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Halo’s light eyes were a little glazed as they stared back at me, and I had to wonder if it was from the alcohol or—
“Undo my jeans.”
—his arousal.
I lowered my eyes down to where my hand was massaging the bulge between Halo’s legs, then he spread them slightly and my eyes flew back to his. When Halo flashed me a lazy, sex-drunk grin, I leaned across the arm of the chair until my lips were brushing over his and said, “And then what?”
As I flicked open the button of his jeans and drew the zipper down, Halo’s lips parted, and he arched his back off the recliner. I slipped my hand inside the denim, and when I wrapped my fingers around him, Halo mouthed, “Fuck…” and I smirked.
“Oh, Angel. If I thought for a second you could keep quiet, I’d have your jeans down and you in my lap—”
One of Halo’s hands came down on top of mine, his eyes flashing, and then I shoved a finger to his lips and chuckled. “But you can’t. Shh…”
Halo’s jaw bunched as my fingers tightened, and Christ, I was reminded of just how gorgeous he was. His hair was a tangle of curls around his face as he looked at me, his head resting back on the recliner, and in the dark of the home theater, the reflection from the massive screen gave off enough light to highlight all the angles of his stunning profile.
I could write songs about that face, I thought, as Halo’s eyes fluttered shut and he pushed his hips up, sliding his cock through my fist. I could write albums, symphonies, all dedicated to how damn beautiful he was, and before I could stop myself, I was leaning over the arm of the chair and taking Halo’s mouth with mine.
As soon as our lips connected, Halo let go of my hand to take hold of my face, and when my tongue slid in between his lips, he angled his body toward me, bucking his hips up off the chair. I’d totally forgotten about the movie, but luckily it was somewhere near the end, where all the explosions were going off all over the place, because Halo couldn’t keep quiet to save himself.
He moaned and threaded his fingers into my hair as he craned up off the recliner to kiss me harder, his hips pumping as he chased after an explosion of his own, but I’d be fucked if that happened in the dark.
Tearing my lips from his, I clamped my fist around the root of his cock and put my other hand over his mouth. Halo’s eyes flared with irritation, his frustration just as strong in that moment as the lust clawing at him. His breathing was coming in fast pants as his hips slowed until they stilled, and when I glanced over my shoulder to the credits that were starting to roll up the screen, he followed my gaze.
“Zip up, Angel.” I reluctantly pulled my hand free and swallowed as I tried to readjust myself, but it was no use. There was no getting comfortable with how hard my dick was. There was no hiding it, either.
The lights flicked on barely a second later, bright enough to blind a normal person. But to those who’d drunk as much as we had, it did a fine job of making everything even hazier than the alcohol.
“Motherfucker,” Slade said, wincing as he covered his eyes, and Killian started laughing by the door.
“Pussy. Since when has Jagger been able to out-drink you?”
Slade looked to Jagger, who seemed as put together as when he’d walked in two hours earlier. “He can’t. Were you following the rules?”
“You calling me a cheater?” Jagger said as he got to his feet. “I was sitting right next to you. I was throwing back as much alcohol as you when Ace was banging his way through the last half hour of the film.”
Slade gestured to his cup. “Prove it.”
As Jagger told him to fuck off, I turned to see if Halo had managed to get himself back in order, and what I saw had all of my patience and restraint taking a major detour right out the fucking door.
Halo had zipped up, yes. But he’d left the top button of his jeans open, and his long, thick cock was still clearly visible beneath the tight denim. When my eyes roamed up to his swollen lips, fuck-me eyes, and messy hair, I shook my head and got to my feet.
“Hey, assholes,” I called out. When they all turned around to look at me, they took in my tight lips and strained expression. “This has been real great and all. But could you all please get the fuck out now?”
As their eyes fell to Halo, who was still reclined in his seat and silent, Killian smirked, Slade snorted, and Jagger’s mouth fell open. Nothing else needed to be said after that. I was done spending quality time as a group. It was time for a little one-on-one.
