Page 74 of Reverse Pass

“Thinking about you.”

“I get you this wet?”

“Always.”

“Fuck me, Violet.” He strokes me softly, and I close my eyes. “Did you come yet?”

“No. I wanted you.”

“Me or someone?”

“You, Ben.” I open my eyes to see him studying me, a serious look on his face. “What’s wrong?”

“I know you were teasing, but I don’t like thinking of you with anyone else.”

“I don’t either,” I confess.

A little smirk breaks on his face.

“That the reason you’re naked in my bed?”

“Maybe.”

“You realize that might be counterproductive if this is the reward I get?”

“I wasn’t really thinking everything through.” I shrug before his thumb brushes over my clit again, and I moan at the little burst of sensation.

“Obviously.” He smirks and he strokes me more deliberately.

“I did have time to think about some things though.”

“Yeah?”

“I’ll do what you want. The PDA. The jersey stuff. But I want something too.”

“What’s that? To come? Because if you think I’m not gonna torment you a little after your joke about Jake…” He grins, and I roll my eyes in response before I return the smile.

Then I take a deep breath, because I’m likely about to make this uncomfortable.

“I don’t want you kissing anyone else. Or fucking them, for that matter. I want you to myself. I’m not saying we have to label it or anything, and I know that’s a big ask, but— “

He cuts me off before I can say more, pressing me back against the pillows and kissing me. It’s rough, claiming, like he’s making a point of proving that I need him. I spread my legs and he slides between them, the rough fabric of his jeans sliding over my inner thighs and the softness of the cotton T-shirt he’s wearing brushing over my nipples.

I pull back and look at him, “That’s not actually an answer, you know.”

“Not exactly fair to ask me when you’re naked and wet in my bed, you know.”

“Are you accusing me of coercion?”

“Maybe.”

“Is it working?”

“Yes.”

“Seeing you flirt with her tonight… kiss her…” I trail off.

“Made you jealous?”