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Dorian’s P.O.VThe moment I asked if he wanted to kiss me again, I felt Noah freeze beneath me. Completely still, like a prey animal caught in headlights. God, it was so fucking cute. And frustrating. His body told the truth even as his mouth tried to deny it.I leaned down, letting my lips brush the crevice of his neck, the spot where his skin was warm and smelled faintly of soap. “Come on, golden Boy,” I whispered against him, watching raptly as goosebumps appeared on his skin. “I swear it’ll be good.”He shuddered and I felt it. Heck, I saw it. The small tremor that ran through him, even as he clenched his fists into the sheets like he was trying to hold himself together. I let out a soft chuckle before pressing an open-mouthed kiss to his neck, dragging my teeth along his skin just enough to leave a mark.“Carter…” his name rolled off my tongue as I shifted my hips. I pressed against him, my hard-on grinding into his towel-covered ass. “Trust me.”The groan he let out–fuck it lit
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Noah’s P.O.VThe second the door slammed behind Dorian, I let out a sharp exhale that almost made my lungs burn. My back was still pressed against the wall and it felt as though if I tried to move, my legs would give out beneath me because they had turned to jelly. To make matters worse, I was still hard.The room felt like it was spinning, like the air had been vacuumed out, and all that was left was the scent of him–sweat, mind, and stupidly cheap cologne.My fingers twitched at my sides.I–Fuck.Before I could think better of it, I pressed the heel of my palm over my jeans, just enough to feel the heat of it. My whole body jerked, the sensitivity almost painful. But at the same time, it felt good. Almost too good. My breath hitched and I gritted my teeth because this was humiliating. Because it was his fault. Because my body was betraying me in the worst fucking way.I squeezed over the denim, just once, to make my hardon go away. But the pressure sent a bolt of pleasure up my spi
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Dorian’s P.O.VNoah Carter was a fucking corward.I’d known it since we were kids, Knew it when he watched me get my face shoved into a toilet, when he saw those rich little pricks lay into me and did nothing. I’d known it when he swallowed his words instead of standing up for me, choosing to save face instead.And now, years later, nothing had changed.He was still biting his tongue and pretending like he didn’t want my hands on him. Like he hadn’t leaked in his jeans just minutes ago. The dude was so responsive, it would be embarrassing if the sight didn’t make me want to cum untouched.“I’m straight, Hayes.” The words echoed in my brain as I stormed back toward my dorm, my hands clenched into fists and my teeth grinding in anger. He was such a bad liar. Honestly, I should be feeling fucking smug right now. I had him exactly where I wanted–desperate, squirming under the influence of his own desire for me. He’d practically fucking whimpered in my hands.But all I could think about w
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NOAH’S P.O.VThe locker room was too damn loud for a morning practice, but I barely noticed the chaos as Coach came in to address us. He announced that we won't be practicing at the rink today, instead it was strictly conditioning in the gym.Great. Nothing like nearly puking on an empty stomach to kick things off.After changing into workout clothes, we all shuffled into the gym. Like always, veterans got paired with rookies for spotting. I barely had time to glance at Dorian before Jaxon stepped right in front of me, slinging an arm around my shoulders.“I got him today.”I caught Dorian’s expression flicker—just for a second—before he hit me with this pointed, unreadable look. My stomach did a weird twist of worry. After last night, I knew damn well how irrational his jealousy of my friendship with Jaxon could get. Not that I was about to play babysitter in front of the whole team, but I wasn’t in the mood to deal with him sulking all day either. Swallowing a sigh, I shot him a qu
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NOAH’S P.O.VI couldn’t fucking deny it.Angry sex with Dorian was the hottest fucking thing in the world. Even now, sprawled out on his bed, my body still twitched every time my brain replayed how he’d fucked me into the floor like a goddamn animal. My ass was sore, my throat raw, and I could still feel the ghost of his cock splitting me open. It was so fucking good that I'd somehow forgotten the real reason we'd been fighting or arguing. Thankfully, Dorian had forced us to go shower off the evidence of our shenanigans, cum, sweat, and whatever else we’d smeared across each other so I didn't feel icky and now we were naked, tangled in his sheets, each scrolling through our phones like we hadn’t just tried to break each other.The room smelled like soap and sex, and I felt good, loose, relaxed, the kind of buzz you get after a hard practice and a harder fuck. My foot brushed against his under the covers, lazy little nudges turning into a dumb game of footsies. His toes curled agains
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Dorian's P.O.VAfter we left the mall, Noah tossed his keys to me and without being told, I knew he wanted me to drive us back. Clearly he was too blind with anger to do that.The drive back to my dorm was fucking suffocating. Noah sat there, arms crossed, staring out the window like some pissed-off spouse who’d caught me cheating with the neighbor. Neither of us said a word, just let the silence stew between us, thick and heavy as the tension from that shitshow of a dinner. I gripped the steering wheel so hard my knuckles turned white, trying to keep my temper in check because I couldn't for the life of me see why Noah was angry when he'd been all over his "best friend" but the second we stepped into my room and I slammed the door shut, it all went to hell.“You’re such a fucking man-whore,” Noah snapped, spinning on me with his eyes blazing. “Flirting with Tessa right in front of me like I’m invisible. What the fuck is wrong with you? What do they say about bisexuals again? Yeah, y'
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NOAH'S P.O.VPractice was gold. We were prepping for our fourth game in the regionals—home against Denver—and everything was clicking. My assists were piling up, threading perfect passes through tight gaps, while Dorian was a fucking sniper, his wrist shots cutting through the air like a damn blade. The entire team was playing out of their minds—Matt, Jaxon, and Greg locking it down on defense, yes Matt finally was unbenched by the Coach so he's back on games. while Cody, Eli, and Shawn kept up the pressure up front. By the time Coach blew the final whistle, we were drenched in sweat, but the energy was electric and it felt like we were already on the ice for tomorrow's game, beating Denver out of the ice. I'd never felt as confident in our team until this season who was ironically my last in Bridgewater.“Four more games to the Frozen Four,” Coach told us, voice gruff but charged with something close to pride. “Keep this up, and that national title is fucking ours.”I felt so good th
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Noah's p.o.v I froze in place, the key to Dorian’s dorm still in my hand as Matt’s grin widened. My stomach twisted unpleasantly when he began closing the distance between us. For a moment, he just looked at me with his head cocked to the side and then he glanced down at the key in my hand and his beady black eyes narrowed as a cocky grin spread across his lips. “Why do you have Dorian’s room key, Captain?” he asked, his tone deceptively casual. My throat tightened but I forced my expression into neutrality, willing away the heat creeping up my neck. Matt was a fucking trash bag and whatever I came up with had to throw him off our scent. “Not that it's any of your business,” I replied smoothly, shoving the key into my pocket. “But Hayes is my rookie, and it’s my responsibility to help him out. He’s having trouble with philosophy so I'm helping him study.” Matt’s eyes narrowed slightly, like he wasn’t quite buying it, but he didn’t immediately call me out. Instead, he took another
