When Aaron talked like that, I melted like sticky, warm goo. “Umm. You need to stop those wandering hands, or I’m gonna get fired. Sparks isn’t that kinda club.”
“Fuck, babe, I’m so hard for you, it won’t take long. I’ve missed you. You’ve been working so many hours lately, we haven’t had sex in almost a week. I’m ready right now.”
I looped my arms around his neck. “Aw, poor deprived baby.” I gave him a discreet squeeze. “Damn, you weren’t kidding.”
He pressed me to the wall, the thick ridge of his cock pushing up against my crotch. I grew weak and moaned. “Let’s go.”
I doubted anyone would miss me for a little while, and I linked my arm with his. James caught my eye and gave me a look that said,I know what you’re going to do. Be quick.
Pulling Aaron along with me to the back, I whispered in his ear as many hot and filthy things I could think of to get him as worked up as possible.
“I can’t wait to fuck you, baby. Stick my dick inside you and ram you facedown on the couch. Wanna suck and lick your hole until you scream my name.”
“Fuck, Frankie,” Aaron panted. “What the hell?” When we stopped in front of a door and I opened it, he pushed me inside and shut it behind me.
“Come on.”
He didn’t need to say a word. I’d begun to strip and was naked in seconds flat. Aaron had only managed to take off his jeans briefs and sneakers, but that was all I needed.
“Lay down.” I pointed to the couch, and in two long strides he jumped on it and spread his legs wide.
“I got a condom in my wallet. I was hopin’ we could do this.”
I dug into his pocket, pulled out his wallet, and found the condom. My legs trembled, my cock so hard and ready, I needed a few deep breaths to steady myself before I felt safe to put it on without coming too quick. Aaron’s round, beautiful ass sat high, and I ran my fingers up and down his crack.
“God, babe, just do it. I need you.”
Unable to resist his pink hole, I licked around the rim, holding the cheeks of his ass wide, then sliding my tongue in deep, loving his taste.
“Fuck.” He arched into my mouth, and I had to press him back down. I pumped some lotion on my hands and slicked myself up good, stuck first one finger, then two inside his hole, crooking them up and wiggling them to stretch him wide. His moans turned to pleading.
“Frankie, please, oh God, please, fuck, fuck me.”
“Are you sure?”
“Fuck.Yes,” he almost screamed. “Harder. Harder.”
Lost in a haze of pleasure, I continued to push him into the sofa, the hot clench of his ass gripping me as I slid in and out of him. I heard Aaron grunt and reach beneath himself to jerk his cock until with a loud, keening cry he shook and came.
The smell of our body heat and sex, the excitement of the night and all the stress sent me tumbling over the edge, and I thrust deeper, harder, faster, and fell apart, coming so hard, I saw stars before everything went black.
I had no idea how long we’d lain there, but when I came back to awareness, Aaron lay with a dreamy half smile on his face, one cheek pressed to the sofa.
“That was amazing.” He cupped my cheek. “Without you, I couldn’ta ever begun to get past what happened to me in prison.”
“But it’s still there, right?” I knew.
He nodded. “I ain’t gonna lie. I kinda hoped it would’ve faded already.” His eyes dimmed a moment, then gazed up at me with a fierce, bright light. “But I ain’t gonna let it win. I didn’t want it, and I won’t let it come between us.” He traced my cheek with his thumb. “Thank you for never giving up on me.”
“That would be like giving up on myself.” We lay for another minute or two, and then I kissed his damp shoulder, tasting the salt of his sweat beneath my lips, and slid out of him. I tied off the filled condom and tossed it into the garbage pail. “I can’t believe we just did this in my office.”
Anxious, Aaron sat up. “Are you gonna get in trouble? I’m sorry. I saw you and lost my mind.”
I picked my clothes up off the floor and slipped them on, zipping my pants, tucking my black T-shirt into the suit pants, and slipping into my loafers without taking time to put my socks back on. I folded them up and left them on the sofa to be picked up tomorrow.
“I don’t think so, but let’s get back out there. It’s time to leave anyway. All the guests were gone by the time you got here.”
Aaron put his jeans and sneakers back on, and we walked to the main area of Sparks to see Marcus and James with their coats on. Austin and Rhoades weren’t with them.
