“Come on.”Wes smiled and urged his friendto his feet.“Let’s dance.”
A short while later, all four men were atthe center of the dance floor.Grey and Cal were dancing andlaughing together.Mac had his arms wrapped around a slim guy withpink hair, and Wes was rubbing up against a handsometwenty-something man with long brown hair and lots of tattoos.
Wes couldn’t help but compare the sexualpull he felt toward Ryker with the man he was now dancingwith—John?Joshua?Jared?Shit, what was his name?Jay.He’d stickwith that.
Jay was young and hot, but Wes wasn’ttotally into him, and he had no idea why.They’d groped each otherand grinded together in a bid to get as close as possible, and itfelt good, but nothing like the heat Wes felt from one single touchfrom Ryker.Forget about him.
“Let’s get out of here and have some realfun together,” Jay whispered in Wes’s ear.
Wes glanced around and noticed that Cal wassurrounded by a well-dressed blond man and a red-haired woman, andthat Grey had slid away and was now headed up the stairs.Calturned to follow Grey’s movement until the blond man wrapped hisbig arms around Cal’s waist and whispered something in his ear thatmade Cal laugh, and the new threesome continued dancing.
“Let me just check with my friend.I’ll meetyou out front in ten minutes,” Wes said to Jay, and then weaved hisway over to Mac.“I’m heading out.Thanks for tonight, Mac.I’lllet you know how Monday goes with Ryker.”And with a handshake anda nod, he was off.
He headed back to the VIP lounge and foundGrey sitting in a large leather chair in the corner of the room,throwing back shots.Grey’s right hand shook slightly, but when helooked up at Wes, his face was calm and smiling.
“Let’s head back to the hotel.I’ve got myplaydate for the night waiting out front, and you’re probably donehere, eh?”Grey nodded, and they headed for the exit.
Wes spotted Jay waiting just outside themain doors, leaning against the wall and smoking a cigarette as hechatted with another man.Under the streetlight, everything aroundWes was sharper, clearer.And while Wes was still horny, it seemedthat whatever minimal heat he’d felt when he looked at Jay on thedance floor was already starting to dissipate.Wes just wanted toget back to the hotel and go to sleep.
What the hell is wrong with me tonight?Ugh.I must be overtired.
“Hold on, Grey.I’ll be right back.”
He sauntered over to Jay and nodded.“Hey.I’m wiped out, so let’s just call it a night right here.I had fun.Take care.”He reached out to shake Jay’s hand, but Jay juststared.
“No worries.I had fun, too,” he repliedwith a shrug, then returned to his conversation with the other man.With that, Wes and Grey hopped in their rideshare.
“So, no action tonight?”Grey asked.“Ithought you had a sure thing with that guy?”
“Yeah.I was enjoying myself for a bit, butthen once I headed outside, I don’t know.I guess I’m overtired,”Wes murmured, staring out the window.He didn’t know what else tosay.For the second time tonight, he was at a loss for words, andit made him really fucking uncomfortable.
Grey was kind enough not to ask any morequestions, and the rest of the ride passed in silence until theygot to the hotel.
“I’m going to have a nightcap.You want tojoin me?”Grey asked, pointing to the lobby bar, but Wes shook hishead.“Okay.We’ve got brunch and an interview tomorrow, so stop bymy room around eleven?”
“Sounds good, Grey.Night.”And with a wave,Wes found himself staring at his tired reflection in the hotelelevator.A few minutes later, he was back in his suite on thetwenty-third floor.
Shrugging off his suit jacket, Wes headedinto the bathroom and took off the rest of his clothes.A hotshower was just what he needed to wash off the sweat from the club.Once he was inside the large glass enclosure, the steam began torise and Wes’s body relaxed.
His mind kept going back to the rooftoppatio earlier this evening.Ryker had stepped into his personalspace and touched him unexpectedly, and combined with the effect ofthose big blue eyes, it had been all Wes could do to stop himselffrom reaching out and kissing him.Fuck.
Wes soaped up his heavy balls and strokedhimself, tugging his now rock-hard cock with increasing urgency.Avision of Ryker kneeling before him was so clear, his dark hair wetand slick, his lush, sexy lips surrounding the swollen length ofWes’s thick cock.He could hear Ryker’s moan of satisfaction whilehe licked and sucked, could feel the coarse stubble of Ryker’scheek rubbing against his thigh, the roughness adding to thesensations pulsing through him.
Those eyes would look up at him, dark andsultry with lust.Ryker would take him deeper down his throat,moaning and sucking so hard, so good.Then he would tug on Wes’sballs and slowly slide a finger up, up into his ass.Wes could nolonger hold his orgasm at bay.
“Ah, fuck, Ryker!Yes!”Wes yelled as jetafter jet of his hot cum covered the black tiles in the shower.
Bracing a shaky hand on the wall, Wes tookseveral deep breaths to get his heart rate and breathing undercontrol.Jesus, I haven’t come that hard or that quick in awhile.Once he had washed away the remains of his orgasm, Wesdried off and padded out to the bedroom, slipping under the coversof his king-sized bed.
He checked his phone.There was one text attwo fifteen AM.Speaking of the dark angel.
Ryker:Don’t forget to bring bagels onMonday.Sadie’s, 463 W Broadway in SoHo.And I hope you aren’tallergic to dogs or cats.I have both.
It was sent ten minutes ago.Should hereply?
Wes smiled to himself and started typing:So demanding.Are you going to be this bossy for our wholecollaboration?If bagels keep you happy, I’ll get a daily delivery.And I have a dog myself so pets are NP.
Ryker:I haven’t agreed to the book dealyet.And you really have a dog?How come he/she isn’t in any ofyour social media posts?Afraid they’ll steal yourspotlight?
