“Jordan,” he breathes out, and instead of responding, I lean down to kiss him.
He whimpers, hands digging into my shirt. I kiss him deeper.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you,” I breathe out against his lips, my hands sliding to his jaw to hold him in place so I can kiss him even harder. I can’t get enough.
“I missed you too,” he says between kisses.
I grab Alex’s hips and spin him around, then walk him backwards until his back hits the door. At least now, if someone tries coming in here, they won’t be able to get in.
“Jordan, what—”
I break the kiss and get down to my knees, frantically working at the zipper of his pants.
“Fuck,” he hisses. “Is this really happening?”
“Yes, it fucking is,” I growl, getting his hard dick free and taking it into my mouth.
I haven’t been with a single person since Alex. I’ve hardly even jerked off. My sex drive isn’t there if Alex isn’t around, and I’m okay with that. Guess this part of me is saved for only him.
He groans loudly as I take him deeper into my throat. I gag, but keep going, needing him tofeelhow much I’ve missed him. Maybe I should use my words, this isn’t thehealthiest way to fix what we broke, but I want to suck his dick, so I’m sucking his dick.
“I’ve missed you,” I tell him when I take a break to catch my breath.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you too,” he says, sounding on the verge of tears.
I focus my attention around the head of his dick, feeling him pulse in my mouth, the salty taste of his precum on my tongue.
“I’m close,” he warns.
“Come for me,” I tell him, then drag my tongue along the underside of his dick.
I grip him hard at the base, holding him in place so I can suck him better. His hand is in my hair, messing it all up, his hips thrusting deeper.
“Fuck, Jordan, I’m coming,” he pants as his dick erupts.
I’ve fucking missed the sounds he makes when he comes. I drink down every drop of him, put his dick away, then get to my feet.
“That was… unexpected,” he says, still breathing heavily.
“You’re telling me,” I say with a chuckle.
Alex smirks, grabs the lapels of my jacket and spins me so suddenly that it throws me off guard. My back is slammed against the door, and we’ve switched places.He’s on his knees, unbuttoning and unzipping me. The relief is instant as the cool air kisses my exposed skin.
“My turn,” he says just before swallowing my cock.
“Jesus,” I hiss. “Fuck, Alex. Oh my God.”
My head hits the door and I shift my feet because I feel like I’m going to fall. Alex jerks me off while giving me the messiest blow job of my life and I’m coming minutes later. He smiles up at me as he puts my dick away, and I pull him to his feet to kiss him.
“I don’t know what we’re doing,” I admit, though I can’t stop kissing him.
“Neither do I,” he answers.
We should talk about it. For once, we should finally just talk about it. Lay everything out on the table. Show our cards. But I hear shouting out in the hallway, and we break apart. Both of us stare at each other, and for a second, he looks sad, but I’m not sure why.
“We should get back,” he says.
I nod before pressing my ear to the door. When the shouting stops, I pull the door open, but stop short when I see Hudson leaning against the wall. He looks up, eyes going wide when he sees me.
