Chapter fourteen

If I stare at this fucking ceiling any longer, I will go crazy. I should add glow-in-the-dark stars or something like Lexi has. They were cool to look up at.

I close my eyes and groan. I can’t stop thinking about him. About how good his tight hole felt around my cock as I fucked him into the mattress.

His face when I saw him at the gym.

Lexi looked cool as a cucumber. Totally unbothered by me being there. But I know he was just masking his feelings from me. I saw a little bob of his Adam’s apple as he saw me. Of course I made it worse by being so fucking awkward and practically running away.

I should have stayed in bed with him.

No, leaving was for the best.

Fuck my life.

I left because that’s what I do. I never stay over at a hookup. Ever. The only person I’ve ever shared a bed with for a whole night is Kait, and that doesn’t count because we’ve never done anything even remotely sexual. Ew, gross, she’s like my sister.

But my feelings toward Lexi are definitely not brotherly.

Just thinking about how he felt under me has my dick paying attention. That man and his magic hole have me under a spell. All I want is to be back inside him. And then I want snuggles and to be woken up with a blowjob.

Fuck, I bet his mouth feels just as good as his ass.

I’m about to pop the button on my jeans and replay our night together again when I get an Insta notification. Perry has tagged me in his Insta story.

Weird.

It’s a photo of Lexi looking beautiful in light makeup and dressed in a little skirt and a see-through white crop top. He’s smiling and looking really fucking happy, draped over a football player. That motherfucker has his hands on Lexi’s waist and his lips on his cheek.

The caption says: Aaron Samuels and Regina George. So fetch.

I see green.

The jealousy coursing through me right now could light a fucking city. A big one, like LA or Chicago.

He’s gone to the Pi Beta Gamma movie party tonight, and he’s planning on hooking up. That’s why he’s wearing that outfit. He said he likes wearing them when he gets off. He just wants some guy to fuck him.

But he’s demi? Demi people get crushes on fictional characters all the time. If someone is there dressed up as Steve Harrington or Ian Malcolm, then he’s gonna want to have sex with them…right? And what about the Aaron Samuels guy? Lexi loves Mean Girls. If they’re taking a picture because they plan on hooking up, it isn’t gonna happen.

Lexi is mine.

I’ve claimed him. Marked him.

And I sure as fuck ain’t about to lose him. There is no way he’s going home with anyone other than me ever again.

I put on my sneakers, grab a hoodie, and make my way to my car. Shit. There isn’t going to be any space. Okay. I open Uber, and there’s a driver sixty seconds away. Excellent.

When I arrive at the frat house, I walk straight in the door, looking for Lexi. There are so many different characters. There’s even a group of friends cosplaying as The Incredibles, which is impressive. They’ve even got Jack-Jack.

I look into the living room, trying to spot him. No luck, but I do see Gio dressed as Thor, talking to some kind of tree.

“Hey, man,” I start, but he cuts me off.

“He’s over there by the kitchen.” I turn to head that way when he grabs my arm. “If you hurt him, I can guarantee the whole cheerleading squad and most of the athletic department will come for you. People love Lexi.”

“No fucking way am I going to hurt him. I’m going to make him mine and spend the rest of my life snuggling him and watching whatever nineties movies he wants to punish me with.” Gio must see I’m serious as he nods and lets go of me.

I make my way to the kitchen, immediately finding him in front of the sink. He looks happy. Maybe I should just leave. As if he senses me, he turns, and in the split second that we make eye contact, his whole face brightens.

That’s all I need.

I march over and grab his bicep. Fuck, he’s toned.

“I need a word with Lexi. Excuse us,” I say to the dinosaur, who I realize now is Luke. This frat house is huge, but I’ve been here before, so I know where I’m going. I pull him down a hallway where there’s a little nook that I’m guessing used to have some sort of display cabinet but is now perfect for pushing my man into. I turn him so his back is against the wall, and I put my arms on either side of his head, caging him in. He looks at me, slightly confused.

“There are very few things I regret, but two of them happened within the last couple of days. One is leaving you to wake up alone, and the second is not kissing you when I had the chance.”

I watch as he swallows, his Adam’s apple bobbing. I can’t help wetting my lips. I’m gonna suck on his throat and leave him marked by me.

“Can I kiss you?” I whisper. He nods ever so slightly, and then I’m on him before he can change his mind. Fuck, his lips are amazing. Puffy and suckable. They are going to look just as good around my dick. I lick along the seam of his lips, silently begging him to open. I could weep when he does. My tongue pushes into his mouth, taking everything I want and giving just as much in return. His taste is everything.

He is a fucking delicacy.

I should have done this before. I will ensure I have all the time in the world to make up for it. I’m not letting him go.

If this wasn’t our first kiss, I’d take him right here, in front of everybody, making sure every single fucker knows he’s mine.

I sneak one of my hands down his side over his hip to his thigh. I slowly snake my hand underneath his skirt and feel his bare ass. I can’t help but grab a handful. He moans into my mouth, wrapping his arms around my neck and pushing his body into mine.

He’s just as hard as I am.

I press back, giving him the friction he wants, and I feel the material of his jock strap. I slide my fingers down through his crease gently, driving him crazy. I circle his hole, never breaking the kiss.

He moves, trying to push back on my finger, so I pull it back.

“Lexi, I don’t have any lube.”

He just whines. “I need you, Ryder.”

I slide my hand around to the front, palming his cock.

“Wow, you really do need me, don’t you? How long do you want to stay at the party?” His eyes are closed, head tipped back, hips humping the air as if he has no control over what he’s doing.

“Lexi, we’re at this very public party. I will give you what you want and need, but first, I need to know when. Because if you want, we can hang out for a while, and then I’ll take you back to my place, or—”

“Now,” he says, eyes snapping open. “I want to leave now.”

“You sure? Because I want you to enjoy yourself.”

“I only came to this party to find someone to hook up with so I could get over not getting to be with you again. But you’re here now. You want me. So take me home and fuck me right now.”

“Holy shit. Yes.” I fix his outfit and grab his hand, making a beeline for the front door. Lexi orders a car as I lead him out. He presses against my back. Probably so nobody notices the massive boner he’s sporting under his pretty skirt.

I spot Brad, Gio, Luke, and Perry as we walk out the door. All wearing matching smirks. I mouth thank you, not wanting to stop and chat, and head for the car.

I am not going to be an idiot for a second time.

Lexi won’t slip through my fingers again.