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He made a noise of protest and pouted for a moment when I stepped away. Fuck, he was sweet. I traced his lower lip with my mouth and watched his eyes drift shut, long lashes resting against his cheek.
“Ready?” My voice sounded gruff. Felix nodded and sheepishly adjusted himself in his jeans before we went downstairs.
Johi pumped a fist when we slid behind the bar. It was a mob scene two deep on the other side, and I left Felix to Johi for a brief training while I started filling orders.
The next two hours passed quickly. Felix was a natural, chatting easily with customers and fixing their drinks. When he didn’t know what a drink was, he just asked, and then he figured it out. Where I would’ve stared blankly at a man who ordered a complicated half-vodka, half-gin, multi-fruit juice concoction, Felix made it without complaint. When I raised an eyebrow at him, he said, “I’m used to it. Half-caf, half-skim, double vanilla with nonfat whip orders have trained me for any combination of liquids dumped in a cup.”
When things died down and Johi told me she could handle it from there, Felix and I retreated upstairs.
He was bouncing in place, raking his hair back from his face.
“That was fun,” he said, grinning.
It had certainly been more fun than I’d ever had at the bar before.
“Thanks for helping. Hope you at least made some tips.”
He waved that off. “Oh, I gave them to Johi.”
“You did? Why?”
He shrugged. “It was her shift, I was asking her a million questions, and I was just helping out ’cuz I…’cuz I didn’t want to leave yet.”
My heart pounded at the admission.
“No?”
“No,” he said softly, looking at the ground. “Am I…” He shook his head, then looked up at me. “Am I being too…I know we just started hanging out. I don’t wanna…I don’t wanna be a pest. Come on too strong.”
He was so vulnerable, I could crush him with a word. But his desire was aggressive, and the combination filled me with a rush of warmth for him.
“You’re not.” I rubbed the back of my neck. “I want you here.”
“You do?” His smile was small and sweet, and I was dangerously aware that I’d go to great lengths to be able to put it on his face again.
I nodded once and let myself trace the lines of his face with my fingertips. I studied him until I could feel him getting nervous, and then I tugged him over to the couch. I sat down and he curled up next to me and held up the remote questioningly. I nodded, and he put Secaucus Psychic on.
When Jackie did a reading for a man whose twin sister had died, Felix tensed beside me. He slid a hand up my chest and gently stroked in small circles. It was relaxing for a minute, then it was the opposite. Felix’s touch electrified me, and I held myself very still, breathing shallowly so he wouldn’t stop.
Felix shifted to face me and went up on his knees, eyes burning. He kissed me slowly, sweetly, and I kept my arms clamped to my sides as long as I could. But when he made a small sound of need, my control broke. I pulled him into my lap, slid one hand into his hair, and pressed the other to his back. He gave a broken moan and fell to kissing me wildly. I got hard so fast it left me light-headed.
Felix’s mouth was liquid heat, his tongue fire. He twined his arms around my neck, pressing us closer, and I shuddered at the delicious friction of his ass settling on my erection. He moaned and wiggled against me. I could feel his answering hardness against my lower belly.
“Dane,” he gasped into my mouth. I grunted. Felix squirmed closer to me, though I hadn’t thought that was possible. We kissed, hot slickness and grasping hands, until Felix moaned into my mouth. At the sound, I surged up and rolled him onto his back.
He whimpered beneath me, looking up with wide-blown pupils and swollen lips. I fell to kissing his throat, feeling his racing pulse beneath my tongue, and he gasped, clutching at my T-shirt to keep me where he wanted me. I was happy to oblige. I’d be happy to stay like this forever, kissing Felix until he came undone beneath me.
“Will you— I want— Can we—” Felix mumbled as I kissed his neck.
“What?”
“I want…Will you touch me?”
A bolt of lust shot through me at all the ways I wanted to touch him. For now, I pulled back and slid a hand down to cup his erection through his jeans. He threw his head back and moaned.
He looked debauched with his mouth open and evidence of my kisses on his neck. He looked like he’d let me do anything to him, but all I wanted was to give him exactly what he needed.
