Page 129 of Forgotten Prejudice

That made me laugh. “Rushing things?” I tilted my head down, trying to catch his eyes. “We’ve been fucking for almost seven years, babe. There’s no rushing here.”

His cheeks turned red, and as always, he was fucking adorable. Cupping his nape, I brought him close and kissed his forehead. “I think it’s about time we stop playing games,” I said, moving my lips to his neck and softly kissing him there. “I mean, we’re meant for each other, Ashy. Since we were fucking kids.”

“Kai.” He placed his hand on my chest, but that didn’t stop me from laying him on his back.

“What?” I chuckled, my fingers caressing his soft skin.

“I’m not in the mood,” he muttered, a small smile on his face.

“That’s okay.” I slid my hand down his body until reaching the waistband of his pants. “I’ll get you there.” My lips moved to the shell of his ear, and I tugged on it.

“I mean it.” He chuckled, pushed me off him, and sat back up.

With a grunt, I rolled to my back and squeezed the bridge of my nose. “Fine.”

“I’m going to go get something warm from the car,” he said before getting up.

Opening my eyes, I looked at the starry sky and decided to try again. Ash loved playing hard to get, but eventually, he always ended up beneath me, begging me to go harder.

“Jesus, Kai, you’ve only got this stupid hoodie here,” he complained with his back to me while holding the lilac hoodie I’d stolen from his closet years ago.

“It’s my favorite,” I said, approaching him from behind.

Ash always complained that I’d kept that thing.

“I don’t know why you still have it—Kai,” he groaned when I wrapped my arms around his waist and hugged him tight.

Moving my lips to his neck, I sucked him there, ignoring his whining before going up to his ear.

“Kai, stop it,” he rasped as I sucked on the shell of his ear and slid my hands underneath his shirt. “Kai—”

My hard cock ached in my jeans, and I pushed my hips forward, rutting against his ass while cupping him over his pants. He was getting hard himself, so I squeezed him firmly, enjoying how his erection fitted perfectly into my palm.

“Just relax, babe.” My breath grew heavier with my arousal. “You’re already hard.”

“I said, stop it!” he yelled a second before he turned around and—

Smack.

“What the fuck, Ash?” I snarled after he punched me to the ground. Shocked, I moved a hand over the spot he’d just hit.

“I-I told you I’m not in the mood.” He breathed heavily and took a step back until he was met with the truck while shaking his hand.

“So you punched me?” I snapped, getting up to my feet. “What the actual fuck?” I shouted in his face, not giving a shit that he’d flinched like a scared pup.

Fury ran through my veins at his rejection, and I spat some blood on the ground before bending down to pick up my shirt. “You actually punched me!” I rubbed my jaw, still not believing he did that.

“L-Let me see—” He tried touching me, but I pushed his hand away.

“Fuck off, Ash.” I began collecting our stuff back into the car while trying hard to calm down and block him out because the longer he kept saying he was sorry, the angrier I got.

Ash

After Kai packed our things, we got inside the truck and drove back home in complete silence. Whenever I glanced at him and saw the bruise on the right side of his face, my stomach twisted with guilt. I’d already been feeling guilty this whole week over that kiss I shared with Soren, and tonight, I’d just added another match to the fire.

I knew Kai would bring up the being exclusive thing tonight, and after avoiding the subject for the past few days, I thought I’d finally be ready to discuss it. But when the time came, I got cold feet. He was already planning our summer together while I was still thinking about how good Soren’s lips felt on mine and how hard he’d gotten me in a matter of a few seconds. I didn’t want to feel this way. I didn’t want to think of Soren when it was Kai’s lips kissing me, and it was why I originally shoved him off me. Only that he kept pushing, and I snapped.

Literally.