“Isn’t this making decisions forme?” he whispered.
Griffin didn’t answer, but bent his head and pressed his lips to Aaron’s. Aaron should have recoiled, or pushed against Griffin’s chest, or said no. But he didn’t. Instead, he opened his mouth and allowed Griffin in, just as he had the night before.
Their tongues tangled and Griffin fisted Aaron’s coat, dragging him even closer, until their bodies were flush against each other and Aaron could feel the pulsing need in Griffin’s hard cock. It mimicked his own, which was at full mast now and aching to take what he had sworn he would never give.
Griffin backed him up, guiding him until Aaron’s backside hit the cool smoothness of the icehouse wall. His eyes flew open then and he found Griffin’s face mere inches from his.
Griffin didn’t break the gaze, but held steady as he slid his hands down Aaron’s chest, over his hips, and then unbuttoned the first fastening on his trousers.
Aaron’s hips bucked against his will, but he shook his head. “If the others come…”
“We’re at the back of the building,” Griffin said softly, unhooking the next button. “We’ll hear them before they see us if they do come.”
Aaron squeezed his eyes shut as Griffin made swift work of the final buttons at the fly and then slipped a hand into Aaron’s trousers. His fingers folded around Aaron’s cock and he tugged, freeing it gently.
“Oh God,” Aaron moaned, unable to do anything else as Griffin stroked his hand over him once, twice, three times.
“Tell me you want me,” Griffin ordered.
Aaron opened his eyes to find Griffin staring at him, his expression wild and primal and filled with heat and desire. Slowly he nodded. “God help me, I do want you, Griffin Merrick.”
“Good,” Griffin breathed before he dropped down to his knees.
Aaron’s gaze went wide as he watched Griffin stroke his thumb back and forth over the swollen head of Aaron’s cock. It felt fantastic, but he wanted something more. He wanted Griffin’s mouth. As if he read that desire, Griffin looked up at him as he lowered his lips to Aaron’s erection.
Wet heat swirled around Aaron, and he let out a groan that seemed to echo in the air. He reached down to slide his fingers into the crisp shortness of Griffin’s hair and rested his head back against the icehouse wall with a thump as Griffin began to suck.
Griffin’s tongue swirled around his length in slow, firm circles, even as he squeezed the base of Aaron’s cock gently. All of Aaron’s focus, all of his attempts to hold back, faded and his entire world became centered on this man’s mouth. His magical mouth that now began to pump over Aaron slowly, drawing him farther in with each stroke.
Aaron found his hips flexing, taking Griffin’s mouth gently in the utter quiet of the woods. It felt amazing, it felt perfect, it felt right as Griffin pumped harder, faster, pulling pleasure from every fiber of Aaron’s being until his entire body felt like it was tingling, perching on the edge.
He was going to come. Right here in the middle of the forest, with Griffin Merrick’s mouth latched around him. He grunted, trying to pull away, but Griffin wouldn’t allow it. If anything, he sucked harder, and Aaron’s vision blurred as he let out a long, harsh moan of pleasure and pumped his seed deep into Griffin’s throat.
Griffin took it all, even as he smiled up at Aaron. Only when Aaron sagged against the building, sated with release, did he pull him free from Griffin’s lips. Gently, he tucked Aaron back into place and buttoned him, then got to his feet and leaned in to kiss him deeply.
Aaron tasted his release on Griffin’s tongue and drew their bodies flush together, wondering what Griffin would taste like. Wanting to test it, to tease him as he’d just been teased.
Fuck, he was starting to get hard again just thinking about it.
Griffin pulled away at last and smiled at him. “I think I found our prize.”
Aaron squeezed his eyes shut. Griffin’s words had only served to remind him of what the consequences of their actions were. Of the stakes at hand.
“Griffin,” he began, but Griffin leaned in and pressed his fingers to Aaron’s lips.
“I understand your hesitation,” Griffin said, wrapping his arms around Aaron’s waist and leaning against him. The weight of him was a comfort when it shouldn’t have been.
“Letty means a great deal to me,” Aaron whispered, his voice breaking.
“And she means the world to me. But there is no denying that what is between us is powerful. Is there?”
Aaron knew he should say he could deny it. That what had happened just now was a slip and nothing more. But he couldn’t form the words. They were a lie. “I can’t deny it,” he admitted.
Griffin nodded. “Then the best thing for us to do might be to give in. To purge this thing between us. So just…let me. For a little while, justletme.”
Aaron bent his head. He wasn’t strong enough to say no. Not now that he had felt Griffin’s mouth around him. Not now when he wanted to give him just as much pleasure in return. Pandora’s Box had been opened.
“All right,” he whispered, ignoring how Griffin’s face lit up when he said it. “But we must be careful.”
