He’d be a raging hard-on before he even got there. But at least Linc wouldn’t have to hear it.
In fairness, by the time Avery’s text message came through, Linc was also practically climbing the walls.
I’m home. Still coming tonight? ;)
The winky face was an adorable temptation. Linc was showered and changed inside of ten minutes, and driving across town.
The exterior door and Avery’s apartment door were both unlocked. Music played, turned up loud. As Linc pushed through the door, the sight of red hair flying and lean hips swinging as Avery danced around the living room greeted him.
He stumbled when he turned, eyes wide, chest heaving. “Hey!” He pulled his phone out and went to turn the volume down.
“No, don’t.” Linc laughed and started his own shake in time to the music. He still wasn’t the best dancer, but in the privacy of Avery’s apartment, he’d go for it. Especially if dancing meant he got to touch Avery. And then touching turned to kissing. And then they were tangled up together, limbs wound around one another, while Avery laughed against his lips.
“It’s good to see you too.” His mouth was hungry on Linc’s.
“How’d the interview go?”
“I’ll tell you later.” Avery’s hands slipped under his shirt, and his fingers skimmed over Linc’s skin.
Linc did not mind leaving that topic for another time at all. After two days apart, and despite all the drama—from Vasquez, his sister, Derek and Jordan—the second Linc got his hands on Avery, it all dropped away.
“What do you want tonight?”
Avery hummed, nipping Linc’s chin. “Why don’t you take the lead, and I’ll tell you when to stop.”
Linc shivered. He’d been hesitant to take charge the other night, especially after Avery admitted his relative inexperience. But the memories of Avery’s body around his and his soft moans as Linc filled him said he’d gotten it mostly right.
“Whatever I want?” His blood heated, running through the list in his head.
“Mm-hmm.” Avery winked, like the emoji in his text, and Linc was done for.
He dropped to his knees, pressing Avery face-first against the wall. The sounds Avery made while Linc rimmed him were magic. Time to do it again.
“Oh, wow, um—” Avery said, but Linc already had a handful of the waistband of Avery’s sweats and underwear and yanked them down roughly.
“Tell me to stop,” he said as he kissed the dip at the base of Avery’s spine.
“Don’t stop, just, um—”
Linc bit at the freckled globe of Avery’s ass, making him press closer against the wall, groaning. Linc spread him open, ready to get his mouth on him.
And froze.
Nestled between Avery’s cheeks was some kind of sparkling blue gem.
“Oh my God,” Avery said.
“What the hell is that?” Linc said, but he had a pretty good idea. He tapped it with his index finger, and Avery rose up on his toes, fingers scrabbling on the drywall. Linc did it again, to watch it dance as Avery’s butt clenched.
“Um, so—”
“Something you want to tell me?” Linc ran his hands over the small of Avery’s back and down his thighs, pushing the sweats below his knees.
“So, um—” Whatever Avery was up to, the plug robbed him of his power of speech. That was pretty special.
Linc caught the end of it between two fingers and tugged gently. “Do you want me to take it out?” He watched, mesmerized, as the ring of Avery’s ass pulled tight over the base, while Avery squirmed and panted above him.
“Yes. No. Um...Can you...can you just...come back up here, for a minute?”
