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“Jesus, the way you look at him…” Frankie mutters. “I wish someone would look at me like that.” “Like what?” “Like they wanna fight me and fuck me at the same time.”
“Oh my God,” he chokes out. “Shit, Nate.” “I know,” I say softly, watching his body move as he grinds his ass up, fucking me back. “Fuck. Keep going just like that. You look so hot like this, baby.”
“Is Frankie in your bed right now?” “No.” He stares up into my eyes, then swallows before he whispers, “Do it then. Break me.”
“Fuck, baby, you look so pretty,” I whisper, possessively grazing my thumb over the hickey beneath his ear. “You look like mine.” “Don’t,” he pleads, and I cock my head, watching him look up at me with sad eyes and a fragile heart. “Don’t make me fall for you.”
“If you even try to make me jealous tonight, I’ll fuck you so hard and for so long, you’ll never want dick again by the time I’m done with you.” “I’m not gonna try to make you jealous.” His arms come around my neck, his breath tickling my jaw. “I’m not trying to make you mad, Nate. I just wanted to look good for you.” My groan slips free, and I grab his hips, rubbing myself on him to show him how hard he’s making me. “You look so good, baby,” I rasp, cupping his face to study the eyeliner he’s wearing. “So pretty.”
“Baby, he’s balls deep in love with you and he hates you for it. That’s why he’s treating you like shit. That’s probably why he’s always treated you like shit.”
“Wanna know what I think?” she asks, not giving me a chance to answer before she says, “I think he’s full of shit. I think he’s gonna snatch you up someday and he’s gonna love you just as much as I do. More than I do,” she corrects, pouting as she lifts her hand and presses her thumb and forefinger together. “Just a little, teeny tiny bit more.”
trapped in an intense staring contest, he caves first and knocks his head back against the wall. “You were supposed to chase me.” Searching his face once again, I give him my best incredulous look, forcing a laugh when his expression doesn’t change. “You can’t be serious.” He closes his eyes briefly before he moves to leave, and I catch his arm, pushing him back into the wall and pressing my forehead into his. “You really gonna be a little bitch about this?” I ask, holding him tighter when he tries to fight me off. “What, did you think I was gonna find out you’ve been in love with me for
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“Where’s home, Nate?” he bites out, throwing back the same question I asked him not so long ago. Holding his wrists with both hands, I move closer until my chest is flush against his, placing his warm hands on both sides of my neck. “It’s wherever I am, Xav.”
“Jesus Christ. I love you, okay?” I damn near shout, pushing him down on his back and crawling on top of him. “I hate myself for it but I fucking love you.” “That’s sweet.”
