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Getting impatient, I wrapped my arms around him, slowly dragging my hands down his body to cup him over his dark jeans. He winced in my hold, and I smiled before licking his nape.

“You’re like a big dog,” he giggled.

“Yeah?” I hummed, dragging my lips over his hot skin.

He moaned a yes, sending his hand back to fist my hair. “Yeah… but let’s continue inside, okay?”

I nodded, only then noticing the door was wide open.

Sweet.

He walked in first with me right behind, my eyes set on his ass, which I couldn’t wait to pound. Shutting the door with a kick, I reached for him.

“You’re probably the hottest man I’ve ever met,” I said, lips back on his neck.

He tossed his head back, submitting to my touch.

“You’re not too bad yourself, Mr. Rivas.”

Whenever he called me that, my mind went crazy, and finally being able to do something about it, I turned him around so he’d face me, then, in a quick move, lifted him up. His lips were back on mine as he crossed his legs around me, allowing me to carry him into⁠—

“Where’s the bedroom?”

“Somewhere over there.” He waved his hand in a general direction.

I guess we’ll find it.

With him in my arms, I walked us into the apartment, fumbling in the dark to find the right room. It was a task, I’d say, especially with how painfully hard I was—enough to make me fear my dick would burst any second. Thankfully, I found a room with a bed, which was good enough.

Tossing Ariyan on the mattress, I lay above him, my lips back on his body as I began kissing every inch I could reach.

“Why did it take us so long?” I asked, licking along his collarbones.

“What do you mean?” he chuckled, his fingers tracing lines on my back.

I rose to look him in the eyes. “I wanted to fuck you the first time I saw you.”

“What are you waiting for, then?” He dragged his hand up his body. “I’m all yours now.”

Having him spread on the bed beneath me, looking like a damn angel, made me throb, and I reached down and cupped myself over my jeans, giving my dick a firm squeeze to calm down. Ariyan cupped my face in his hands, then led me down slowly until our lips met. The soft kiss quickly heated up, turning violent as we both fought for dominance. Assaulting his mouth with mine, it was all about lips biting and teeth clashing. It was messy, sloppy, and wet, yet hot. So fucking hot. He groaned into my mouth, his fingers running through my hair and keeping me close until⁠—

“Get naked,” he said.

Nodding, I rose and got rid of my shirt.

He placed his fingers on my abs, slowly dragging them down, causing my hair to stand on end until he tugged on the waistband of my jeans.

“Pants, too.”

My hands went straight to my fly, and with the room basically spinning, I fumbled, falling to my side as I tried kicking off my jeans.

Fuck.

As I struggled to get naked, I felt the bed shifting. Looking aside, I saw Ariyan had gotten up.

“Why did you stop?” he asked, eyes locked with mine. “Go on.” He nudged his head forward. “I wanna see that cock.”

My pulse quickened, pounding in my ears, and I quickly did as he said, getting my jeans and boxer briefs out of the fucking way. His stare immediately went down to my hard dick. I was big. Big enough to admit it, and cocky, I grabbed the base of my cock and gave myself a slow stroke.