“Why do you call me that?” I asked, unable to help myself. But he didn’t answer me. Instead, he looked away as if he couldn’t look at me while I was asking such a question. It annoyed me. Mostly because he wouldn’t give an answer and because it sparkedsomethingI couldn’t pinpoint.
“Fuck it,” I muttered before I downed the rest of my water and grabbed Nate’s hand and dragged him to the bathroom. I was already on the express train to Bad Idea Land when it came to Nate, so why bother playing it safe?
When we got inside, I slammed the door shut and shoved him in a stall and locked the door. He looked shocked at my display of aggression, but I was done playing by his rules. Done playing it safe.
Within seconds, his mouth was on mine, devouring me like a man who had his first taste of water in days. He had me pinned against the door of the stall, a thick thigh between my legs, rubbing against my throbbing cock as he drove me to the edge of madness. I let out a low, dirty moan at the way his hands lit up my body as they grazed along my arms and sides until he reached the edge of my shirt and pulled it up so he could attack first one and then my other nipple with his lips, teeth, and tongue.
I keened at the feel of him, at the way he made me feel. He’d be mine forever, if it were up to me.
“Nate. Jesus, please,” I begged, though I wasn’t sure whatfor. I needed him more than I needed anything else at that moment. There had been a pressure building up inside me since I woke that morning with an empty bed, and he was the only one who could give me the relief I desperately craved.
“Needy little bird,” he said with a chuckle as he kissed his way up my neck before biting my ear and eliciting a new set of fireworks that sparked inside me.
I let out a sound of agreement. “Your needy little bird.”
He pulled back for a second, looking at my face. I wasn’t sure what he was looking for and it made me feel uncomfortable. Looking away, I bit my lip, but his hand came up and cupped my cheek. He turned me back to look at him. “Eyes on me.”
“Fuck, Nate?—”
He cut me off with atsk.
“Is that what you call me?” He leaned in and growled next to my ear.
My knees went weak. I couldn’t. Not again. I couldn’t let him get in my head like that and take it away. It was too much, too difficult the last time.
“No, Daddy.” The words were out of my mouth without my permission. I bit my lip to keep back the moan of what that word did to me.
Fuck, I really was a needy little bird. But I had no idea when that happened.
“Good boy. Don’t worry, I know how to make you fly.” Nate dropped down to the dingy floor and the look he gave me as he unbuttoned my pants was pure sin. I didn’t even know how he had enough room to maneuver between myself and the toilet in the stall, but I wasn’t going to complain.
“Fuuuck.” My head fell back, but I had nowhere to brace myself as we were crammed into the small stall. Knowing anyone could hear us at any point sent a spark of excitementthrough my body. It was wrong, but it felt so right with Nate. He made everything feel right.
A small part of my brain was still operational and knew how dangerous this was. I was a cop, for fuck’s sake. I shouldn’t be getting blown in the men’s room of a gay club by a guy I had a one-night stand with, who had me call him Daddy.
Jesus Christ. I was a walking fucking cliché.
And I didn’t fucking care one damn bit.
Brown eyes stared back at me as Nate ran his hands up and down my thighs, easing the tension out of me, helping me to relax. I hadn’t even noticed until that moment that my entire body was trembling.
Desire or nerves, I wasn’t sure. Maybe both.
Without saying a word, or taking his eyes off me, Nate tugged my pants and underwear down and immediately sucked my aching cock to the back of his throat. His hands gripped my ass tight enough that I knew I’d have bruises for days as he swallowed around my sensitive cock head.
“Fuck, Daddy, that feels so good.” My hands flew to his hair, clutching tight, afraid I’d lose myself if I didn’t have some way to keep myself grounded. The way he worked my dick made me see stars. It was the perfect amount of suction and stroking of his tongue along my hard flesh.
He pulled back, grazing his teeth lightly, and I let out a shout as my body bowed forward from the sensation. There was no way I wouldn’t be heard if someone were to walk by, or walk in. My dick twitched at the thought. Fuck, I never knew I had an exhibition kink. Nate really was making me discover a whole new side of myself.
“You’re going to kill me if you keep doing that,” I said with a chuckle.
Something flashed in his eyes and he gave me a wicked grin.
“Only if you ask nicely, little bird.” Then he was back on melike a man on a mission, and I supposed he was. It was risky, being in the bathroom. We could get caught, so the sooner he could make me come, the better it would be for both of us. Especially since I’d need time to return the favor.
My hand tugged the short strands of his hair and he let out a groan that vibrated throughout my entire body. I was sure I had found heaven in that bathroom stall.
One of Nate’s hands moved to my crease and as soon as his finger grazed over my hole with the slightest pressure, I was shouting with my release that he swallowed down like a pro.
