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A breathless, “Yes,” came out of my mouth before I gave myself a chance to think. He wasn’t wrong. I’d been out in hopes of finding something tonight—preferably physical—and he ticked every box. Why deny myself what he was offering?
A sexy smile slid onto his face, and he grabbed my hand. “Let’s go.” He pulled me toward the small room by the front door where we each quickly put on our own coats, then he tugged me out the front door and pointed at a dark green SUV. “That’s me. I’ll wait for you to pull up behind me, and then you can follow me home. Does that work for you?”
I nodded, thankful that I’d been nursing the same drink all night, knowing I’d need to drive sooner rather than later. As we separated, I hesitated. “I have to be home in a couple of hours, though.”
He peered at me. “You’re not married, are you?”
I huffed. “No. Nothing like that. I’m as single as single gets, but I have responsibilities at home I can’t neglect.”
He shrugged. “That works for me. Now stop wasting time.” He winked, then strode toward his own vehicle.
I restrained myself from running to my car to get this show on the road. Although, I guessed I was well past playing it cool, seeing as how I’d been strolling around with a ketchup stain on my shirt. For fuck’s sake.
CHAPTER TWO
Kevin
CJ drove the speed limit, pulling into a driveway flanked by trees. As we followed the curve around the bend, a large gray and white Victorian farmhouse with a sculptured facade and fancy white verandas revealed itself as the motion-sensor outside lighting flickered on. Holy cow. What did CJ do for a living? This place was over twice the size of my own twenty-one square foot, four-bedroom house.
He pulled into the first of the three garages near the house and hopped out of his vehicle. I stopped behind him and turned off my car. Was I really doing this? Yes, yes, I was. Whether I’d admitted it to myself or not, I’d come out because I wanted to be touched. That had been my subconscious plan all along and going to my house had never been a possibility. Where else could we go? One didn’t have a quick hook-up in an establishment like Rafters.
Seeing CJ staring curiously at me, I forced myself to move. I’d never realized until this moment that I’d always taken men home to my house because I was more comfortable there. But surely a guy who owned a residence like this wasn’t some sort of serial killer. Hopefully. Probably not.
The gorgeous man smiled at me, holding out his hand. “You ready to do this?”
I huffed, letting my palm slide into his. “Yeah, sorry. It’s been a while.”
His eyes softened, and he squeezed our clasped hands. “I’ll be gentle with ya. I promise.”
Then he turned and led me up to the front steps of the huge porch, keying in a passcode on the door and pushing it open. Holy shit. The charm of the outside of the large home was nothing compared to the opulence inside. We stepped onto white marble floors with an inlaid pattern of a black and gold design. Directly ahead was a circular stairwell that led upstairs to an open hallway. “This is breathtaking.”
CJ snorted his agreement while taking off his coat and throwing it on the floor. He immediately went to work unzipping my coat, tugging it off of me, and tossing it on top of his. “Okay, first, we should deal with that stain.”
Uh, what? Surely he didn’t really plan to…what? I opened my mouth to protest when he stepped closer—like at the bar—and unbuttoned my shirt, pushing it off my shoulders and down my arms as he removed the garment. As soon as it was off, he tossed it over his shoulder. “See, all done.” He winked. “I told you I’d get it off for you.”
My gaze flew to my shirt, then back to his face where he grinned adorably, completely amused. And it was, hell, he was charming. My own smile curved my lips. “So you did.”
CJ’s hands went to my stomach, and he walked his fingers up my torso like he had at the bar. “So you said you only had a little while before you had to be home. Do you want a drink, or should we?—”
I leaned up, clutching his shoulders, and slammed my mouth to his. I didn’t need to take it slow or be romanced. I wanted his dick in my ass or vice versa—I wasn’t picky—but I needed it to happen sooner than later. CJ didn’t hesitate, opening his mouth to mine in a hot clash of wet heat. We licked at each other like we were both starving, sucking and nipping on lips and tongues, our bodies moving until they were pressed tightly together. I felt his dick grow against me as we continued to maul each other right there by the front door. I clasped him harder, raising a bit on my toes to get closer, and his hands roamed my back furiously.
“Fuck,” he said, pulling back with a jerk. “That’s hot.” He began toeing off his shoes.
Past caring about attempting to look cool and in control, I followed his lead. “You’re hot.”
He growled low in his throat and tugged his shirt up over his head, throwing it over his shoulder like he’d done to mine. As he went for the fastening of his jeans, I tore at mine, wanting to get naked as fast as possible. With our gazes locked, we both shoved our pants down our legs at the same time.
My eyes dropped to his cock as he stood, and saliva pooled in my mouth. He was long and thick with big heavy balls. I didn’t know when I’d get the opportunity to get out of the house and get laid again, so I wanted to experience as much as possible with this luscious man, right here and now. “Can I suck you?” I asked, beginning to drop to my knees. I mean, really, who would turn down a blow job?
He grabbed me under the armpits. “Yes, but I don’t want you to hurt your knees.” He glanced around quickly, then half dragged me to the staircase. “Sit there.” He pointed a few stairs up, so I went, game for whatever he was thinking. He ran back to his pants, grabbed them off the floor, and fought to yank something out of the back pocket. He turned back, smiling triumphantly, as he held up a condom and lube. “Just in case.”
“Yessss.” I made greedy, grabby hands, wanting to get my hands and mouth all over the thick rod that bobbed in front of him.
He smirked, stalking toward me. As he moved up onto the bottom step, he pushed my shoulders backward, lying me back, and he proceeded to bracket me in with his larger frame, moving up and over me so that his legs embraced me and his cock waved in front of my face. A dot of precum dripped from the bulbous head, and I leaned forward, capturing it on my tongue and sighing as his essence exploded into my mouth.
“Oh yeah,” I muttered, wrapping my hand around the base of my prize and sucking his dick slowly into my mouth.
“That’s right, Kevin. Like that,” CJ said, his voice deeper with his arousal. He pumped his hips in shallow thrusts, giving me time to adjust. I moaned around the hard silkiness, opening my throat to take more of him. My own cock pulsed with want, driving me crazy with the need to rub myself or roll his balls between my free hand. I felt like a horny teenager who’d never been touched and wanted it all. Finally, wanting to pull out more of the groans coming from him, I cupped his sac in the palm of my hand, still stroking up his shaft to where my mouth met my hand as I enveloped his thrusts.
