He Likes Me (BoyxBoy) ON HOLD

Chapter 13

Sylas POV 

I groaned at the pounding in my head. How much did I drink? Slowly, opening my eyes I came face to face with a naked chest. I jerked back so hard that I would have fallen off the bed if it weren't for a pair of muscular arms wrapped tightly around my waist. I looked back up to see who the arms belong and stiffened.

Memories of last night came back fast and hard. Drinking, grinding, Zee and Trent kissing, me trying to have sex with Trent, him rejecting me, asking to hold me. I groaned, my face turning red from embarrassment.

I tried wiggling out of his arms but he only tighten his hold, mumbling "Be still baby."

I huffed "Trent get up."

I waited a few seconds. He continued to sleep peacefully .

I pushed at his chest "Trent WAKE UP!" I demanded

My only response was a groan and "Not so loud baby."

Growling, I punched his chest repeatedly.

SMACK!

I yelped in surprise. I looked up to see Trent's beautiful grey eyes staring at me, shining with amusement.

Yes, I said his eyes are beautiful. It's only the truth.

"Hey! Did you just smack my ass?" I asked

"Yes I did. Now why were you punching my chest baby?" He replied

"Because you wouldn't wake up." I mumbled

"And I need to wake up . . . ?" He pondered

"To let me go." I said

"Why would I do that?" He asked

"Because I said so." I barked, trying to wiggled out of his hold once again

He chuckled "Keep moving like that and we'll never leave this room." He said huskily

I stopped wiggling immediately.

"Let me go Trent." I said seriously

He sighed "Not yet. We need to talk."

"We don't have anything to talk about." I said icily, already knowing where this conversation was headed.

He groaned "Sylas we have a lot to talk about."

"Like the fact that you were fucking swapping spit with my girlfriend " I growled

He flinched "I'm sorry about that but you needed to see that she doesn't love you.

"She was fucking drunk." I said defensively

"And when you're drunk the real you comes out."

And to that I had not response.

Sighing, Trent pulled me to him and laid his head in the crook of my neck, "Please stop fighting me Sylas. Stop fighting against us." He breathed, making me shiver.

He was right. I was tired of fighting. I lost my girlfriend so that wasn't an obstacle anymore.

Sighing, I mumbled "Ok."

"Ok?" He asked

"Ok, I'll stop fighting."

His eyes widened "Really?"

"Yes."

He gave a short laugh before smashing his lips to mine. I groaned at the feeling of his smooth lips moving against mine. Biting his bottom lip, I stuck my tongue in his warm mouth when he gasped. We moaned in unity when our tongues touch, starting a dance together. I kissed him with as much passion as I felt. Our tongues battle for dominance and I won. I moaned deep in my throat as he pushed his hard cock against my own.

I pulled away breathing heavily "We should go."

He nuzzled my neck "Ok."

Pushing at his chest, I groaned "Trent."

Before I knew what was happening I found myself pinned under a very aroused looking, a very aroused feeling Trent.

"Trent?"

He looked down at me.

"You are so damn sexy Sylas." He purred

"We have to go. This isn't exactly our house." I said blushing

"Tell me you want me and then we can leave."

"What?"

He growled "You heard me Sylas. Say it."

"Does it really matter? You already know it's true." I mumbled

"Sylas" He warned

I felt my face heat up, "Fine. I want you."

He groaned "That is so hot."

"Can we go now?"

"Fuck I'm so hard for you baby." He groaned

"If we leave now maybe I could help you with that." I bargained

"Don't make promises you can't keep Sylas." He said, smirking

I watched as he got up and slipped on his shirt and bent down to put on his shoes. Slowly getting up from the bed, I slipped on my shoes and followed Trent down the steps.

"Lets go somewhere and eat breakfast" Trent suggested as we made it to his car.

"Sure" I said

We drove in silence for awhile before Trent broke it "So dose this mean we're together?"