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I swallowed hard, blood rushing south. “You’re that sure?”

“I’m sure I want you as much as I’ve ever wanted anyone,” he said. “I don’t know if everything will work out, so I agree we should probably wait to talk to Toby, but it’s not because you’re a man. I’d do that with any relationship right now. He’s been through so much upheaval already, and I don’t think he’s ready for more. Not yet.”

The door rattled in the frame as someone tried to open it, then there was a knock followed by Toby’s confused voice. “Dad?”

I gave Hunter a shove. “Go on. We can talk more later.”

Hunter shot me a hot look before heading for the door. “I look forward to doing a lot more with you later.”

I remained in my classroom long after he left, body quivering with anticipation for the promises he’d made.

* * *

HUNTER

The next fewdays were an exercise in torture. I had never been so horny in my life.

My body thrummed with desire whenever Clark was near—which was often enough to put me on edge and send me to the bathroom to jerk off every fucking day—but we were never alone long enough for me to satisfy the questions that swirled in my head.

What did he look like stripped bare of those cute bowties and skinny jeans? How would his body feel beneath mine? I wondered how his cock fit in my hand, if it would feel as hot as mine, if it would throb in my grip before release. Would Clark tremble when I touched him? Would he gasp and take whatever I gave him, or would he demand what he wanted? Maybe even beg for it.

The wait for a day when we could snatch more than a few minutes alone achieved one thing. I had shot right past first-time-with-a-guy jitters and landed smack-dab on desperate-to-have-him lust.

Tuesday, after tutoring, I pulled Clark into the bathroom and kissed him until both our heads were spinning. Clark had clung to me, making delicious mewling sounds of pleasure that I couldn’t get enough of. But just as he lifted one leg around my hip and I felt the tantalizing pressure of his hard cock against my thigh, the doorknob had rattled. “Dad? Are you in there? Mom wants to talk to you.”

“Be there in a minute,” I’d called, waiting for his footsteps to fade away.

Talk about a bucket of cold water. Nothing was a cock block like your son interrupting with news of your ex-fucking-wife while you cupped a guy’s ass in your hands.

Clark and I had separated, exchanging awkward goodbyes before he snuck out.

On Wednesday, Clark had been busy with students when I picked up Toby, but Thursday we’d managed to sneak in a solid twenty minutes of making out before Toby missed me. I’d walked Clark to his car, then ducked inside, where I’d lifted him onto my lap and he’d ground our cocks together until I was ready to shoot in my jeans.

When my phone chimed with a text from Toby wondering where I was, I was so sexually frustrated I wanted to scream. The man was driving me wild and I still hadn’t managed to see him naked.

“Stay for dinner?” I’d asked Clark, even though I’d have to come up with a heck of an explanation as to why I’d followed Clark to his car then brought him back inside.

Clark grimaced. “I promised Nana I’d have dinner with her tonight. I haven’t been over there in too long already…”

“Of course.” I sighed, frustrated, but forced myself to remain patient.

I could ask Clark to come over after Toby was in bed, but I wanted to do this right. I’d told Clark it wasn’t all about sex, and it wasn’t—even if I did feel ready to combust from the drawn-out anticipation. I didn’t want Clark to feel like some kind of Tinder hookup—or maybe Grindr was more appropriate now? Either way, I didn’t want Clark to think this was all about getting off, though I might die from blue balls if we didn’t get there soon.

“There’s a barbecue at my brother and Garrett Rafferty’s place tomorrow evening. Come as my date?” I asked instead.

Clark smiled, and I knew I’d made the right call. “I’d love to go.”

That night, I texted Kevin to ask if Toby could stay over with them. As much as I wanted to date Clark, I needed us to have some real alone adult time.

Hunter:I’d like some time alone with Clark, and the kiddo misses you now that you’re traveling more with Garrett.

Kevin:You don’t have to guilt me. I’m happy to keep him so you can lose your man V-card

Hunter:Dude

Kevin:Unless I’m too late? Did you already have your big bi awakening?

Hunter:Maybe I’m pansexual, jackass.

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