Page 34 of Beta Team-The Saviors: Part One

“I do it because I care.”

“Well, don’t.” I turn around to Gavin’s soft tone, and he’s sinking to sit on the edge of the bed.

“Why won’t you just talk to me?”

“I can’t.”

“Can’t or won’t?”

“Both.”

“Fine. Fuck you then.”

Gavin explodes off the bed, and I’m about to defend myself. “It was about you!”

“What was?”

“The fucking dream! Are you happy? I was having a sex dream starring you.” I try to keep my reaction off my face, but Gavin catches the shock and laughs without humor. “Get out.”

“Stop saying that. I’m just trying to wrap my head around it.” Gavin climbs back onto the bed and collapses on his stomach, burying his head under his pillow. “Was I the top or bottom?”

Gavin groans and pulls the pillow tighter around his head. “Please go away.”

“No. This is an important question. I want to know in Gavin’s dreamland if I’m pitching or catching.”

Gavin slides back out of the bed and marches me backward until my back hits the door with a determined look. I’ll let him do whatever he needs to so we can move past this. It was just a little sex dream. “We weren’t there yet.”

I waggle my brows. “Were we naked?”

“Close,” Gavin says gruffly.

“Is this why you’ve been weird? Have you been having these a lot?”

“No.”

“Damn. I was hoping it would explain why you’re an ass.”

“You’re the reason I’m an ass.”

“That’s usually the general consensus.”

“You don’t get it,” Gavin says raggedly.

“Get what?”

I watch it all play across his face before he slams his lips against mine. I’m so fucking shocked that all I can do is stand here. When he licks my bottom lip, and I don’t react, he pulls back. I see the disappointment on his face, and something comes over me. I sink my fingers in his hair and jerk his lips back to mine. Opening for him, I let him stroke my tongue with his. My cock goes from semi-hard to rock hard in seconds, just feeling his lips on mine.

Gavin wraps his arm around my waist, and we stumble to his bed, falling onto it in a tangle of limbs. Our hips are moving. Our hands are roaming, trying to get closer. What the fuck is going on? I’ve never been this fucking turned on, and I’ve never been turned on by a guy. All that went out the window the second Gavin’s lips touched mine.

“Fuck,” he groans against my lips. He seals them back over mine and rolls so he’s on top of me again.

“What the hell is happening?” I mumble against his lips, and groan when he grinds against me.

“I don’t know.” I hear the uncertainty in his voice, and he tries to pull away. I hook my ankles together behind his back and tighten my legs, so he can’t move.

“Damn it. Will you stop trying to run away from me?”

“You don’t want this.”