“You think?” Alexander said. “How are you going to get home?” Christian pressed his nose against his ear. “Don’t wanna go home. Wanna fuck.” “Really,” Alexander said flatly. “I thought you declined Mila’s invitation because you didn’t want sex.” “Don’t want a girl,” Christian’s murmured into his ear. “Want a man. Wanna be held down and fucked.” Alexander swallowed.
