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“Relax,” Eric calls over the music. He turns around so his ass is facing me and backs into me. Eric grabs my hand, placing it on his hip as he moves. My heartbeat picks up,but it’s about the awkwardness of our current position. My dick stays soft, despite the way he’s rubbing against me. “Look around,” Eric tells me. “Who catches your interest?”
My eyes go to the place I saw the guy dancing earlier, but he’s nowhere to be seen. I’m searching the crowd for someone else that catches my attention when a skinny figure with long brown hair twirls around.No fucking way.I was doing this to get away from Cy, and somehow, I picked the club they’re dancing at. What are the fucking odds?
It doesn’t make it any easier to pull my eyes away from them as Cy dances in the middle of a couple of guys. One guy is pressed up against Cy’s back with his hands on their hips while another is in front of them with his arms around Cy’s neck. I hardly realize I’m walking toward the group of them until they get closer.
Eric doesn’t say anything as he follows me through the crowd. We aren’t far from Cypress, but I can tell the moment they see me. Cy’s hips falter in their rhythm as their eyes meet mine. Then they lean closer to the guy in front of them, whispering something in his ear. I can’t hear anything over the music, but Cy pulls the guy closer,sandwiching themself between the both of them, as they sway their hips.
My face heats up. I want to grab those guys off of Cy and replace them on the dance floor. It’s entirely irrational, but the thought of them taking Cy somewhere for sex has popped into my head, and now I can’t unsee it. The three of them grinding together with much less clothing.
Eric steps in front of me before I can lay hands on the guy at Cy’s front. He motions with his head off to the side and the guy follows Eric, leaving Cy to me. They wrap their arms around my neck, still keeping their ass glued to the guy behind them. “What are you doing here?” Cy asks. “It’s not toogayfor you?”
I place my hands on Cy’s hips, pulling them into me. Unlike the moment I was dancing with Eric, there’s no hiding my reaction. The slight brush of their groin against mine has my dick thickening. “What are you doing here?” I ask, turning the question around on Cy without answering it myself. “Are you so hard up that any dick will do?”
Cy laughs, taking a step closer to me. The other guy takes the hint when I glare at him over Cy’s shoulder. They lean in closer to talk into my ear. “And what would you know about that? Last I checked,you’re so afraid of any dick that isn’t yours that you can’t bring yourself to admit how much you want it. You want to fool around? Touch me back. I’m not wasting my time with this when I don’t get anything out of it.”
Chapter Twelve
Cypress
Isuck in a gulp of semi-fresh air. The alley isn’t the cleanest, but I needed a breather after my run in with Theo on the dance floor. My heart is still beating double time. I’m supposed to be ignoring him and moving on, not daring him to touch me back.
The back door of the club opens and a familiar figure steps out. Theo isn’t holding his drink anymore, but he doesn’t look entirely drunk either. “You think this is easy for me?” he asks. “Like somehow admitting that I find you hot is gonna change everything.” Theo punches forward, his hand striking the brick wall of the building. I grab his wrist, pulling him to me, his back to my chest, and wrap both of our arms around him. Theo fights the embrace, and I instinctively move my hand higher, pressing the side of my wrist against his neck. A sharp intake of air hits myhand as he goes still. His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows hard.
“Admit it, you’re just fighting because you like me to put you in your place,” I taunt him.
Theo stiffens in my grip, but he doesn’t say anything.
I move my hand that isn’t at his throat to the waistband of his jeans. Theo doesn’t attempt to fight me off as I undo the button and zipper. “Are you hard right now? Thinking about my hands getting you off?”
“Fuck, please.” Theo groans, backing his body up into mine.
It’s harder to stick to my guns than I thought it’d be. Touching Theo and getting him off in this alley is a terrible idea. Anyone could walk out and see us. “Turn around,” I tell him.
Theo lets out a heavy breath as he turns around to face me. He keeps his eyes focused on the ground, not looking at me. I’m sure it’s because he’s embarrassed, but he doesn’t even realize how it makes him look. The way he gives in and submits to me is exhilarating. I move my hand to Theo’s shoulder, pressing down firmly. “Get on yourknees.”
Theo’s eyes snap up to meet mine as he takes in a sharp inhale of breath.
“Come on, Teddy. Let’s drop the nonsense. Your mouth on my dick, or we can stop now and call it quits.” I’m not sure what outcome I’m hoping for. My dick is achingly hard, but I know I’m pushing Theo way out of his comfort level.
He looks at me before his eyes drop to the ground. Theo bites his lower lip, and I’m sure he’s going to storm away or try to hit me again. Then his knee bends. He smoothly kneels down until he’s on his knees in front of me. Theo’s hand goes on my hip, but he doesn’t take the lead.
I open the fly of my jeans, undoing them enough to shove the fabric out of the way without showing off my ass to anyone who might step out of the building. I pull out my cock, grabbing it at the base. My dick traces the line of Theo’s lower lip. “Open up that mouth of yours. It’s time you put it to some good use.”
Theo’s lips part as his tongue darts out in a quick movement. A wet brush of muscle as he tentatively traces the head of my dick with his tongue. I give him a moment to explore before I thread my fingers into his hair and tightenmy grip. As much as I want to thrust into his mouth and get myself off, I need to touch base first.
“Teddy, if you want me to stop at any time just tap my hip, but if not …” I use my grip on Theo’s hair to pull him closer, and his grip on my hip tightens, but he opens his mouth wider. My dick slides deeper into his mouth. I almost can’t believe my eyes. Theo is on his knees, sucking me off in an alley. This has to be a dream.
His other hand goes to his open jeans, pulling out his dick. Theo moans around my erection, and the sound drives me to move my hips, making a shallow thrust. I keep expecting Theo to tap my leg and back out, but he doesn’t. When my thrusts slow, he moves closer, sucking me deeper.
My dick twitches, and I know I’m getting close. Watching the movement of Theo’s arm as he jerks himself off is hypnotizing. I can’t believe he’s enjoying this as much as I am, despite the obvious proof. I can’t stop the reaction of my body either. “Gonna come,” I warn him.
Theo’s eyes dart up to meet mine as I hit my peak. My balls tighten and he sucks harder, his hand gripping me harder as I come. I’m breathing heavily as Theo pullsaway, coughing. Part of me wants to laugh out of disbelief. Instead, I offer, “You want me to get you off?”
“Um, no need.” Theo coughs again, wiping the back of his hand across his mouth. “I, uh, already got off.” He stands up, tucking everything back into place before he zips and buttons his jeans. Theo grimaces, looking at his hand, then wipes it on the leg of his pants.
I don’t know what to say, but it feels like I should say something. I’m messing this whole thing up with Theo and probably only confusing him more. “We should …” I shake my head, but I can’t make the words come out right.
“Fix your pants,” Theo tells me with a quick gesture. His cheeks go red, and he’s not meeting my eyes, but he’s not running away either.
