Hateful Love (King of Aces #1)

by T. Ashleigh

“Stop overthinkin’ it. Just relax. Let yourself go. Live a little.”

“We should have boundaries,”

“Yeah, don’t tell anyone we’re fucking, the end.”

“I’m being serious,” he snaps as he pushes me back.

“Not to sound like a dick…” I pause, not actually caring if I do or not because I am, in fact, a dick. “There’s not really any limits for me where sex is concerned. I mean, I’m not into watersports, blood play, or burnin’—no offense if that’s your thing—but everythin’ else is fair game.” “Blood play?” He looks at me...

“I was fascinated by the whole blood necklace thing with Angelina Jolie...

“Needless to say, a Google spiral led me dow...

“Who would like something like that?” “No clue, but to each their o...

he surprises me when he marches forward, throwing a leg over each of mine and straddling my lap. Fuck, yes. I’m pretty sure I’m no longer breathing when my hands settle on his thighs. I’m just watching him, waiting for him to decide what

he’s going to do next. He leans forward, bracing his hands on my shoulders, and it takes everything in me to not claim his mouth first. I made the last move so now it’s his turn. I need to know if he actually wants this as much as I do. His eyes are heated, taking in every inch of my face before he leans forward even more and brushes his lips against mine. It’s an experimental kiss, a light feathering of mouths that has me clenching his thighs. I desperately want to flip him over on this couch. I wonder if he’d fight me like he did in the woods? Goddamn, that was hot as hell.

I battle with flexing my hips up, not wanting to appear too eager, but he’s killin...

he deepens the kiss and I’m ready, opening for him at the first swipe of his tongue. When his hands start to glide down my chest, I move mine, enjoying the feel of the thickness under my palms. I never thought I’d be into a har...

He moans while rocking slightly into me and that’s when I feel his hard cock pressing against mine. Yeah, fuck this slow shit. I need more, now. Reaching between us, I get to work undoing both of our pants. “We need to get these off,” I mutter against his lips,...

Once both of our dicks are out, I can practically see his mouth watering. I chuckle, running a finger up his length as I tease him. “You’re lookin’ at it like you want it in that pretty mouth.” “I…” he trails off, his gray eyes flicking to mine with a look of uncertainty.

Never in my wildest imagination did I think Blaine Yates would want to suck my dick, but judging by the way he was staring at my cock, that’s exactly what he wants to do. I wrap my hand around the back of his neck, bringing our mouths together. He melts into the kiss, and I can’t believe the fucking whimper that leaves him when I bite down on his bottom lip before soothing away the sting with my tongue. My hands wander all over him—his solid chest, his amazing thighs, his fucking awesome ass—and all the while he squirms and whines like a dog in heat.

“Are you just gonna stare or are you gonna do somethin’ with it?” This snaps him out of it. He narrows his eyes at me, scoffing as he shoves my chest. “I’m not sucking your dick.” “Why?” I taunt, skating my hands under his shirt and up his back, bringing us closer once more. “You scared?” “Why should I be scared? It’s not that impressive,”

grab a fistful of his hair, yanking his head back. I appreciate the dark mark I left on his neck earlier before giving in and kissing it, then speaking. “Prove it.”

he slides off my lap and falls to his knees. Fuck, this is so hot. The perfect golden boy is on his knees for me, and it fills me with a rush of power that goes straight to my cock.

“Leave it on.” Wouldn’t want to ruin the fantasy, would I? He gives me a look but slowly shrugs it back on. I reach out, digging my fingers into his hair, hauling his mouth closer to where it needs to be. “Go ahead. You know you want to.”

“Fuck you,” he snaps, and I bite down on my tongue to stop my smirk. He licks his lips before returning his gaze to my cock. I can tell he’s not quite sure where to start or what to do, but my dick is ready to get sucked and I’m ...

He has the perfect body and the perfect life, but he’s finally found something he’s not good at. And I love that shit. “Here,” I say, grabbing the base of my cock and ...

you want your dick sucked, you’ll shut the fuck up.” “Then do it already,” I bark. “Get on with it or get out.”

A, wrapping his lips around me, and Jesus Christ, it feels so damn good. Just that little wet suction already has my dick jerking, begging to come. I hold back though, refusing to be a quick trigger.

humming around my length like it’s his favorite thing in the world. Before long, he has a steady pace, bobbing his head up and down my length like a natural. The noises he makes… Fuck, they’re what do it for me. The fact that he’s so into it helps too. “Just like that,” I moan, wanting to throw my head back but not wanting to miss a thing. “So fuckin’ good. Such a hot mouth.”

My praise lights him up, his eyes opening to flick to mine. He looks so good with his lips stretched around me, a bit of drool seeping from the corners of his mouth.

Those same gray eyes narrow at me, and a second later, he transforms. He attacks me with a renewed sense of determination. Turns out, all he needed was a little kick to the ego, something to strike up that competitive streak in him because now he’s giving it his all, and damn, there is no way I’m going to last. “Fuck, I’m close,”

“Gonna drink my cum, Blaine? Gonna be a man and take it?” He huffs against my length, and in a move I wasn’t prepared for, takes me all the way to the back of his throat and swallows. He fucking swallows, and that hot, hugging sensation causes me to come straight down his throat. “Fuck!”

“Fuck, yes.” I look down at him just as he pops off, licking the cum that’s decorating the corner of his mouth. “Gotta do you now.”

“No.” I cock a brow in confusion. “The fuck? Why not?” He swallows audibly and refuses to make eye co...

“Did you come?” I question in disbelief. “Fuck you!” he barks out, glaring at me. “Shit, you did! So my cock was impressive after all.”

“Fuck off, Silas.” He stands and fixes his clothes, tugging down his shirt to hide himself. “I’m leaving.”

“Those are bad for you,” he says, lingering near the hood of my car. “You don’t say?”

“Just a warning. You want to kill yourself with that shit, I won’t stop you.”

“Gimme your number.” “What? Why?” His gaze flies to mine in confusion. “Why else? We doin’ this again or was this just a one-off?” Two-off, but who’s being technical?

“Why do you need my number for that?”

“You want to discuss hookups in person? Maybe I’ll just show up at your locker when you’re in the middle of talkin’ to all...

“Done,” he mutters, giving it back to me. “Only use that for stuff like this.”

“I don’t wanna know about your day, what you had for dinner, or how football is goin’. We ain’t friends.”

“You act like I’m going to text you at all but it’ll be you...

This fucker did not. Staring back at me is the contact he decided to add for himself in my phone.

Cocky Jock

“This better be fuckin’ good or I’m gonna kick your ass.”

It’s almost pathetic the way I march up to him and crash our lips together. He grunts against my mouth, almost falling on his ass, but I’m there to hold him up by his hips. I tear my lips away and drag him backwards with me, shoving us both into one of the cramped stalls and locking it behind us.

“You don’t look too good,” he says, lips puffy and eyes narrowed in suspicion. “You high?”

“Shut up, I need to come.”

pull his dick out and start stroking him. He throws his head back while I free myself. I spit on our cocks, getting us nice and slick before I take us both in my fist.

“Fuck,” he groans, thrusting up into my hand. “I’d rather be doin’ this than sleepin’ in Mr. Herald’s.”

“I. Said. Shut. Up,” I bark, punching out each word as I jerk us harder, m...

All these sensations aren’t enough. I need something to ground me to reality, to make me feel like I’m alive. “Bite me,” I whisper against Silas’ ear, dropping my hand from his mouth before smashing his face into the crook of my neck. “Fucking bite me.”

Silas doesn’t even hesitate as he sinks his teeth into my skin. It’s so hard to hold back the groan I want to let out as stars explode behind my eyes and I come. Everything within me vibrates as I black out for a second, all the things that were dragging me down disappearing. I know I must have a dazed smile on my face, but I don’t give a shit. This is exactly what I needed.