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My gut twists at the thought of someone else getting inside that incredible ass, but I know I can’t have it both ways. I’m never going to have Tanner the way I want him, so I need to be okay with him being with other guys.
He lets out a sigh of obvious disappointment. I’m about to assure him that he’ll find a replacement dick in no time, when he blurts out, “Is it because I made you wear a condom?”
My eyes widen, taken aback by the question. “What? You seriously think I’m that much of a dick?”
He lets out a breath of wry laughter. “No. You’re the complete opposite, actually. But I guess you don’t usually use condoms? And you seemed kind of disappointed not to…you know…”
“Come inside you?” I finish for him. I spare a glance for the drawings of rainbows pinned to the wall above Tanner’s head, still finding it really strange to be having this conversation here. “I wasn’t disappointed. I don’t usually wear condoms because I’m on PrEP—HIV prevention. And I get tested regularly. But I promise, that’s not even remotely a factor. I have this thing where I like to respect my partners’ boundaries,” I tell him with a quirk of my lips. “Anyone who gives you shit about suiting up doesn’t deserve to get inside that incredible ass.”
His lips curve up in return. “And yet…”
“Tanner, look where we’re standing.” I wave my arm around to gesture at my classroom. “This is your daughter’s classroom. I’m her teacher. Even just having this conversation is so inappropriate. We shouldn’t have gone there last week—”
“But we did,” he interrupts. “The horse has bolted on the inappropriate factor, Deacon. And I really can’t help feeling as though you’re using that as a convenient excuse.”
Damn it. He’s too fucking smart. I avert my eyes from his shrewd, piercing gaze for a moment before glancing back. I feel as though the whole of what I’m feeling is a little too complicated to go into right now, and it’ll put a ton of pressure on him that he doesn’t need. So I opt for a half-truth instead. “Last Monday was a bit out of character for me,” I explain. “I don’t really do casual hook-ups. I’m more of a relationship kind of guy.”
He gives a wry shake of his head. “Of course you are. But you made an exception last week?” he adds, one eyebrow raised.
“Like I said, I let my dick to the thinking last week.”
At my words, his eyes stray to my crotch, where my cock really hasn’t gotten the message that it won’t be getting any action.
His gaze is full of hunger and need, and it makes me harden further, even as my brain acknowledges another sign pointing to the fact that he only wants me for my dick. The sight of the very obvious tent at the front of his suit pants isn’t exactly helping the situation. I can still remember how incredible it felt taking him down my throat. And the taste of his cum…
Fucking hell, get a grip, Deacon!
“You’ve really got to stop staring at my cock like that, man,” I tell him, shifting around awkwardly as my dick throbs under his scrutiny.
“I can’t help it. It’s like it’s got a tractor beam pulling my eyes in. And it doesn’t seem to mind me looking.”
“Because you’re staring at it like it’s a tasty dessert and you can’t wait to get your mouth on it and savor every delicious morsel.” I smirk at him. “It really likes being…savored.”
Tanner blinks rapidly and finally tears his gaze from my crotch, his cheeks tinted red. “I had something else in mind,” he says awkwardly.
“I kind of figured.” Okay, maybe it was a dick move to taunt him about going down on me, but it’s not as though I would have asked him to do it.
“There’s really no wriggle room on this?” he asks hopefully, arching an eyebrow at my erection in what I’m guessing is an effort to point out the very obvious fact that I’m attracted to him.
I sigh, running a hand through my hair. “Tanner, there are hundreds—probably thousands—of guys in this city who’d be more than happy to give you exactly what you want. Why do you need me?”
He shrugs. “I have no idea.”Ouch.“When I realized this…whatever it is wasn’t going away like I thought it would, I had a scroll through one of my apps but it was all…meh. Usually when I’m in that mood I don’t give a shit who the guy is, as long as they’re a top with a big dick who likes to fuck hard.” Again…ouch.“But I just couldn’t stomach doing anything with any of those guys. I need a dick in me, but for whatever reason, it has to be yours.”
“Um…wow…I’m flattered, I guess,” I say dryly, not sure how the fuck someones’s supposed to respond to a declaration like that.
Tanner’s gaze turns inward for a moment, then he gives a shake of his head. “Fuck, I’m sorry. I just realized how crass that all sounded.” He lets out a heavy sigh. “Not exactly the best way to win someone over…”
I offer a wry smile. “Yeah, probably not. But you get points for honesty—I’ll always take that over charm and manipulation.”
He grins. “You’d get on well with my son. Honest to a fault—and I mean that literally.”
Ah fuck, I wish his face didn’t glow like that talking about his son. One of the first things that drew me to him—apart from the incredible smile, gorgeous eyes, and just all-around sexiness—was his amazing relationship with Izzy. I really don’t need any more ‘great dad’ hotness hampering my ability to walk away from this situation.
“I’m sorry I can’t give you what you want, Tanner.”
“Need,” he corrects in a soft voice.
I nod. Of course. He doesn’t actuallywantme to fuck him, it’s just something his body needs. Apparently. Gah. Yes, definitely better to put a stop to this before I go crazy.
