“What the fuck is she wearing?” I stroked him again and again, his skin smooth and hot in my hand.
“She sleeps…” He paused, gasping at what I was doing to him.
“Yes?”
His body shook. “She sleeps in these…in these sweet, little panties,” he said, his eyes still closed and imagining the object of his obsession. “There’s the smallest triangle of fabric in the front, just covering her.”
“Red?” I bit his lip again.
But he shook his head. “Blue. And a T-shirt. She sleeps on her stomach, and her hips move in her sleep. God, her ass…”
“Mmmm…” I felt a little cum drip out of him. “She’s grinding that cunt into the bed, huh? Her pussy must be nice and warm.”
“Fuck, it’s hot.” He grabbed the back of my neck, our mouths centimeters away from each other. “Harder.”
“And wet?” I teased him, jerking him faster and harder how he wanted. “Is it wet?”
He nodded, his breathing growing heavier.
“And tight?”
“Yeah.”
“Lick her, Will,” I told him, giving him what that bitch never did. “She loves you in the dark. She lets Will Grayson III, star of the basketball team, come over to her house, climb into her room at night, and come inside her whenever he wants.”
His abs contracted, he got lost in the images in his head, bared his teeth, dug his fingers into the back of my neck, and then…released, spilling into my hand and down his long cock.
He moaned, sweat glistening across his neck and chest, and he kept his eyes closed, because he knew once he opened them the spell would be broken. It wasn’t her on top of him. It was me.
After a moment, his breathing had calmed, and he opened his eyes slowly. His shoulders were relaxed, and he was done fighting.
I climbed off him and stood up, yanking a pool towel out of the wardrobe. I finished with it and tossed it down to him.
“That’s all you can do, isn’t it?” he said, cleaning and zipping up. “You can only fuck people or fuck with them. That’s the only way you can connect.”
He threw the towel down, calmer than before but still… still not with me.
“Thinking back now,” he mused solemnly, “I wonder if anything I got from you was real.”
I didn’t know if he was right, and I didn’t care. I maneuvered, he maneuvered, and I moved again, always with my win in sight. I did what I had to.
The trouble was, I didn’t want to annihilate Will, and if I won whatever game we were playing, would I destroy him in the process? Was what he said true? Was it impossible for us to end any other way?
“If you hurt Winter, you’ll deal with me,” he said.
I righted my clothes, swiping the rain off my lapels. But I didn’t respond. He knew I wouldn’t heed his warning. I let him dole it out anyway.
“And Michael,” he added. “And Kai.”
“And Rika and Banks?” I threw in.
“And Alex.” He shot me a sinister little grin, meeting my challenge. “Our army is bigger. You have no one.”
“All I need is me. One person willing to do what none of you will.” I paused and added, “You don’t have the stomach for this, Will. Don’t doubt that I will do whatever I have to keep what’s mine. That little girl belongs to me.”
He hesitated, looking me up and down and then meeting my eyes with resolution. “She doesn’t want to belong to you, Damon.”
I planted my hand on the gray-tiled wall, letting the hot, rainfall shower water cascade down my neck and back.