Page 9 of Sinister
I caught up to him outside of the building, and I quickly grabbed his wrist, yanking him to the side so we were out of everyone’s way. My chest was heaving, and I held up a finger, trying to gulp some air into my lungs. How the hell did he move so fucking fast?
His green eyes widened in surprise, shock covering his features. “Leo?” he rasped.
I offered a crooked grin in response. Josh rubbed the back of his neck, studying me like he was trying to figure me out. It was an adorable expression, and I felt myself falling just a little bit harder for him. Shit, if he didn’t agree to this, I was fucked. He was going to unintentionally leave me heartbroken.
“What are you doing here?” he asked, dropping his hand back to his side.
“Burne and I want more,” I told him, just getting it out there. There was no need to beat around the bush. We’d already been intimate with each other, and I hated it when someone just couldn’t get to the point of a conversation with me. I imagined Josh might have felt the same. He’d seemed to enjoy asking questions Halloween night to get straightforward answers.
Josh’s lips softly parted. Then, he swallowed thickly, his Adam’s apple bobbing. I wanted to sink my teeth into it, wanted to watch him arch his back as he whimpered in surprise and pain. “Really?”
I nodded, taking a step closer to him. He didn’t back up, which I took as a good sign. If he wasn’t retreating, then Burne and I might have a chance. “We want more, Josh. What do you say to coming over to our place tonight?”
A tentative smile tilted Josh’s lips, and he nodded his head. My shoulders relaxed a little. The first part was over. Now, Burne and I just had to convince him to stay and be with us.
“Yeah; I’ll be there.” He grabbed his phone out of his back pocket and handed it to me. I bit my lip to hide my smile at his phone case. It was a shimmery black with silver cat ears at the top. “Type your number in.”
My grin came through, and I quickly punched my number in, then sent a text to myself so I had his number, too. My hand shook the tiniest bit as I handed his phone back to him, my heart racing. This was a step in the right direction, but I was nervous as hell.
Shocking the fuck out of me, Josh gripped my chin between his thumb and pointer finger, pulling my lips to his. I moaned when his lips touched mine, and I gripped his hoodie, twisting the soft material between my fingers, my lips opening beneath his welcomed assault. He licked into my mouth, his tongue dancing with mine, before he pulled back, leaving both of us panting.
Holy shit, he could kiss.
“I’ll see you later,” he breathed.
My heart was hammering in my chest as he sauntered away, his ass looking fucking amazing in his tight jeans. I sagged against the brick wall behind me, trying to catch my breath, my hands trembling. I pulled out my phone and texted our address to Josh before flipping over to my conversation with Burne.
He’s coming to our place tonight.
Fuck. That was easier than I thought it would be.
He kissed me.
*wink emoji* Did you enjoy yourself, baby?
Fuck yes, I did.
My phone vibrated in my hand, and I quickly tapped the notification. It was a text from Josh.
I choked at the image, all of my blood rushing so fast to my dick that it momentarily made me light-headed.
Josh had sent me a dick pic. He had his hand fisted around his shaft. Precum glistened on the tip, and my mouth watered. His tip was a darker shade of pink than the rest of his cock—still as pretty as I remembered it being on Halloween night.
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Fuuuuuuck. You goddamn tease.
I quickly flipped back to my text messages with Burne.
He just sent me a dick pic, and I need you to meet me somewhere. Don’t care where. Holy fuuuuuck.
Meet me in the bathrooms across the hall from our psychology class. I’ll take care of you, baby.
Goddammit, what was I going to do with two men like this in my life?
God fucking help me.
Chapter 7
