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“There we go. Much better.”
His body flowed against Corbin’s, hips moving in an intoxicating rhythm that made Corbin bite his lip to keep from moaning in frustration. This was so much more than his imagination had ever been able to come up with. Jackson was so much more than any of Corbin’s fantasies. How was it he’d never gotten the chance to experience him before now?
Corbin looked into Jackson’s gorgeous eyes. He’d never been close enough to the man to see that the blue was sprinkled with flecks of gold around the pupil. Why hadn’t he ever seen that before? Oh, yeah. Employee. And it was usually dark in the club. Because it was a party, the house lights were still up, and the music at a volume that let the bass pulsate, but not overwhelm people’s ability to talk without shouting at each other.
One song faded into another, and Jackson wasn’t letting Corbin drift back into the crowd. Every time it crossed Corbin’s mind that he was monopolizing the guest of honor and should go back to help Sarina and Josh, Jackson seemed to sense it and pulled him closer. He wound himself around Corbin, hips frotting against his thigh, Jackson’s skin-tight jeans doing nothing to hide that he was rock hard. Corbin was pretty sure his own erection was equally obvious.
“Come on, Cor, let yourself go.” Jackson’s sinuous voice wrapped itself around Corbin’s brain the way his body was continuing to twine around Corbin’s. “No one’s gonna care. I don’t work for you anymore. Let me feel you. Please.”
It was the final word that did it. Corbin had been watching Jackson all evening. Now he let himself really look. Jackson always looked perfect. He dressed to flirt, to seduce men and women alike and tease them with the thought that they might be able to go home with him at the end of the night. As far as Corbin knew, Jackson had never hooked up with anyone he met while on shift. But that didn’t stop him from creating the illusion that he could be had for the asking.
Tonight, though, Jackson wasn’t dressed to tease. He was dressed to fuck. Tight black jeans and a fitted leather vest that laced up the back like a corset and highlighted his trim waist and flat abs. His wrists were bound up in thick leather gauntlets like some medieval archer or steampunk cosplayer. His curly brown hair was long and loose, and made him look like he’d just gotten out of bed right before he came to the party. That was only enhanced by his plush lips and the smokey smudge of charcoal that outlined his heavily lidded eyes.
Staring at those eyes, Corbin fell under their spell and gave in to his desire to plaster himself against Jackson.
With a dirty chuckle, Jackson slid his hands Corbin’s ass. “There. That wasn’t so hard, was it?”
“No,” Corbin admitted, “but I am.”
Jackson’s lips quirked into a sly smile. “Me too.” The undulation of his hips slowed into a filthy slide. “You always make me hard, Cor.”
Corbin had no idea how to respond to that admission, so he did the only thing he could think of. He pulled Jackson closer and kissed him.
He’d intended for it to be…oh, fuck…not at all the deep, sensuous mouth fuck it became as soon as Jackson opened to him and let him taste the remnants of the Rim Job that lingered on his tongue. It was a heady mixture of the drink and a rich sweetness like caramel that warmed Corbin to his core.
They groaned into each other’s mouths at the same time, and Jackson pulled away. He was panting, his pupils were blown, his expression desperate as he scanned Corbin’s face, then grabbed him by the hand and towed him off the dance floor. They were halfway down the hall before Corbin realized they were heading for his office, but he was too turned on to care.
Jackson pinned him against his office door, and kissed him senseless, his thigh pressed against Corbin’s cock, rocking his own erection against Corbin’s hip.
“You are so fucking sexy,” Jackson growled. “Do you have any idea how long I’ve been wanting to do this?”
Shock made Corbin pull back. “You have?”
His response was answered by a low, dirty chuckle. “Yeah. I’ve never left work without a hard on for you. You gonna let me inside?”
“I don’t bottom,” Corbin said.
“I meant into your office. I want to suck you off. Consider it my retirement present.”
It took Corbin three tries to get the combination right on the keypad lock that would open his office door, but that was largely because Jackson had unzipped his pants and slid his hand inside to fondle Corbin’s cock.
With a cry of triumph, he got the right numbers in the right order, and the door opened. They tumbled inside, Jackson immediately spinning Corbin around and backing him against the door so hard it slammed shut. Jackson’s mouth was back on Corbin’s, his hands pulling Corbin’s shirt from his waistband and undoing the button on Corbin’s pants.
“I can’t believe how you taste,” Jackson moaned.
The sound that came from Corbin’s mouth was tortured, but in total agreement. He wanted to stop, to savor the moment of having Jackson in his arms. It was so much more than he’d ever imagined. But Jackson was already sinking to his knees, pulling Corbin’s pants and briefs to the floor, swallowing Corbin’s cock to the back of his mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” Corbin breathed. The heat, the way Jackson’s tongue wrapped around him and moved against his length, then swallowed, and took him further. “Fuck.”
“Um hm.”
Jackson’s hands were braced against Corbin’s thighs, his head bobbing, cheeks hollowed. His lips slid to the head of Corbin’s cock, tongue teasing at the slit, one hand sliding between Corbin’s legs to stroke the sensitive skin of his taint.
Corbin sucked in a sharp breath as he felt his balls tighten. “Oh, shit, I’m gonna come if you keep doing that.”
Another dirty chuckle reached his ears as Jackson pulled off. He stared up at Corbin. “Don’t.” Without another word, he went back to work, swallowing Corbin to the back of his throat and resuming his relentless torture.
It didn’t take long after that. A few seconds at most, and then Corbin was lost in the most powerful orgasm of his life, emptying himself into Jackson’s eager mouth with a load of cum that felt like it was endless. Jackson swallowed, working Corbin’s release until the pleasure crested and Corbin had to pull out because he was too sensitive.
