Page 92 of Forgotten Prejudice

He laughed. “Just admit that it tastes like crap.”

“It’s like bad sex. It’s okay while you’re at it, but the aftermath leaves you with an awful taste.”

Ash gaped at me, amusement dancing in his eyes before looking away. “I wouldn’t know. Never had bad sex in my life before.”

Shocked by his statement, I nudged his shoulder. “Fuck off.”

“I’m serious,” he chuckled, putting his burned s’more away.

“Not even one lousy fuck?” I studied him with a skeptical brow.

“Nope.” He licked his finger clean, then side-eyed me. The fucker was teasing me.

“Did that prick have some sort of a magic dick?”

Surprisingly, Ash didn’t shut back into himself with my comment and instead snorted. “Not going to answer that.”

“Bet my money I’m a better fuck than him,” I muttered under my breath.

“So prove it,” Ash said.

Unsure I heard right, I turned to look at him and was shocked to find him staring back at me, his face a mask of seriousness.

“What?” I breathed out the word, my heart rate increasing incredibly high.

“If you say you’re a better fuck than he is, I say, prove it.”

He sounded serious, but my brain still found it hard to believe. It was simply too good to be true, so I asked, “You’re serious right now?”

Rather than answering me, Ash got up and walked back to our tent. He unzipped the bug net, but before getting in, he glanced at me over his shoulder.

“Join me, and you’ll find out.”

Kai

My dick all but turned to steel with Ash’s words, and like an idiot, I struggled to get up, nearly falling into the campfire before dashing toward the tent. I’d never been this eager for sex in my life before, not even the first time I had it, but at this moment, I was sure I’d lose my mind if I didn’t stick my dick in him in the near future.

Bending down, I got inside the tent and zipped it closed after me.

With my cock pressing hard against my cargos and my lips dry with the thirst to taste Ash, I turned to face him. He was on his back, pushing himself up on two elbows while looking at me. The only coverage on his body was those damn small swim trunks I wanted to rip off with my teeth.

Thanks to the electric lantern he’d insisted on bringing, I could see every curve and bulge of his muscles, and I wetted my lips. Sitting on my knees, I got rid of my shirt, my hands already going down to my fly when Ash stretched his leg until his foot pressed against my heaving chest.

“Hold on, Cowboy,” he said, pushing a bit harder.

My dick twitched with how sexy this move was, and I let out a low groan. Ash smirked, noticing my reaction.

The bastard.

“Couple of things before we get to it.” He lifted two fingers in the air. “One, this is just sex.”

“Ash—”

“Just sex, Kai.” He repeated himself, face serious. “I’m not interested in anything beyond that.”

It wasn’t ideal, but at least the idea of just sex took the pressure off me. That way, I couldn’t screw things up. Understanding I was absolutely fine with this term, I smirked, tilting my head back.

“Fine, what else.”