Gregory turned and pressed his lips against Landon’s ear. “You’ve made me very happy tonight.”
“Thank you, Sir.” Landon answered him while facing his friends, unashamed and unconcerned.
“Kiss me, then go work. Carry on as you need. I’ll find you before I leave.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
Landon turned his head and slanted his lips over Gregory’s, licking into his mouth, then groaning low and deep. Gregory nipped Landon’s tongue between his teeth then returned the kiss, taking control. He laced his fingers into Landon’s hair and held his head in place while he attacked and devoured Landon’s mouth. He didn’t stop until Landon whimpered and bucked his caged cock into Gregory’s thigh.
“Does it hurt?” he asked.
Landon nodded and tried, unsuccessfully, to adjust himself.
“Every time your cock slides against that metal, you think about who owns you, boy. Understood?” For emphasis, Gregory grabbed the cage and jerked it from side to side.
“Yes, Sir. You, Sir,” Landon panted.
“Go.”
Gregory released Landon’s cock and pushed him away. He turned without a second glance then slipped behind the bar. Verity met him at the pass, and they tilted their heads together speaking words that Gregory couldn’t hear.
“So, that happened,” Micah chimed in.
Keith laughed, but Gregory raised his eyebrows.
“Yeah, sothathappened,” he said, waving a finger between the three of them.
Keith’s cheeks darkened and he looked down. Aaron laughed and grabbed Keith’s shoulders and rubbed them. Justin glanced at him, and he held his hands up and stepped back.
“I didn’t know anything had been made official,” Aaron said by way of apology.
“It hasn’t,” Justin said.
Micah and Keith shared a look. The whole thing reeked of awkward tension.
“So, you guys want to get a fresh drink? Go dance? Go play?” Gregory asked, trying to steer the conversation back onto neutral ground.
Aaron glanced over his shoulder at the bar then back to Gregory. “I’m gonna grab drinks. What do you want?”
“A beer,” Gregory told him.
“We’re gonna go dance,” Micah said, taking Keith’s hand and pulling him into the growing crowd on the dance floor.
“I could use a refill,” Justin said, downing his drink in one long swallow.
“To the bar, then.”
22
Landon
“Just be yourself,”Gregory said before he opened the passenger door of his car to let Landon out. “They’ll love you.”
Landon eyed him speculatively and nodded once.
“Isn’t it weird?”
“How?”
