Saturday night felt like forever coming. I drove to Reece’s apartment with my heart hammering and my c**k already half-hard in my jeans. I wore a simple black shirt and sweatpants, no underwear. Easy access. When I knocked, the door opened almost immediately.
Reece stood there in a tight gray t-shirt and black shorts, looking bigger and hungrier than ever. His eyes raked over me like he wanted to devour me whole.
“Get inside,” he said, voice low and rough.
The second the door shut, he slammed me against the wall. His mouth crashed into mine, hot and desperate. Tongues sliding, teeth nipping. He tasted like mint and pure lust. His big hands gripped my waist, pulling me tight against his body so I could feel how hard he already was.
“Been thinking about this all week,” he growled against
