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“Do you want it? To be touched like that?” I ask. Because I could do that. I could touch him like this all day. Every day.
He swallows and his head nods almost imperceptibly. And that’s it. I crack.
I move up to him, my hands pressed against his strong chest. God, I want to move my hands under his shirt, run my thumbs over his nipples, and slide my fingers through his chest hair. But that’s for another time. Maybe tonight when no one is around, when we’re cloaked in the shadows of night, he’ll let me.
Instead, I let my hands wander across the fabric of his shirt, up his pecs, across his shoulders, and down his sides until Grey’s head is tilted back against the wall, his lips open slightly.
“Like this?” I mutter, my lips impossibly close to his neck. “I could touch you like this all the time.” I want to lean forward and bite down, suck his flesh until it bruises. But I just gently press my nose to the tendon that’s bulging from his skin as my hands run down and then up his back, cupping his neck.
I shift my hips until I’m fully pressed against him, feeling his hard cock against mine, and a low, pained moan escapes me.
Fuck, if only we weren’t in the bathroom of a coffee shop in the middle of nowhere. I would get on my knees and slide that big dick right to the back of my throat.
“This is wrong,” Grey whispers, a plea in his voice.
“No.”
It’s a simple word, but he needs to hear it.
No, this isn’t wrong. There is nothing wrong about it. If anything, this is too right.
I’m about to tell him as much when suddenly, a knock on the door startles us both.
“Shit,” Grey mutters as I reluctantly pull away.
I glance down and see our hard cocks pressing out from the fabric of our pants, reaching toward each other. They know what’s up.
“Grey. Quinn. Your drinks are ready,” Robert’s voice says from the other side of the door. And just like that, the thick tension surrounding us evaporates. He didn’t need to interrupt us, but he did. He knows exactly what he’s doing.
Grey moves to the sink, splashing cold water on his face, running some across the back of his neck.
I should probably do that too, to cool the fuck down, but there’s no time. So instead, I tuck my dick under the waistband of my jeans and walk out of the bathroom.
Robert is waiting there in the hall, his thick arms folded over his chest.
“Got distracted,” I say and then let myself smirk, allowing him to think more happened in there than actually did.
Let his imagination run wild.
It helps that Grey meanders out of the bathroom a moment later, looking flushed. Used. God, if he only knew what I’d do to him…the things my mind has already done. He’d be utterly wrecked if he let me have him.
I sip at my drink, feeling pleased as punch, and just like Grey predicted, it’s exactly what I wanted. Of course it is. Nothing about him is wrong. Everything is exactly right.
Robert eyes the two of us and then squares his shoulders, not accepting defeat. He starts talking immediately again, filling the awkward space with more words, trying to pull Grey’s attention back to him. But Grey’s eyes are on mine. Electricity crackles between us and a small smirk pulls up the corner of my lips.
You can pretend that didn’t happen, but I see you, Grey.
You were turned on by me.
And hell if I’ll let that go.
ChapterSeven
Grey
Well, fuck. Now I went and did it. I don’t know what happened. Maybe it was his hand in mine for a good portion of the day, or the fact that he was pressed up against me in that tiny bathroom. Or, that I’ve been so fucking lonely for so long.
But my dick got hard when he laid his palms on my chest and moved them across my torso. My entire body was nearly trembling, my chest heaving with heavy breaths.
