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His honesty makes my lips twitch upward in a smile.
“That so?” I ask as I step closer to him, watching him slowly unravel.
“Please,” he says. “Why are you doing this to me?”
“I’m not doing anything,” I reply as he takes a step back, his body pressing into a chain-link fence. And I can’t help it. I crowd him, loving the sounds he makes when he’s trapped, when he’s gagging for it.
“You’re too close.”
“Say stop, and I will.”
He doesn’t utter it. Just like I knew he wouldn’t. He swallows those words down as I press my lower body into his and feel the long, thick length of him in his pants. Arching forward, I grind against it, making his eyes flutter shut. His mouth opens in alow groan, and I lean forward and, against all sense, against all reason, bite down on his neck.
Fuck. The taste of him. Unique only to Jude. He says I’m intoxicating. No, he’s got it all wrong. He’s made me lose my fucking mind. With his looks, the way he tastes, with the way he begs.
“Come back to my place and let me fuck you,” I say, and Jude lets out a whimper as I grind my hips against him over and over.
“I can’t. Ican’t.”
I know he can’t. I know he doesn’t want this, but he does. Iknowhe does. I knew it all those years ago. The way his eyes would slide across the guys’ naked forms in the locker room, the way he’d wet his lips. I saw him all those years ago, even if he never saw me.
I don’t even think he knows who I am. He certainly doesn’t remember me.
My hand slides into his hair, and I tug on it, pulling his head to the side, exposing more of his neck to me. I let my teeth and tongue slide across his skin, nibbling on his ear and sucking a mark right underneath it. He’s trembling with pleasure now, his entire body vibrating with the need to come.
Love that I have him in a choke hold, that I have him here with me. Like this.
“Fucking can be a new hobby for you. Fucking me.”
His hands reach out and he grabs on to my arms, almost as if to push me away, but instead, he drags me closer.
“I won’t ever fuck you,” he manages to say, but his words drift into a moan when I slide my mouth across his jaw to his lips.
“How about kissing then? Kissing is so…innocent.”
His eyes open, and I see his blown-out pupils, the rim of blue in his irises barely visible.
“Kissing?” he breathes.
I shouldn’t want to kiss him. That wasn’t ever the plan, but in this moment, our hard dicks grinding against each other, it sounds fucking amazing. I want to slide my tongue into his mouth, want to taste him, want to feel him whimper and whine against me. I want to feel that desperation move down my throat. I want to digest it.
“Yeah. Kissing.”
My lips breeze across his and his fingers tighten on my arms, digging holes into my skin.
I do it again and again, teasing him, taunting him, deriving a sick sense of pleasure at how unhinged he appears in this moment. Just from this subtle, gentle caress.
But before our lips can collide, a horn honks nearby and Jude jumps to the side, his chest heaving, his hands shaking.
“Oh fuck. Jesus. Goddamnit.”
I slide my tongue across my teeth, angry that someone interrupted and yet relieved I’m now thinking with my brain instead of my dick. I’m not going to kiss Jude. Hell no.
But that doesn’t mean I want to leave tonight unfinished.
I still have business with Jude I need to tend to. But it suddenly doesn’t seem as urgent as before. I don’t feel as drunk on him as I was minutes ago.
I step toward him and run a hand up his spine to his neck, squeezing gently. I feel his muscles bunch and flex under my fingers, and I love how strong he is, how much he fights this despite being a total slut for it.
