Farzan shifted, but David growled and kept his hands on Farzan’s ass. “Ignore it. It’s just UPS or some shit.”
“What if they need a signature?”
“They can come back later. I’m busy.” David’s smile turned devilish. “And so are you.”
This time, when their lips met, it was David who took control, sucking Farzan’s tongue so hard he thought it might rip off. Farzan’s hand finally made it beneath David’s waistband, found his cock warm and wet and ready. Farzan teased David with light touches, playing with his foreskin, scraping his fingernails gently against David’s balls, enjoying the way David shivered beneath him.
Farzan shifted to get a better angle to pull David out of his sweats, but before he could, the doorbell rang again, three times in a row.
David groaned in frustration. “Ignore it.”
“They sound a little impatient.”
“I’m impatient!” David insisted, his voice hitching into a whine. “Please, Farzan.”
Farzan had never seen David like this. When David had fucked him, he was all cockiness and dirty talk. But now, he was letting Farzan take control, voicing his need, begging.
Farzan liked it when David begged.
His heart was beating double-time. “I like you like this. All desperate beneath me. You’re beautiful.”
David’s smile was so radiant, he couldn’t hold the glower he tried shooting Farzan.
Farzan gave David’s cock a long, lingering stroke.
“Fuck yeah, play with my cock,” David muttered.
“Yeah?”
“I love your hands on me.”
“I love—”
BANG.
Farzan jumped, yanking way too hard on David’s dick.
“Jesus!” David gasped.
“Sorry!”
But David wasn’t looking at Farzan, he was looking out the living room window. In their haste to touch each other, they’d forgotten to close the curtains, and now someone stood outside, doubled over in laughter, held up by a hand against the window.
“Rhett!”
Farzan rolled off David, keeping his back to the window, and helped David get as decent as possible. The fright and surprise had deflated Farzan’s dick and had done the same to David’s. He arranged himself in his joggers and figured that was as good as it was going to get.
Fuck, how much had Rhett seen?
With a frown that didn’t reach his eyes, David gestured for Rhett to go to the door. Once he did, David turned back to Farzan.
“I can’t believe this.”
“It’s fine.” Farzan leaned in for one last kiss. “To be continued?”
“It fucking better be.”
thirty-five
