Lost and Found (Twist of Fate #1)(26)

“What do you want, Benny?” It was like a whisper, a caress that I felt all the way into my gut and down into my balls. He stepped forward as he waited for my answer. His chest brushed mine and I felt his fingers stroke my neck before his entire hand came to rest on the side of my throat. I could feel him trembling as he applied just the tiniest bit of pressure. His eyes closed like he was in pain or something and I felt my own lids slide shut because I knew I was the cause of all that hurt and rage.

You, I thought. God, all I ever wanted was you.

I opened my eyes to see him staring at me and I knew, just knew that not saying the words aloud hadn’t mattered. He’d heard them just the same because the next thing I knew his mouth was crushing down on mine. It wasn’t a peck or a brush of lips, or even a kiss.

It was a claiming. An owning. An absolute possession of my mouth and my entire focus there in that clearing by the creek.

Gone were the rough scratches of the bark on my back. Gone were the night sounds of animals in the trees around us or the trickling of the water in the creek by our feet. It was just the two of us in some kind of lip fuck unlike anything I’d ever known before.

I couldn’t have even said where his mouth left off and mine began. Suddenly, my hands were everywhere— under his shirt, over the warm skin of his back, sneaking around front to find the bumpy ridges of the stomach muscles I’d felt that night in his tent.

Moans escaped his mouth as my hands moved and I suddenly realized that he was holding me up against him by my ass. His large hands squeezed my cheeks as he ground his hard cock against my stomach and pressed me back against the tree.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. I wanted to be plastered against him with nothing between us. I wanted his hands everywhere on me and mine on him. Part of me even wanted to turn and face the tree, shove my bare ass in his face and beg him to fuck me.

“Want inside,” he gasped between nibbles along my jaw.

“Huh?” I asked in a daze. “Wha—?”

“Turn around,” he growled as he released my ass, causing a whimper of need and desperation to escape me.

Yes, yes, I would turn around and let him do whatever the fuck he wanted. This would likely be my only chance to ever know him this way, and I sure as shit was going to take it. The memory would need to last me a goddamn lifetime. As I began to turn, his hands grabbed my hips and stopped me before deft fingers moved to the fly of my hiking shorts and made quick work of it.

“Oh god,” I groaned as the cool night air hit my throbbing dick.

“Turn.”

I shuddered at his commanding tone and did exactly as he said. My hands came up to support me against the rough bark and I spared a moment to glance back toward camp and make sure no one was coming.

Were we really doing this? Was this really happening?

“Xander?”

“Quiet,” I heard him say as he pressed his lips to my ear and then bit gently down on the lobe. “This ass is mine, Bennett, do you hear me?” he practically snarled as his big hand caressed my globes before giving them a gentle smack. “He might get to have you every fucking night after this one, but tonight, you belong to me.”

I knew he was talking about Aiden, but I was too turned on by his possessiveness to even bother trying to tell him once again that I wasn’t with Aiden.

“Yours,” I whispered in acknowledgement. I wasn’t foolish enough to think what was about to happen was anything lasting, but I was his. I’d always been his. Aiden had been right about that part.

I couldn’t stop the moan of desperation that escaped me as I felt his hand begin rubbing all over my ass. His other hand was pushing my shirt up and tucking it under my armpits before smoothing over my back. Both hands disappeared all too soon, but I silenced my protest when I sensed him undoing his own pants and then heard the familiar sound of a condom packet being opened. I’d been fully prepared to offer him the condom and packet of lube I kept in my own wallet, but he was clearly prepared for the moment.

Which had an unwelcome wisp of jealousy curling through my belly as I wondered who that condom and lube were meant for. Not me, because I had no illusions about what this encounter was.

The bark of the tree felt rough beneath my hands and cheek as I waited. I should have used the time to remind myself why this was such a supremely bad idea, but all I could think was, hurry the fuck up. I closed my eyes when I felt his latex-covered dick brush my crease as he shifted behind me. He was muttering something to himself and I could have sworn it was words about my tight ass and tiny hole, but my brain was so jumbled by then, I wasn’t sure.

Suddenly I felt his free hand grab one of my ass cheeks and squeeze before his lips landed on the back of my neck, sucking and nibbling across my nape before he whispered against my ear.

“Tell me you want this, Benny. I’m about ten seconds from fucking you into this tree. Please god, don’t tell me to stop.”

The unexpected gentleness after his earlier coldness had me squeezing back the tears. “Please,” I whispered. “Please, Xander.”

“Please what, baby?”

The endearment finally made the tears slip over and cascade down. “Please. I need you inside me.”





Chapter 13





Xander





I didn’t even know how it happened. One minute we were screaming at each other by the creek and the next I was about to slip lubed fingers inside of my former best friend. It was too late to stop. Hell, I didn’t want to stop. I had to have him.