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He narrowed his glance and furrowed his forehead. “I told you before, I’m no gentleman, and you will find that out soon.” We strode to the far end where the restrooms looked deserted.
“Don’t you want a last chance to have some of this glorious ass. You know you said it was the best piece of ass you’d ever had.”
“When did I say that?”
“You can’t remember now. You’re trying to forget everything that you felt about me so you can kill me?”
He pushed me. “We don’t have all day—”
“On the contrary, I have all day,” I said.
“Remember what I said. We’re still in Texas and I have a weapon. Do you want to see it?”
“No thank you. I’ve seen it already.” This time Dante didn’t open the door and I pushed it open and he marched in and walked into one of the stalls. “Are you afraid to show me that gorgeous big cock?”
The door to the stall opened and he jerked me inside. “Keep your mouth shut, or I will leave you here.”
“Do you mean you will let me go?”
“Does it look like I’m ready to die because of a man I just met and fucked one time? Nico will kill both of us if I can’t find a solution to this problem and that problem is you.”
“You’ll find an answer, Dante. You’re smart. It doesn’t have to be where you kill me. Let me go and you won’t have to see me again.”
“I can’t do that, Romeo.”
“You’d rather kill me—”
“I said I’m trying to think this through. And you’re not making it easy for me.” I knew how to make it hard for him. I went to my knees. “Get up from there. I don’t need you confusing me with this.”
My hands were moving up and down his thighs and when I reached his zipper I pulled it down without him protesting. It appeared Dante wanted this as much as I did. I released his thick heavy length into the cool air, then I opened my mouth and sucked in that gorgeous-looking cock. At first Dante tried to pull back, but I held on to his hard butt, and slowly moved closer and his hips snapped forward, pushing his length deep into my mouth and throat. I sucked it, jerked it with one hand, and when I looked up, Dante’s eyes closed, his head lolled back and his mouth opened.
He tilted his head forward, and I reached up and placed my finger in his mouth where he sucked it. Then pulling it away, I reached for his black slacks and pushed them down, leaving him standing with his red briefs as I moaned and sucked him down from the tip to the base of his dick.
Looking up, I pulled back and he moaned when his cock hit the cold air. I pulled his briefs down to his ankles and placed my hand on one cheek, my mouth capturing his length, and my wet finger tracing his tight ring as it pulsed, opening and closing, indicating he was ready to give it up.
Pulling back and releasing his cock once more I glanced up, and said, “Cum for me, baby.” With his eyes closed, Dante nodded his head, and licked and bit his lips.
Chapter 3
Romeo
I heard hard breathing, I felt his stiff buttocks tighten, and that was when I pushed my finger inside him as he tightened the grip of his ring of muscles around my finger, and released his warm salty cum, filling my mouth, and filling my satisfaction with the knowledge that he felt something for me, and he had a heart.
I could work with that, I thought when I eased my finger out of his opening before stretching him, as he pressed his cock down my throat in a frenzy before he had his orgasm.
Standing expecting him to hold me and bring me into his embrace, I stared into his eyes as he brought his pants up along with his briefs. He eased his zipper up as I watched, with him not saying a word.
When he’d tucked his white shirt into his black pants, and brushed back his dark hair with his hand, he moved on the side of me, with his head down, and opened the door still in silence and never meeting my eyes. I followed him outside to clean up, and still there was an unbroken silence between us. I could hear voices, but those voices faded into the air and all I heard was Dante’s heavy breathing when I had his cock inside my mouth.
What the fuck?
“Aren’t you going to say something, you ungrateful prick?” I bellowed, stealing a glance at his magnificent face and body.
“I think you have it wrong. You’re the one that’s ungrateful. I haven’t killed you yet.”
I glared at him in the mirror. I had all kinds of emotions running through me. There was resentment and rage, longing for the man who wasn’t there anymore, longing for the man I first met, not this callus, cold brute.
He washed his hands, and after drying them he tossed the paper in the basket, and left me standing looking in the mirror at my swollen lips. Oh fuck me. I really am fucked, I thought. Looking around for a window I could climb out, there were none. Maybe he’d gone to the car and expected me to follow because he’d surveyed the area and determined there was no way out but the door we walked in.
