The question came out quiet and calm, but Jamie could read the uncertainty in Kyle’s green eyes clear as day.“Thought we discussed this already?”
“Things change.”
“The situation, yeah, maybe.But not us.”
“It might come down to that.I mean, I thought I knew how bad everything would be, with the press and all, but I honestly had no fucking clue it would be like this.”
“It’s the election.That makes everything worse.It’s not forever.”
“And if your dad wins?If he becomes president?What then?”
Kyle chewed on his bottom lip, teeth a flash of white in the dim light.Jamie wanted to reach up and press his fingers to Kyle’s mouth, wanted to stop the tell in its tracks.Hewanted, and that would never change.
“Then he gets what he’s always been after since entering politics,” Jamie said.
“And you?What do you get?”
Jamie’s mouth was suddenly dry, like the parched deserts in the American Southwest.“I won’t risk my career for my father’s, but I’ll keep risking it for you.That’s never going to change.”
Kyle nodded slowly, tongue flicking out to lick his lips.“You should finish your drink.”
“I’d rather finish what you started when you showed up here.”
Kyle slid off the stool and wordlessly grabbed Jamie’s hand, pulling him away from the bar.They were situated near the back wall of the lower level, a short, dark hallway leading away from the main socializing area.One of the two toilets in the hallway was locked, and no one was waiting in line for the second.Kyle pulled Jamie inside, locked the door, then shoved him up against it.Strong fingers wrapped around his tie and yanked him down to a warm, desperate mouth Jamie hadn’t tasted inweeks.
Jamie grabbed Kyle by the waist and shoved a hard thigh between his legs, dragging him closer with rough hands.Kyle groaned, grinding against Jamie’s leg as Jamie licked his way into Kyle’s mouth again and again.Just the feel of Kyle against him was enough to make all the blood in his body rush to his cock, making him momentarily lightheaded.
“Fuck, I’vemissedyou,” Kyle gasped out when they broke apart, the words ragged.
Jamie kissed his way over Kyle’s jaw, sucking at the delicate skin beneath the hinge of his jaw hard enough to form a mark that he knew would fade in seconds.“You think I haven’t missed you?Because I have.Every fucking day and night, Kyle.”
Kyle let go of his tie to scrabble at Jamie’s belt, nimble fingers swiftly undoing the buckle.Jamie hiked his leg higher, forcing Kyle up onto his toes from the motion, drawing a moan out of him from the hard pressure against his rapidly hardening cock.
“I don’t know what I was thinking,” Kyle admitted.
Jamie pushed away from the door and walked Kyle backward across the small space to the opposite wall, pressing him against the cold tile.There wasn’t a stall, just a sink near the door and a toilet off to the side.The air had an undertone of bleach to it that couldn’t quite cut through all the other smells that came with the location.
Jamie honestly didn’t fucking care.He tugged Kyle’s button-down out of his jeans before undoing the button and zipper there.He plunged one hand inside, groaning against Kyle’s mouth when he realized the other man was going commando.Kyle arched into Jamie’s hand, gasping as he tangled his fingers in Jamie’s short hair.Jamie squeezed his fingers around the hot length of Kyle’s cock as he pulled it free, stroking his thumb roughly over the sensitive head.
Kyle choked back a cry, biting down on Jamie’s collarbone through the silk shirt he wore.“Fuck me.”
Jamie was already tugging at Kyle’s jeans, pulling them down his hips with a strong tug.“I don’t have anything with me.”
Kyle lifted his head, smirking as he grabbed one of Jamie’s hands and guided it around to his ass.“You think I didn’t come prepared?”
Jamie’s breath came a little faster as he slipped his fingers between the crease of Kyle’s ass, finding the skin there slick, his hole wet with it.Jamie rubbed his finger over that tight opening, dipping in just enough to know that Kyle was just as slick on the inside.Jamie’s cock throbbed in the confines of his pants and underwear, pressing uncomfortably against the zipper he hadn’t yet undone.
“Yeah,” Kyle breathed, biting his way into Jamie’s mouth.“Was late finding you at the last bar, so figured I’d get ready.”
Jamie kissed him back, hard, holding Kyle close with hands that gripped tight enough to leave bruises behind on pale, freckled skin.Kyle pushed into Jamie’s touch eagerly, moaning as Jamie stroked him to hardness.
“Should get me wet,” Jamie said, moving his head to lick his way down Kyle’s throat.
Kyle pushed impatiently at his chest.“I’mtrying.”
Jamie laughed as he took a step back, reeling a little from the pure, unadulterated joy he felt at having Kyle here with him in his arms.Kyle shot Jamie a hot look from beneath his lashes as he sank to his knees, dragging Jamie’s pants and underwear down a little as he went.Jamie widened his stance, groaning deeply as Kyle didn’t even wait, just guided Jamie’s cock into his mouth with a desperate hitch of breath that had Jamie reaching down to cup his jaw.
He wanted to tell Kyle to slow down, but they weren’t in the right place to take it slow.Pressing a hand against the tiled wall, Jamie thrust into the warm heat of Kyle’s mouth, watching as Kyle’s eyes fluttered shut, entire body relaxing with a suddenness that made Jamie’s chest tighten.
