and snarled at Ilya, “What thefuck? Knock it off!”
“I think you want it.”
“I... I mean...”
“No?”
“It’s fucking creepy.”
“Is hot, though, yes?”
Shane huffed. “Later, okay?”
“I might not want to later.”
“Ilya...”
“I won’t touch you. If you don’t get hard, I won’t do anything. Deal?”
