The audacity of this guy. “I thought the brunette you have been sucking face with all night was keeping you too busy to worry about what I was doing.”
“Derrick.”
I shake my head. “Now that the tour is over, it’s acceptable to flirt with me?”
“You know the rules. I couldn’t even if I wanted to,” Chance says.
“The rules didn’t stop Evan from claiming Sienna,” I tell him.
Chance is taken aback by that. “Because it was his tour, we’re just the opening act. The rules are different for us.”
“Or it was a convenient excuse,” I say, crossing my arms and arching my brow.
“Derrick …”
“No. I have a hot guy waiting for me, and he isn’t hiding the fact that he wants to fuck me.”
“I want to fuck you, again,” Chance says, which stills me.
Oh.
“It’s been killing me these past couple of months watching you take man after man home, wishing it was me.”
“Like your bed wasn’t kept warm all tour,” I snap back.
“You’re right, but they weren’t you …” he declares.
I bite my bottom lip. Shit. I could go home with the hot rugby player or Chance. “You’re not playing fair,” I tell him.
“I know.” He moves closer to me.
“Chance, I want to fuck Jacob. I’ve had the best time with him tonight,” I tell him honestly. “But I also want to fuck you,” I add.
Chance seems surprised by my admission. “How many times a night can you come?” he asks, licking his lips.
“Many.”
“Have fun with Jacob, then come to my room after.”
My brows raise high. “What?”
“Do what you need to with Jacob, but I want you in my bed tonight, whatever time that is,” Chance states. I’m confused.
“And what will you be doing while I’m with Jacob?”
“I’ll be in my room trying not to get hard over what you and Jacob might be doing,” Chance whispers into my ear. He then pats me on the shoulder and walks away. I’m confused.
“Everything okay?” Jacob asks.
I shake my head. “Yeah, it is. I have to work later tonight.” I feel like an ass lying. “Um, so I might have to make you come quickly.”
“It won’t take long, if you keep looking at me like that.” Jacob grins as he leans in and kisses me.
This is a new one for me. As I was technically on a time crunch, Jacob suggested this gay club down the road that was very lenient on extracurricular activities in their bathrooms. Thankfully, the bathrooms were spectacularly clean, not like normal nightclub toilets. He confessed that he’s used it numerous times and knows the owners, and he wasn’t wrong. The sounds of other men getting off was hot. Then the way Jacob fucked me, the way he took control, those thick thighs, even thicker lips, strong hands, he was ten out of ten, and I wished I had more time. It’s not the first time I’ve had two dick appointments in a night, but I am curious about what Chance wants.
And that’s why I am now knocking on his hotel room door, my heart thundering in my chest, and I’m nervous suddenly. What happens if he doesn’t open the door? What if he isn’talone? This is stupid. What the hell was I thinking? I turn to go when the click of the door opening pulls my attention back.
“Derrick?” Chance answers. He’s dressed in thin pajama pants, no shirt. Damn, he looks good, and his hair is all messy. “You came.”
