Page 51 of Unexpected Prejudice

“Fuck, Jordan. Just thinking about your dick makes me so hard that it’s painful. I can’t help but touch myself.” He was out of breath, and my nasty mind had to have him.

Right. Fucking. Now.

“Don’t,” I snapped, panicking he’d finish without me. “Wait for me.”

“Why should I?”

“Because my dick is so hard for you, baby. I’ll make it worth your while. I promise to fuck you all night long. I’ll do it until you won’t be able to walk. I’ll give it to you slow, deep, and rough. Whatever you want. Just tell me where you are so I can take care of you.”

Every nerve in my body trembled with tension. I felt like a predator on a hunt. No. I wasn’t the predator. I was the prey. Did I care? Absolutely not. My yearning for him was stronger than my judgment, my pride, and I was ready to be caught.

The line went silent, and a moment later, I heard music coming from the other side of the house—my clue.

“You’re getting warmer.” Shay-Lee chuckled as the sounds became louder.

“Warmer.” My heart rate picked up with each word.

“Oh, Jordan, you’re so fucking close,” he said as I stood in front of a closed door, and all I could hear was the pumping beat. I hung up the phone and walked inside the room, closing the door behind me.

As soon as I stepped in, Shay-Lee pushed himself up on his elbows and stretched his gorgeous, toned body over the bed. His legs were long and masculine, his abs defined, and his strong chest rose and fell with each breath he took while stroking himself lazily. The sight of his dick, hard and dripping, wrapped in his fist, was so arousing that I didn’t even care about the bag of white powder laid out on the nightstand. The rolled-up bill and the credit card left no room for misunderstanding, but asking about the drug could wait for later. I didn’t give a fuck about anything but doing him at the moment.

“Found me.” His luscious lips curved into a captivating smile, and I almost fell to my knees when he pulled his legs back and spread them, giving me a full view of his stretched hole.

“Get rid of the towel,” he ordered.

After dropping the towel and my phone to the floor, I was left naked and fired up, with my cock on full display for his craving eyes.

Shay-Lee got up from the bed, locked his gaze on mine, and walked toward me. He hooked his finger underneath the golden necklace I wore today and pulled me into a sloppy, open-mouth kiss that made my eyes roll to the back of my head.

I cupped his neck and held him close as he moved his hands up and down my body. He smelled so good. He tasted so fine, but a kiss wasn’t enough. Not even close.

Still ravishing his mouth with my own, I grabbed his hips and lifted him off the floor. Shay-Lee wrapped his arms and legs around my body, allowing me to manhandle him as I began to walk farther into the room.

Holding him, I walked us both to the bed and put him down on the edge before kneeling on the floor in front of him. Hooking his arms under his knees, he brought them to his chest and spread his legs for me.

A feral growl escaped my throat as I eyed his pink hole. Licking my lips, I parted his cheeks even farther apart and darted my tongue out to lick his open and stretched hole. He tasted so good, and his clean, manly taste made my cock leak with anticipation.

“Oh, fuck,” he moaned as I flicked my tongue over his skin before I pushed it in and ate him like a starved man. His hole was already wet, and I could taste the lube on my lips as I continued to work his ass open with my mouth.

“Fuck, Jordan. Yes. Fuck.” His voice was deep, throaty, and at the same time, on the verge of whiny.

Moving my hand to his balls, I rolled them in my palm then gave them a little squeeze that made him moan his heart out.

I was busy eating him out and playing with his balls when Shay-Lee reached between his legs and grabbed my face. His palms pressed hard against my jaw, forcing me to look at him. “You promised to fuck me, so do it.” He urged me with his flushed cheeks, ample lips, and glossy blue eyes that looked studded with diamonds. He was so unbelievably beautiful that it was on the verge of being uncomfortable.

I licked my lips clean, tasting him on them, and eagerly nodded as I got up from the floor while giving my dick a long tug.

Grabbing his legs, I pulled him closer, so he was right on the edge of the bed, with his ass pressed to me and his legs resting on my shoulders. I moved my thumb over his wet hole, which was stretched and ready, just as he promised. The more I looked at him, the harder it was to restrain myself, to contain the ache that found a place in my chest.

I grabbed my cock and brought the tip to his entrance when Shay-Lee put his feet on my chest, stopping me from moving.

“Jordan,” he said, making me look at him.

“What?”

“Are you going to fuck me raw?” He had a teasing smile glued to his lust-soaked face, and it took me a moment to get what he was saying.

“Oh, shit—” I gasped, stepped back, and got my bare cock away from his ass. I was so caught up in the situation that I forgot about protection. “—Fuck, I’m so sorry.”