22. Jasper

I'm playing pool with Malyk when Reece comes stalking back into the pub. He looks wound up, as though the weight of the world is on his shoulders. He steps up behind me whilst I'm taking a shot. I stand stock still, my cue resting on the edge of the table as I line it up.

Reece leans in to whisper in my ear, "Did he touch you?"

I shake my head, turning slightly so we"re nearly kissing. "No," I respond.

Reece pushes his pelvis against my butt, taunting me, "You better not be lying to me, Capullo." My breath hitches. There's malice in Reece's tone, and it's causing my pulse to race.

Malyk laughs from across the pool table, turning our attention.

"Go fuck each other," he jeers.

Stifling a laugh, I stab my cue back, taking my turn. I've barely hit the ball with the cue tip when Reece grabs my hand to drag me away, taking me outside. He shoves me against the wall, kissing me hard and unforgiving. It's a bruising kiss, demanding as he forces his tongue into my mouth to deepen the kiss causing me to groan into his mouth.

With a desperate panting gasp Reece pulls back.

"Did Malyk touch you?" He questions, touching my lips with his thumb. I lick it. "Kiss you? Flirt with you?"

I shake my head. "He might be my best friend but I won"t hesitate to hurt anyone that touches what"s mine," he growls.

"No," I reply, exhaling and admitting, "I don"t want him."

"Who do you want, Capullo?"

"No one," I blurt out, focusing on the ground instead of meeting Reece's intense gaze. He's going to know I'm lying if he sees the blush on my cheeks.

"Liar," Reece murmurs.

"Arsehole," I snap back, snidely.

"You know what I do to liars, Jasper?" Reece rasps.

I shake my head. "No," I admit, reaching out and touching his side where his gun is stashed. "But it probably has something to do with your gun."

Reece smirks. "Smart boy," he jeers. "But it"s not always a gun I kill with."

I gasp, questioning him, "No?" I don't know if I want him to answer me. I do have an idea but I want to hear Reece say it.

"No, sometimes I like to draw blood with a flick of my knife across skin."

"Knife? Like you slapped my butt with?" I question.

Reece steps back, bending down and withdrawing his knife from his boot. He runs it over his finger, the tip biting his finger for a droplet of blood. He puts the finger to my lip.

"Lick it, Capullo."

"No, I"m not sucking your blood off your finger," I tell him, pouting and shaking my head.

"So defiant," Reece taunts, pushing his finger into my mouth. I can't help but lick it, and it causes me to moan.

Reece pulls his finger out, smirking at me, praising, "Good boy."

"Stop calling me that. It"s patronising."

Reece scoffs, then taunts, "You demand that like I care."

He holds up the knife against my neck and tilts my head back.

"Reece…" I drawl out his name, gasping for breath. "Don"t. Hurt. Me."

He presses the knife against my neck a little harder, drawing the blade across so it slices a thin cut that starts to bleed. I know it's not deep, not life threatening but still I let out a raspy breath, panting, "Reece."

"Fuck, you look so pretty bleeding for me, Capullo."

Reece drops the knife, and tips my neck back more, licking from my collarbone up my neck and chin to then kiss me. I moan against his lips, tasting the blood on his tongue and lips. "Reece, fuck. More," I moan against his lips, only just breaking the kiss.

"More? You want more, Capullo?"

"Yes. Yes," I pant, and Reece licks up my neck again kissing me harder than before. He shoves his hand into the front of my sweats, breaking the kiss, staring at me when he grips my neck in his palm.

"You wearing lacy underwear, Capullo?" He asks, his eyes lighting up.

"Yes," I admit, feeling myself blush as I add, "I…like how it feels."

"Fuck, Jasper that"s hot," Reece rasps, staring at me as he shoves his hand back into my sweats and starts palming my dick over my undies.

"Reece…" I groan.

"Yeah, Jasper. You"re going to come for me. Dirty up your sexy lacy underwear."

He kisses me again, sliding his hand into my underwear, stroking my dick and teasing the tip with his finger.

"Reece, stop, stop," I moan, bucking my hips forward for more friction. It feels so good. I don't really want him to stop, but the words fell from my lips anyway.

Reece squeezes my balls, asking, "You want me to stop?"

"Yes. No. It feels too good."

Reece laughs, stroking down towards my taint.

"Oh fuck!" I bellow, my orgasm hitting out of nowhere, causing me to moan as my come soaks my sweats and undies.

Reece yanks out his hand, and it"s practically clean. "You dick, leaving me no cream on my hand to taste."

I look down at my crotch, biting back, "You arse! You made me come all over myself."

Reece smirks. "You look sexy covered in come, Capullo."

"I hate you, Montserrat," I spit at him.

Reece sniggers. "You didn"t hate me touching you though." He's right but I don't admit that to him.

"Fuc…" I stammer, not able to complete my train of thought as Reece cuts me off with a kiss, yanking my sweats down at the same time causing me to break the kiss with a shocked, annoyed gasp.

"So damn pretty," Reece taunts crouching down and licking my dick through the lace, moaning with each swipe of his tongue. I grip his hair, fisting it tightly as I request, "Suck me please, Reece."

Reece stands, scoffing. "You don"t get to ask that of me, Capullo."

"I hate you," I rage at him. "I hate that you take and demand, and cause me to sin over and over."

Reece laughs. "Sinning feels so good, Jasper. And if what we do together is sinning then send me to hell."

I let out an exasperated sigh. "You"re from hell, Montserrat. The devil in the flesh."

Reece steps away with a smirk on his face.

"Come back to the dorm with me, Jasper and I"ll take you to heaven," he hums, his Adam's Apple vibrating. It's kinda sexy.

He doesn't wait for my response, instead he goes inside, and I huff as I yank up my now soaked sweats annoyed at myself for again giving into Reece and for loving his depravity.