Icebound Rivalry

JERALD 

My stomach flipped again as Benjamin leaned in and pressed his lips on mine.

He pressed closer, pulling me in by his hips as he brought his head up. “Did you drink?” I asked, pulling out of the kiss. “You taste like scotch.”

Benjamin reached out and put his hand on the back of my neck. “You like it, don't you?” he asked.

I smiled before leaning back down, my legs mistakenly touched him, and I felt him, he was already hard.

Benjamin groaned against his mouth and used his knee to spread my legs open and buried himself between them.

A soft moan escaped my lips as I felt the friction between us the moment he started grinding.

“Protection Ben?” I moaned, tilting my head to the side.

He paused, and pulled his shirt over his head, and unbuckled his belt.

He grinned at me as I removed my pants, lying bare on the bed.

Benjamin leaned closer, rubbing his thumb between my legs. “Ready?”

I shuddered as he came closer, his breath fanning on my neck. I bit my lip as I waited for Benjamin to give me what I wanted.

He slipped a finger in, a yelp escaping my lips as my hips twitched.

“You’re so wet, beg me.”

I swallowed hard, grabbing the sheets. “Please, Ben...”

Benjamin chuckled and slowly slipped another finger inside me, “Say my name.”

He moved slowly, dragging his fingers against my hole. Soft moans escaped my lips at every stretch, my legs beginning to shake.

I couldn't hold it anymore, I dragged him closer, lightly tugging at his hair. “Please, Ben, I can't wait...”

Benjamin chuckled and pushed his hips to grind his dick against me. “Say my name, Jerald.”

I bit my lower lip, trying to hold another moan but I just couldn't. “Ben... Benjamin..”

Then he kissed my lips lightly with a smirk, “I won't make you wait any longer.”

He held his dick and angled it so that the tip was touching my hole, then slowly, he pushed inside.

I whimpered in response as he began moving slowly, then faster and faster until he was thrusting heavily. His hips smacked against mine as he fully settled in.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, as my nails dug into his skin.

“Fuck Jerald,” he placed another soft kiss on my forehead. “You feel so good.”

My heart flipped, I was happy that he was enjoying this as much as I was.

He thrusted so hard that my hand flew to my mouth immediately.

He chuckled breathlessly, pulling the hand aside. “Come on, baby, moan for me.”

My legs almost untangled from his waist, but he pulled them up, having a better angle as he continued to pump in and out.

I threw my head back, biting on my tongue. Benjamin's fingers worked perfectly well around my hole, rubbing all of the right places.

I gripped his shoulder as he thrusted too fast, “I want... to...cum...make...me..”

Benjamin chuckled and hastened his pace, slamming at a rigorous pace, his face buried in my neck, sucking and biting.

A loud moan tore across the room as he hit the back of my cervix and my body jolted.

“Do I stop?” He asked, placing another kiss on my lips.

I gasped, “No... please don't stop.”

Benjamin continued to go faster and harder, “Cum for me... baby.” he groaned.

The sounds of our skin slapping against each other echoed across the room.

I couldn't hold it anymore, I felt myself tip over the edge as the slimy substance slid out.

Benjamin thrusted a few more times until he finally stopped and pulled out, falling next to me as we breathed heavily.

“Come here,” he said, as I snuggled into his arms, inhaling his sweet scent of lavender, mixed with sweat. “I love you,” he added, planting a soft kiss on my forehead.

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Later in the evening, I sat in the living room, a book on my lap but my mind wasn't there. I was still replaying the way Benjamin's breath had fanned against my neck, the weight of his body and the quiet “I love you.” he had whispered to my ears.

Those three words settled somewhere deep inside my heart. I hadn't moved on from it, and I don't think I'll ever move on.

The way he whispered my name, the soft chuckle, it sent shivers down my spine.

The sound of the front door opening pulled me out of my thoughts, little chuckles followed then footsteps.

I turned, Benjamin walked in, but not alone.

His father looked up from his seat, my mother turned too, and so did Isabelle, his sister.

For a second, I thought nothing of it, maybe just another friend, a teammate maybe.

Then Benjamin smiled at him, their hands interwined together as he pulled him closer.

“Mom...Dad, this is Aiden,” he said. “My boyfriend.”

Boyfriend.

The word didn't register at first, it hung in the air, meaningless.

Then slowly, it dropped.

My fingers curled at my side, my stomach churned and my chest burned. But I forced my face to stay calm.

Because what can I do?

Laugh? Tell him that he's joking?

Tell them that just hours ago, he had been inside me, whispering things that felt too real to be fake.

I couldn't, at least not here, not with everybody watching. Not with my mom smiling at the guy and not with his dad asking him stuff about the team.

So I smiled, even when my chest hurt, even when my head wouldn't stop spinning.

Even when one question kept repeating over and over again. “Was this morning nothing to him?”

He used me and I let him.

I could have stopped him, I could have refused but I didn't.

And now, sitting across from him, watching the way his fingers brushed against someone else's, I realised something worse than the betrayal.

I had no right to say anything, because to everyone in this room, he was just my stepbrother.