Page 2 of Sinister
I wiggled my brows at him. “I really can be if you want me to.” He and I both knew I’d never touch him though. One, he wasn’t my type. Two, I’d never do anything that could potentially destroy our friendship. And three, Derrick was as straight as straight came. He was so secure in his sexuality that being teased didn’t even bother him.
He shoved me back a step with a laugh. “If I ever want something up my ass, Josh, I promise you’ll be the first to know.”
I snorted. No doubt I would because if there was one thing I knew about Derrick, he would make sure he was damn good at something before doing it with a stranger.
Chapter 2
Leo
I lounged back in my seat, waiting for Burne to finally get his ass to class. It wasn’t like him to be late. Normally, he was one of the first people here, waiting on me. Burne didn’t fuck around about school. This was all he had, and since my mom—bless her rich ass heart—started paying for his tuition when she realized how serious we were, he didn’t want to let her down.
His first semester of freshman year had been covered by student loans, but Mom didn’t think he should go into debt so early in adulthood, especially when he didn’t really have a family to fall back on. He came from nothing—a too-big family in a too-small house in a really bad neighborhood. And while his family loved him and supported him, I knew life hadn’t been easy for him otherwise.
Finally, right as I was about to text him and demand to know where in the hell he was at, he stepped into the lecture hall, an annoyed look on his face. He dropped into the seat next to me and then grabbed the back of my neck, pulling my lips to his in a hard kiss. I moaned into his mouth, my hand fisting in his leather jacket to draw him closer to me.
I couldn’t get enough of him. Never had been able to, and the longer we were together, the more intense it all got.
“Sorry,” he muttered, pulling back from me. He brushed his thumb over my bottom lip when I groaned in protest. “Fucking professor wanted to talk to me about my damn essay.” He rolled his eyes. “And then she asked me if I was available to tutor another student. I turned that shit down.”
I laughed. Burne was horrible with other people. He hated human interaction. It was a fucking miracle he and I were even together, but we’d ended up drunkenly hooking up at a party during our freshman year of college, and the rest was history. He refused to let me go, and while his obsession might have been alarming to other people, I relished in his attention.
“All good. Was just worried,” I told him.
“Our guy come in yet?” he asked me, referring to Josh Boone. We’d never seen him around campus until our sophomore semester started, and he came in with his best friend that everyone knew, Derrick Cowley. So far, the two of them seemed like a hugely unlikely pair. Derrick was loud and outgoing—and a bit obnoxious—whereas Josh was quiet and reserved. But somehow, they were the best of friends, and Burne and I had both witnessed Derrick ready to beat someone’s ass over Josh a few weeks ago.
The kid had only said one thing about Josh being a nerdy douchebag when Josh refused to help him with the homework he should have done before class, and Derrick almost launched himself into the row in front of them. Josh had to drag his best friend out of the lecture hall, and they didn’t end up returning.
Leo and I had been insanely attracted to Josh the moment we saw him. He was fucking gorgeous with a slightly nerdy look about him. Those glasses of his made him extra fucking hot. But unlike other nerds, Josh was muscular like he worked out every day. But he wasn’t extremely bulky. He was tall with broad shoulders and a narrow, tapered waist. And I really wanted to span my hands along that waist and drag him onto my lap—let him ride my dick until he was delirious with the need to come.
“Not yet,” I answered Burne’s question. “Been watching for him, though.” Because when the fuck wasn’t I? We were basically fucking obsessed, and we didn’t even know if the guy was into dudes.
A fucking mess, really.
Every once in a while, Burne and I had threesomes with another guy. We still loved each other, but we loved watching each other with different men. And the sex we had after was fucking out of this goddamn world hot. And we wanted to experience that with Josh. I just hoped our obsession with Josh didn’t fuck everything up. It was our only concern with even entertaining the thought of being with Josh.
“There he is,” Burne wistfully sighed, his eyes locked on the man of the hour as he walked into the room with Derrick.
I looked up and groaned at the sight of him. He was wearing a pair of dark jeans paired with a white and black hoodie, and Converse on his feet. His blonde hair was a mess, and his green eyes were framed by those black-rimmed glasses, just like always. I’d never seen him with contacts, and honestly, I never wanted to. Those glasses fucking did something for me.
“When’s the last time you got laid, Josh?” Derrick asked his best friend once they were seated. I groaned beneath my breath, and Burne rested his hand on my thigh. Neither of us wanted to hear about Josh’s latest fucking conquest. Burne and I were jealous mother fuckers.
And us being jealous of someone Josh slept with…that was dangerous. We weren’t supposed to get attached to anyone but each other. But it was too fucking late for both of us.
“Last night,” Josh told him, rolling his eyes as he dropped his bag by his seat. I cringed, and Burne tightened his hand on my thigh.
“I mean actually got a dick shoved up your ass, bro,” Derrick retorted, rolling his eyes. Anyone else might have found it crude, but honestly, once we heard Derrick speak enough, it just seemed normal coming from him.
At Derrick’s words, I swung my gaze to Burne at the same time he looked at me, both of us a bit shocked. We’d been admiring Josh from afar because we didn’t know he was gay. Neither of us wanted to be rejected. We hadn’t been so far, but that was because we knew the guys we were fucking with were gay, bi, or at least exploring. But fuck, if Josh was gay, then we needed to make a move—and fast. Because with a body and gorgeous face like that, it was only a matter of time before someone snatched him up.
“He’s gay?” Burne hissed, his fingers digging into my thigh so hard, it hurt. But I welcomed his pain.
I nodded. “Seems that way,” I whispered.
And then, we heard the fucking best words ever.
Josh agreed to go to the Halloween party with Derrick. My dick was so hard behind my zipper, it hurt. I shifted in my seat, hissing under my breath, willing my dick to go down.
But of course, Burne was a goddamn tease.
