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“Well, if anyone could teach me, it would be you. Right, Mr. Cynical?”
I removed my hands from the wall and reached for the ones he had on my ass, then I licked the sweat from his temple and said by his ear, “I thought you’d never ask.”
Taking a step back, I pulled Halo away from the wall and spun him around so I could muscle him forward, until his front was flush with the concrete.
As I ground my stiff cock up against the crack of his ass, I took Halo’s hands and planted them above his head. “Keep ’em there. I wanna look at you.”
Halo made a sound like a purr, as I smoothed my hands down the length of his arms and burrowed my nose in the back of his hair. He smelled amazing, like shampoo, soap, and sweat, and when my hands skimmed over his ribs to his hips, Halo bucked back into me.
I slid a hand around to cup the erection threatening the zipper there, then I jammed my hips forward, shoving into him the way I wanted to when we finally got rid of this denim. “You like that you can make me hard. Don’t you, Angel?”
“Yes,” Halo said. “I really fucking do.”
“Hmm.” My fingers curled around him and squeezed. “Good. ’Cause I gotta say, it drives me crazy the way your body responds to me. It doesn’t even know what it wants yet, but it’s beggin’ for it.”
Halo pressed his forehead to the cool concrete and groaned, as I drew my fingers up his zipper to the button of his jeans and flicked it open.
“Jesus.” He turned his head as I got the zipper down, and when I pushed my hand inside to find his dick, my name left his lips.
“Remind me,” I said against the thin material of his shirt. “That dream you had on the plane, where I took you into the restroom and fucked you—”
“Oh God.” Halo slammed his eyes shut, his erection jerking in my hand.
“You said I bit you.” When Halo didn’t respond but his jaw bunched, I growled. “Angel?”
“Yes. I—” Halo’s words cut off on a sharp inhale, as I ran my thumb over the plump, wet head of his cock. “Fucking hell, Viper.”
I chuckled, but the sound was strained even to my own ears. I was wound up tight, ready to finally get inside the angel if he’d let me, and since he was about two tugs away from coming all over my hand, I thought I just might have a shot.
“You said I bit you,” I repeated, and this time Halo nodded as though he’d lost the ability to speak. But when his eyes found mine, I noted how dark they were, how needy. Halo was as on edge as I was—exactly where I wanted him.
“On your shoulder, right?” My eyes dropped to the spot in question. “My cock in your ass and my teeth in your shoulder. That’s hot as fuck. Look at you, dreamin’ about things you know nothing about. You still want that?”
Halo’s entire body shuddered in response as he nodded. “Yes.”
I slowly stroked my hand down to the root of his shaft, and when I got there, I tightened my grip.
“Good,” I said, and let him go. “Then let’s get the hell out of here. Because if you’re gonna use me, then you’re gonna do it naked in my bed, where I can finally come all over you when you’re done.”
Forty-Five
Viper
“WANNA CHANGE YOUR mind?” With my key in the lock of the guesthouse, I glanced over my shoulder to where Halo stood with his hands jammed in his pockets.
The lights around the pool shimmered across the water and lit his hair up like a halo, and when he shook his head and said, “No,” I wondered if that was him talking or the two shots he’d tossed back in the SUV on the way home.
We hadn’t said much since we’d left the tunnels back at the arena, but the entire drive home, I’d been achingly aware of Halo’s eyes roaming all over me. My face, my chest, my hard-as-hell cock, which I had no hope of hiding, and when he’d reached for the whiskey and thrown back a shot of the liquor, I could only begin to imagine what was going on inside that head of his.
When I didn’t immediately unlock the door, Halo cocked his head and said, “Do you want to change yours?”
A smirk tugged at the corner of my lips as I looked down to my erection. “What do you think?”
Halo walked forward until he was so close that the night breeze was having a difficult time getting between us. “I think you should open the door before one of the guys comes out here and you’re left to write yet another sonnet to your…frustrations.”
