Page 85 of Forgiving Utah

I go completely still, unsure if I heard him right. “What did you just say?”

“Fuck me,” Dev repeats, stalking closer. “You need to relieve some stress, and I'm willing. We live together. Why not?”

“Why not?” I scoff, even as my cock starts to perk up. “I can think of like a hundred reasons.”

“Such as?”

About a billion excuses sit on my tongue, but with each step Devon takes, he chases another one away. My leather jacket slides to the carpet as he tugs off his shirt.

“Come on, hot shot.” His palms find my chest, fingers going for the buttons on my dress shirt. When he presses his lips against my throat, every blood cell left in my brain shoots south. “You had a hard day. Let me make it better.”

“Fuck.” My hands fall to his waist when I tilt my head to give him better access. Each brush of his knuckles on my sternum sends shivers down my spine until the shirt finally falls from my shoulders. “We… probably shouldn't. All the shit that's happened between us, you know?”

Dev continues to lick and suck on my neck as he wraps my tie around his fist. “You need it. I need it. Let's not be Devon and Christian tonight. We're just two guys looking to scratch an itch.”

“Yeah?” A groan slips free when he dips his fingertips behind the waistband of my pants. “You want to get fucked by me?”

Dios mio, am I really considering this? Am I that hard up right now that I'm willing to fuck not only a guy, but Devon? I mean, he's sucked my cock and I've sucked his. Kind of. But this is… a whole other level of batshit insane.

“What, it's hard to believe?” He laughs, reaching down to cup my hard-on. “Looks like you're pretty into the idea.”

“Obviously, I'm into it, fool, it's sex. I fucking love sex, but is it a good idea for us?”

That makes him pause. He leans back slightly to look at me, brows furrowed. “Why wouldn't it be?”

His body is still pressed to mine, and I roll my hips despite myself. The drag of his cock against my thigh banishes the apprehension, even though I know it was probably for good reason. Fuck if I can remember why though.

Instead, I just say the first thing that pops into my head. “Don't you need to, like… get ready?”

“What?”

“Like…” My hands smooth down his back to grip his ass cheeks against my will. Swear those fuckers have a mind of their own. “Prep, or whatever? Clean out?”

Devon stares at me lengthily, his eyes widening until he throws his head back to laugh. “I haven't eaten all day. Or yesterday, now that I think about it.”

“Are you for real?” Gripping his shoulders, I gape at him in horror. “You left my mother's house hungry? Fuck, don't ever tell her. She'll never let me hear the end of it.”

His grin turns soft, making my heart do all kinds of weird shit when he uses his grip on my tie to tug me into my room. “You can feed me later. Right now, the only thing I want to eat is your cock.”

“Seriously, it's like a major sin to have an empty stomach in her eyes. She'll think I'm abusing you!”

“Why don't you abuse my ass instead?” With that, he shoves me onto my bed before crawling onto my lap. “And maybe stop talking about your mom? I'm into a lot of kinks, but that's not one of them.”

“Shut the fuck up, asshole.” I grab his waist and flip us around so that I'm the one on top. It makes him laugh again, a sound I'm beginning to enjoy way too much.

“Go ahead then. Shut me up.”

The challenge in his features sends a wave of heat coursing through my veins. Single handedly undoing my pants, I scoot up his chest and pull myself out. “This what you want, pastelito? Something to fill you up?”

He parts his lips to respond, but I shove my cock to the back of his throat before he can speak. The feel of him gagging around it nearly makes my eyes cross, especially when he grips my hips to swallow me deeper.

“Fuck, that's right. Get me all wet, baby.”

As Devon swallows my shaft, I lean over to open my nightstand drawer. The moment I toss down a small bottle of lube and a condom, he pops off my cock with a chuckle.

“Always prepared to fuck an ass, are we?”

“Lube’s not just for asses,” I snort, getting to my feet. “You can use it for a lot of fun things.”