Page 69 of Mistaken Prejudice

“Do you remember what you said last night?” I waited for his answer as I watched him purse his lips.

“I said a lot of things… You think you can direct me?” He leaned forward and rested his arms on his knees.

“After I gave you water…”

“When I asked you to fuck me?”

He didn’t even remember the part where he told me he loved me. I feel like such a fool. As if someone as perfect as him would love someone as fucked-up as me. Just like Diesel said, to him, I am nothing more than a distraction.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when Miles grabbed my hand and pulled me to stand between his spread legs.

“Hey.” He rubbed his thumb over my skin. “You’re not talking about the I love you part, right? I know we were high on ecstasy, but it’s still valid. There is a law about it. I swear I read it somewhere.” He chuckled.

I clenched my hand around him. “Wait, so you do remember it?”

His brows pulled together. “Do I remember? How could I possibly forget?”

Relief washed over me, and I let out a deep breath before sitting beside him on my bed. “Fuck, I was scared it was the ecstasy talking and not you— Ouch!” I yelped and looked at Miles, who once again hit me. “Stop hitting me all the—” I was pushed on my back, Miles on top of me, before I could finish my words.

“It’s unlike you to be this insecure. First, you ignored me because you felt embarrassed, and now you doubt when I tell you I love you?” He frowned down at me, but even then, he looked adorable. I raised my hand to his face and tracked those two beauty marks I adored.

“It’s hard for me to believe,” I spoke slowly as I traced my fingers over his silky skin, “how someone like you can love someone like me.”

He shook his head and gave me a confused look. “Like… me? If it’s about me being rich and you—”

“No.” I chuckled. “It has nothing to do with money… You’re just, you’re so perfect, Miles.”

He shook his head. A dark expression crossed his face before he spoke. “No… I’m not. You have no idea what you’re talking about.” He closed his eyes and leaned further into my touch. “Trust me when I tell you, I’m anything but perfect.”

It seemed like there was something he wanted to tell me but didn’t.

“You’re the perfect one, Andrei. So good and kind,” he mumbled.

I continued to touch him, gently moving my hand from his cheeks to his lips. He parted them for me, and I crossed my thumb over his bottom lip as I slowly felt his tension build up.

“Sometimes I think how everything about you was made for me,” I said as he sucked my finger in. “Your mouth.” I pulled my digit from his mouth and moved my hand to his neck, softly tracing the marks I left there. “Your body, your voice.” I trailed my fingers lower with each word. First his collarbones, then his chest, his stomach. I softly collected all the marks that proved he belonged to me until my hand traveled down his V. A deep groan left his throat as I cupped him over his shorts and only now noticed they were my own.

“Wearing my clothes?” The idea of him being covered in my clothes and having my scent on him drove me crazy.

“Fuck… Yes,” he moaned as I pushed my hand underneath the cloth and gave his hardening cock a little squeeze. “I-I’m sorry I didn’t ask you first—” He tried to speak but was more focused on moving his hips over my lap and grinding into my fist.

“Don’t apologize.” I smirked. “I didn’t say I dislike it… In fact.”

I used my free hand to grab his neck and pull him down. He met me with an open mouth, and I devoured him.

“I love it.” I rasped between kissing. “You wearing my clothes, in my room, on my bed. It’s driving me crazy.”

I seized the moment and turned us around, so now Miles was on his back underneath me. My needy bunny already knew what he craved, and he raised his hips from the bed and spread his legs, making room for me. Showing me my way home.

“That’s a good boy.” I praised him while getting rid of his shorts. Once they were out of the way, I lowered myself between his spread thighs. Not wasting another minute, I parted my lips and wrapped them around his hard length.

Miles’s hips jolted off the bed as I took him all the way down my throat, only to slowly pull back and lick his tip.

“Holy fuck,” he moaned as I moved my lips to suck on his balls and used my hands to part his ass cheeks and reveal his gorgeous hole. It was still red and swollen from when he had ridden me a couple of hours ago, and it was the hottest sight I’d ever seen. I almost nutted in my briefs from seeing the traces my cock left on his body, and all I wanted was to sink back inside his hole and fill him up with my cum until it dripped out. Holy shit. I never had such perverted thoughts before, but Miles apparently made me kinky.

I leaned forward and poked his hole with my tongue. The way his body shivered under my touch only turned me on and made me thrust my tongue deeper inside him until he trembled and twisted around me.

“Oh, f-fuck. Andrei,” he cried out while grabbing my hair. “P-Please.”