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Shaking
my head, I drummed fingers on my knee. The stain had long dried on my
crotch, but I still saw it in my head when I looked down. I'd always
see it, in some way. “What the fuck do I say?”


That
you had a good time.”

Gawking,
I turned to find him with his sideways grin. So cocky, always so
cocky. “You think I had a good time? Are you joking?”

Shrugging
into his ears, he stretched towards me. It was a micro movement, but
I watched it, sensed it, like he had closed the distance to touching.
He hadn't, not at all. My body warmed quickly as if he had, a fact
that sent me reeling with concern and confusion. “I took you
shopping, bought you drinks, and then got you off. If you'd been with
a woman, or the roles reversed, would you call it a good time?”

Fumbling
for an answer left me even more lost.
He's
right, I would say it was an amazing time. But it isn't the same. It
can't be the same.
Licking
my lips, I spoke slowly. “I didn't want it to go as far as it
did. You shouldn't have done that to me.”

His
lips peeled back, making my skin dance. “Jack, you're an awful
liar.”


I—excuse
me?”


If
you didn't want it to go so far, why did you let it?”

Narrowing
my eyes, I squeezed my leg, trying to find a hold on my emotions. “I
didn't let it! You surprised me, and then you threatened me!”

Again
he leaned in, his breath sweet poison, smelling of whiskey-sours.
“No. If you hadn't wanted it, I would have ended up rubbing a
soft cock and looking like a fool. But that isn't what happened, is
it?” White, his teeth were so white. “What happened was
your dick turning to stone,
raging
with excitement. You wanted me to touch you so bad, you loved it...
and you came beautifully easily.”

I
knew my cheeks were pure crimson. The door was close, I only had to
grab the handle and I'd be free. Why wasn't I running?
He's
got me trapped like a snake, I feel stuck when he looks at me.
My
throat was tight as I tried to speak. If anything, it saved me. It
wasn't as if I had any answer or explanation.

I
let him touch me, I gave in so fast. Why? Why the fuck would I let
that happen?

That's
it right there, he said it. I LET it happen.

Kris's
palm slid onto my knee, cupping there firmly. I was sure he'd feel me
shaking like a leaf. “Jack, you know what's going on here.”

In
defiance, I shook my head. It was all I could do. I was the prey,
weak and helpless. When had I become so helpless?

Closing
the gap, Kris's nose nearly grazed mine. I could see every vowel on
his lips when he whispered. “You're fighting facts. You want
me, Jack. You can't even help it, you're just lusting for me by now.”
He squeezed my leg, gliding it up to my thigh.

In
my jeans, my prick twitched. “N—no,” I finally
managed to blurt. It was an awful argument, I tried again. “No,
you're wrong, I don't...” His mouth claimed mine, ending my
frail sentence. Lips hotter than sin crushed on me, arms tangling,
shoving me back against my passenger window. Kris was demanding, the
least surprising aspect of the encounter.

His
tongue shoved, pushing into my mouth and tickling my roof. Teeth
clipped, rough on my skin, while fingers held me frozen under him. He
didn't need to capture me, I was too shocked to fight. He was
kissing
me, actually kissing me. There, in his car like some drunken bimbo
he'd taken from a club, Kris was coaxing a slippery tongue down my
throat.

My
guts coiled, my belly tight as steel. Trapped in my jeans, my cock
was summoned to life. It was stiff in half a second, I wondered if it
had happened as soon as his lips had found mine. I was hard, ready,
and as he had claimed earlier... lusting.

I
was lusting for him.

That
was what pulled me free. Shoving his muscular chest, I broke my head
away, gasping for air. He didn't seem to notice, he just aimed for my
throat with his expert mouth. “Stop,” I pleaded, working
to think through my haze. “Kris, you can't—we can't—this
isn't right!”

Something
cupped my straining erection; his hand, fingers tweaking the
underside of my cock-head through the material. “You say one
thing, but your body is honest.”

My
body... is honest?
I
wanted to deny it. How could my flesh know what I wanted over my
brain, my heart? Nothing made sense anymore. Least of all, how my
balls throbbed for release, hungry the longer he stroked me through
my jeans. “No, no no. Man, look, this isn't okay. I already
told you I'm not—”


Wasting
your breath,” he murmured against my sensitive neck. It felt
like a tiger purring, just as dangerous. The beastly need in him
helped the image. Kris was insatiable, groping for me as he tasted
the curve between my shoulder and jaw.

It's
like he needs me.
The
thought sparked more heat in my core. My lower lip was tender when I
licked it, like it had been injured. In the dark space, he fell on
me, holding me in place as he proved just how much of a liar I was.
How could I keep protesting? My body
was
betraying me. “Oh!” I gasped, his hand sliding into my
pants, grazing my dick through my boxers. He had me, and his smirk
against my neck showed he knew.


Jack,”
he said, chuckling with the consistency of syrup, “you're so
fucking hard again. Maybe we didn't need to bother with a 'charade'
at all, you're clearly into me.”


No,”
I argued, blinking at him when he leaned away. Sitting over me,
straddling my leg, he froze with his fingers circling my cock. The
single, deliberate jerk he gave me sent flutters to my heart. “Ah!
Fuck, that's...”


Good,
I know.” Pursing his lips, he tilted his head. “You
really want to keep pretending, don't you? Fine, let's just see how
firm your resolve is.”

I
was happy he didn't make any 'firm' jokes. My comfort was brief, the
sound of my zipper shaking in my molars. He slid my pants down before
I even tied to halt him. When I did reach out, Kris tangled my wrists
in his strong fingers. Lifting an eyebrow, he forced my hands against
the seat. It stunned me, the pure passion in his melting blue eyes.

Yanking
a tie from the bag at my feet, Kris tangled my wrists together behind
me. It happened so fast, I felt like a fool when it was too late to
save myself. “You can't do this,” I growled.

Laughing
coyly, he undid the buttons on his shirt. We both observed how I
locked onto his chest, drooling at how perfect the dip down his
stomach was. “Jack, calm down. I'm not going to do anything you
don't want. I'm only here to prove a point.”


What
point?” I asked warily. He had me prisoner, I couldn't even
keep him from crawling between my thighs. Seeing him slide down to
the floor, bracing my knees wide, turned my last strength to a
distant dream. I was exposed in just my dark boxers, they contrasted
his silky skin as he leaned closer. It was a sight that shouldn't
have excited me, but god damn, did it ever.

Tracing
his nails down my calves, Kris smiled in delight. “Ah. To show
you that you're lying. To show how much you really want this. If you
aren't into men, would a cock get so stiff as this?” He pressed
his thumb against the shape of my ridge, tracing it until I hissed.
“Your body wouldn't react so fast if it hated me. It fucking
wants
me, Jack. You're swelling with want.”

He
fisted me through the material, holding the base of my member. My
hips quivered, lunging at him without control. I was burning up, I
wasn't even giving him a fight. I tried to will my hard-on away, but
it rebelled by throbbing in his grip. “Touch me and I'll
fucking kill you,” I snarled, desperate for anything but the
raw grit of passion in my throat.


No
you won't.” Kris smirked at me, nostrils flaring as he inhaled.
“You smell wonderful, fuck. Have you really never been with a
man before?” Jerking me gently through my boxers, sending
thrills to my brain, he reached under to cup my balls.

I
was losing control, my thoughts mushing into one panicked demand for
release.
If
he doesn't stop, I'm going to cum again! I can't... no, fuck, no. Not
again. I've already lost something, if it happens again, I'm done.
I
didn't even know why, or how, but it was the truth. I'd fallen so
far, so fast. If he made me climax a second time at his command, I'd
never return to who I was. Who I had been before those whiskey-sours.


You're
so close,” he noted, letting me go. The abrupt freedom shocked
me, his hold had become familiar. Without it, the ache of abandonment
wormed in.

Of
everything, that humiliated me the most.

We
watched each other, his face placid, mine beading with sweat. The
muscles in my thighs cramped, shivering. “Why did you stop?”

Kris
arched a thin eyebrow. It said everything about him, smug confidence
and amusement. “Oh? Isn't that what you told me to do? Did you
change your mind?”

My
mouth tasted like leaking batteries.
I
did tell him to stop.
The
war in me was tearing me to pieces. I didn't want more, yet my flesh
quivered for his expert ministrations. My balls were tight with the
need to cum, lower belly rippling. I couldn't keep still, I kept
shifting on the seat.
What
do I say now?

Following
the top of my leg with a finger, Kris glided his touch along my hip.
“I can keep going. I can get you off, if it's what you need,
Jack.”

My
eyeballs hurt from not blinking. I sensed the foreboding in his
words. I was confused, jostled, but not stupid. His goal was clear,
even before he flashed me a cruel smile.
He
wants me to ask for it.

The
battle between us was tense. Kris leaned up, and I didn't even have
the pride to turn away from his rough kiss. I'd always been tender
with girls, never leading or receiving such insatiable lips and
teeth. He kissed me in a way that felt primal. Every fiber in me
vibrated for him. Why was I struggling at all? Forgetting was
becoming easier.


Ask
me,” he whispered on my chin. His trim stomach ground against
me, teasing my engorged dick to a new height. The musk of his scent
made me woozy. “Just ask me, Jack. I'll do it if you just ask
me to.”

I
can't I can't I can't,
I
thought in a manic stream. Squeezing my eyes, I moaned openly at how
he rubbed along my heavy manhood. It was constrained, angry at being
denied orgasm. I was failing in my staunch resistance. All I wanted
was to cum.

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