“You know what?” I stop moving, looking him up and down before shaking my head. “Fuck it. Go home, back to your perfect little life with your perfect fiancée and perfect baby—”
All of a sudden, his beautiful, forceful lips are encompassing mine, and I melt.
My legs are unsteady as he guides me until my back hits the wall, once again.
Our desperate hands roam each other’s bodies. I can’t get enough of him, and he clearly feels the same, the way his fingers immediately slide under my shirt. They’re firm, gripping me with that familiar tension that makes my heart race.
As though he’s been waiting forever for it, he slips his tongue into my mouth, holding my jaw steady with his hand. I tilt my head to give him more access but this only prompts him to lick up the column of my neck.
“Ohfuck,” I groan, squeezing his hips in my hands. I pull his waist towards mine, happily surprised at his submission. He steps between my legs until we’re both grinding against each other perfectly. Bucking his hips against mine, I can feel that glorious cock of his, pressing against my thigh with every thrust. The need to see it is overwhelming. If I had only known the last time was the last time…
His hand tightens around my neck, making my stomach clench. I can’t handle this. I haven’t been touched this way in forever. Sincehim, truthfully. Nothing would ever be able to compare, so why would I even attempt to try?
“You touch me so f-fucking well,” I say in a breathless, needy voice. “Nothing has ever felt so good,” I whimper, leaning into his grasp. I don’t mean to confess that. It slips out before I have a chance to recollect it.
A pained, deep grumble sounds from his chest. He presses his mouth against mine, like he’s trying to tell me the same thing. I can feel it. Maybe he can’t say it, but I know it's there. Before I know it, his fingers angrily rush to undue the zipper of my jeans.
Now, maybe it was the way his knuckles brushed against my shaft or the way his tongue licked my lip before diving into another kiss. Whatever it was, it made me tumble off the edge before my dick touched the night air.
“Oh, shit shit shit!” I groan, holding onto his shoulder. We both look down and watch the wetness spread and seep through to the outside of my grey boxers.
“So fucking beautiful,” Brad mutters, staring at the mess. His hand grips the outline of my shaft, making my hips jerk through the aftershock. He slowly glides his hand back and forth, prolonging the blissful feeling.
All of a sudden, the back door of the bar opens, revealing Johnny, my co-worker. I quickly turn away, Brad stepping in close to me, like a protective shield.
“Noah, you out here?” Johnny asks, looking around.
“Yeah, right here. Just finishing—”dammit, poor choice of words— "I’ll be right in!”
“Oh, shit,” Johnny gasps, his eyes flicking between my awkward shuffling and Brad’s stance behind me. “Uh… okay. I’ll see you inside,” he mutters before quickly shutting the door.
“Shit.” Brad falters, stepping back.
I connect my eyes with his, worried I’ll see a guilt stricken face, but thankfully I only see his eyes fixated on my wet crotch.
“Ahh, shit.” I smile, leaning my head on the wall. “Yeah. I’m a mess.”
I have at least two hours of my shift left. This will be an uncomfortable night.
Worth it though.So fucking worth it.
“Give them to me,” Brad rushes out. “I can take them home. Do laundry.”
“Clean the mess you made?” The corner of my mouth quirks up. I’m not sure why but the thought of Brad doing my laundry is turning me on all over again.
“Yeah. Hurry, take them off,” he insists.
I do what he says, quickly dropping my pants and giving myself a quick wipe. His eyes do not tear away from my naked half as I do the undressing but I honestly love it. I want him to stare.
“Just do me a favor?” I ask, pulling up my pants before dropping my balled up boxers in his hand.
“What?”
“Dirty them up before you wash them. For me.” I wink, swinging open the back door and stepping through, leaving him without another word.
I just hope I gave him enough of myself tonight to make him come back for more.
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