He gave her a wink. “Finish your own damn tree. I got important business with your nephew.”
She just smiled, lifting her hand to wave as we headed out the door. “Have fun y’all!”
Chapter 21
Diego
Cold air hit us the moment we stepped out of the diner, but I didn’t care. I pulled Hayden around to the alley. Darkness had already fallen, but I didn’t want anyone to interrupt us. The moment we were out of sight, I forced him up against a wall, my tongue already in his mouth and my hand groping his cock through the front of his jeans.
He moaned into my mouth, his hips bucking against my palm. I could feel him hardening under my touch, his breath coming in short gasps.
“Diego,” he whispered against my lips. “What if someone sees?”
“Don’t fuckin’ care,” I growled, nipping at his lower lip. “I need you too bad.”
I fumbled with his belt buckle, the metal clinking in the quiet alley. My old cowboy hat was tilted back on his head, and something about that sight made me even harder.
“Take me to your place,” I managed between kisses. “Before I fuck you right here in this alley.”
Hayden’s eyes went wide, and he didn’t need to be told twice. We stumbled through the dark behind the diner, hands never leavingeach other’s bodies. The walk to his apartment behind the diner should’ve taken thirty-five seconds, but it took us nearly five minutes with all the stopping to kiss against walls and grope in shadows.
By the time we reached his door, Hayden’s hands were shaking so badly he could barely get the key in the lock. I pressed up behind him, my hard cock grinding against his ass through our jeans, my lips on his neck.
“Hurry,” I urged, sliding my hand down the front of his jeans.
The door finally swung open, and we practically fell inside. I kicked it shut behind us and spun Hayden around, crushing our mouths together as I walked him backward toward what I hoped was the bedroom. His hat tumbled off, and I broke the kiss just long enough to snatch it from the floor.
“Keep this on,” I said, placing it back on his head with a wicked grin.
His apartment was sparsely furnished like a motel room, but I didn’t care about the décor. All I cared about was getting him naked. My fingers worked at his buttons, exposing that sun-kissed California skin inch by tantalizing inch. His chest was lean but defined, dotted with freckles that I wanted to trace with my tongue.
“God, you’re beautiful,” I breathed, pushing his shirt off his shoulders.
“Says the walking wet dream,” Hayden shot back, but I could see the flush of pleasure on his cheeks at the compliment.
We stripped each other frantically, boots and jeans and underwear forming a trail to his bed. When he stood naked before me, save for that cowboy hat, I had to take a moment just to stare. His cock stood proud in front of him, erect and leaking andperfect, just like the rest of him.
“On the bed,” I commanded, my voice rough with desire.
Hayden complied, sprawling back on the mattress, legs slightly spread in invitation. I crawled between them, pushing his thighs further apart.
“Turn over,” I said. “I’ve been wanting to eat this ass for three days.”
His eyes widened, but he rolled onto his stomach, then pushed up onto his hands and knees. The hat somehow stayed on, and the sight of him like that… ass up and waiting for my tongue, turned me on more than I thought possible.
I spread his cheeks with my hands, revealing his tight pink hole. My mouth watered at the sight of it.
“Fuck,” I whispered, running my thumb over his entrance. “Look at you.”
Hayden shivered under my touch, pushing back slightly. “Diego, please...”
I didn’t make him wait. Leaning forward, I dragged my tongue slowly over his hole, savoring the taste of him. The sound he made, a half gasp, half moan, sent electricity straight to my cock. I circled his entrance with the tip of my tongue before pressing inside, feeling him clench around me.
“Oh god,” he groaned, dropping to his elbows, his ass lifting higher. The hat tilted precariously but stayed on.
I worked him open with my tongue, alternating between teasing licks and deeper thrusts. His thighs trembled under my hands, and I could hear his breathing growing more ragged with each pass of my tongue. I reached around to stroke his cock, finding it rock hard and dripping pre-cum.
“You taste so fucking good,” I murmured against his skin, nipping gently at one cheek before diving back in.
