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Oh. “Wanna know how I ended up like that? I had one of the best kisses I’d ever had in my life in the club last night. I thought maybe the guy was into me, but he said we should forget the kiss ever happened. He left, I got drunk, and Elliot was a shoulder to cry on. No, I didn’t cry over you. That’s just an expression,” I added before he could make a comment. “Then shots seemed like a good idea at the time. We passed out drunk. It happens.”
“Okay. Are you interested in him?” His voice was low.
“No.” When his eyes narrowed, I sighed. I’d have to spell it out for him, even though I wasn’t sure if this was a good idea based on the way he’d been acting around me and my own self-preservation instincts. “Theonlyperson I’m interested in is standing in front of me right now.”
Leaning into me, he spoke against my lips, the barest brush of skin on skin. “Prove it.”
Prove it? “How? You want me to get on my knees for you?” I said the words flippantly, but as soon as I said them, I heard his sharp intake of breath. Shock flared in his eyes, but it was immediately replaced with heat.
He licked his lips, and then nodded slowly. “If that’s how you want to convince me, yeah.”
My heart pounded, and I tried not to let my own shock show on my face as he drew back a little, but he smirked at me. Guess I hadn’t hidden it as well as I’d hoped.
“What’s the matter? Scared?” he taunted, but then his expression turned uncertain. “Or don’t you want—”
I clapped my hand over his mouth, feeling his grin under my palm. When I removed my hand, I gave him a quick, hard kiss. “Oh, I want to. I just wasn’t expecting that you’d want me to.”
“Scared, then, huh?”
“Fuck off.” Pushing off the desk, I gripped his shoulders and twisted us round so he was against the desk and we were standing chest to chest. Releasing Liam’s shoulders, I traced down the lines and bumps of his torso. I stopped when I hit the top of his loose navy jogging bottoms. “Last chance to back out.”
In response, he bared his teeth at me. “Get on with it.” The effect was undermined by the fact that his voice had become a hoarse rasp that went straight to my dick.
Biting back a smile, I lowered my hand to his cock. At the first touch, he hissed, bucking into my hand. I stroked up and down his length over the fabric before dropping to my knees. My fingers went to his waistband, and I tugged his joggers down, his gorgeous, hard cock springing free.
Precum was already beading at the tip, and my mouth watered. I couldn’t believe he was letting me do this, but now he was, I was going to give him the best blowjob he’d ever had. For a second, in the back of my mind, I wondered if this was a good idea, but I shook it off. The raw need in Liam’s eyes was enough to blow any doubts out of the water.
Gripping the base of his cock, I leaned forwards, flattening my tongue and dragging it across the head. His groan made my dick throb, but I ignored that. There’d be time to get myself off later.
I licked all around the head, teasing him while my free hand rolled his balls. Taking a risk, I slid a finger back to press against his taint. He tensed for a second, but then when I did it again, he moaned, and I took that as approval. Keeping my touch light, I continued teasing the head of his cock with my lips and tongue until one of his hands buried itself in my hair and tugged.
Raising my eyes to his face, I found him staring down at me, his lips all shiny and bitten, and his gaze dark and hot. The hand that wasn’t in my hair was gripping the edge of the desk so hard that his knuckles were turning white. “Noah. Fuck.Please.”
My breath caught in my throat at his “please.” Lowering my head again, I closed my mouth around his cock, taking more and more of him in until he hit the back of my throat. Then I got into a rhythm, slow and dirty, my tongue teasing him every time I pulled back, humming around his length and swallowing around him when I bottomed out.
He was a mess above me, all gasps and pants and breathy moans of my name, his fingers tightening in my hair as his thighs shook against my shoulders. The head of his cock repeatedly hit the back of my throat as I increased my pace, feeling his balls drawing up, and then his cock pulsed in my mouth and he was coming down my throat. He was so deep that I barely even tasted him, swallowing around his length until he tugged my head again. I couldn’t help giving him one last lick when he’d withdrawn from my mouth, catching the final drops of his cum on my tongue.
I blinked several times, my vision blurry from the tears filling my eyes. When I finally staggered to my feet, Liam had tucked himself back into his trousers, and he was staring at me with wide eyes, his breaths still coming in pants.
A wide, satisfied grin curved over my lips. “Good?”
He huffed out a heavy breath, attempting an annoyed look, although it was half-hearted at best. “You know it was.” His gaze darted down to the obvious outline of my hard dick. An apprehensive look crossed his face, and I quickly shook my head.
“I need a shower.”
The relief in his eyes was evident, but I didn’t take any offence at it. I could guarantee that his head was spinning, and not just because I’d sucked his brains out of his dick. The ball was in his court. He knew I was gay, and he knew I liked him.
It was up to him what he did with that information.
