“Run a club, like the Phoenix. Maybe even manage the Phoenix someday.” His blue eyes lit up with the prospect. “That would be cool. Or own my own club.” He bumped Cole’s shoulder. “Since you have no plans, you could do it with me.”
“Me?” Cole laughed. “I don’t know anything about running a club.”
“Neither do I,” Gabe grinned. “Yet. But Max could teach us. He’s pretty cool. He encourages his boys to chase their dreams. I think the Phoenix was his dream; he seems to truly love it, like it’s a part of him.”
“Max isn’t that old, is he?” Cole asked. “Early thirties? How did he start a club like the Phoenix? Seems like it would’ve been pretty expensive. Does he have a lot of money?”
“Now,” Gabe said. “I don’t know about before.” He shrugged. “Maybe he has friends in high places who invested in his dream.”
Cole nodded.
“So?” Gabe nudged him again, grinning. “What do you say? Want to be my partner?”
Cole just stared at him.
Gabe laughed. “Businesspartner.”
“You’ve barely known me for twenty-four hours,” Cole chuckled. “And you already want to go into business with me? Isn’t that risky?”
Gabe raised one eyebrow, a smirk twisting his lips as his gaze dropped to Cole’s mouth. “I told you before...” He leaned in, his warm breath ghosting across Cole’s skin before their lips met, soft and electric. “...I’m a risk-taker.” He captured Cole’s lower lip between his own, the gentle suction sending a shiver down his spine as Gabe’s fingers traced a feather-light path along his jawline. “I thought you were, too...” His voice dropped to a husky whisper that vibrated against Cole’s mouth. “...or were you fibbing again?”
It was sometimes difficult to know whether Gabe was joking, but looking into his baby-blue eyes now, he believed the man was dead serious. He was really ready to take a chance on Cole with somethingbig.Cole couldn’t begin to describe how…necessary… that made him feel.
Cole kissed him back, pushing into it with hungry intent. His tongue traced the seam of Gabe’s lips before slipping inside, tasting the lingering flavor of mint toothpaste and something uniquelyGabethat made his groin tighten. Their bodies shifted closer, thighs pressing together as Cole’s fingers found the warm skin of Gabe’s lower stomach, teasing the quivering flesh just above his growing erection. “I wasn’t fibbing,” he panted, his breath hot and damp against Gabe’s mouth, pupils dilated with desire. “I think I would love to be your...partner.”
Gabe’s lips curved into a grin against Cole’s mouth before he nipped at his lower lip, drawing a soft gasp from him. “Awesome,” he whispered, voice rough with want as his hand slid possessively up Cole’s thigh. “We have us a plan, baby.”
A full-body tremor rippled through Cole when Gabe slid his hand further up his warm thigh and wrapped his strong fingers around his cock. Gabe sucked his tongue,strokingthe velvety appendage sensually as his fist slid along the length of Cole’s erect dick in a matching rhythm. Gabe shivered with delight at the feel of the member hardening against his palm, the thin layer of skin stretching taut and slipping against the thick muscle beneath.
Cole trembled again, pushing his shaft through Gabe’s fist, and slid his hands up Gabe’s neck, his fingers sinking into his hair. Soft, whimpering moans collected in Cole’s throat as his body pressed closer to Gabe,wantinghim. Gabe wanted him, too—so fucking bad.Wantedallof him.
“Cole…”Gabe groaned as he tugged the man’s warm, wet tongue, sucking it against the top of his mouth. His hard cock rubbed along Cole’s thigh muscle, his hips pushing forward as he slid his leg across Cole’s.
Regaining possession of his tongue, Cole moaned,“Yes,”into Gabe’s mouth, thrusting his cock desperately through Gabe’s squeezing, stroking hand.“Take me… fuck me.”
Gabe was ready to take him right then and there, then—he’s a virgin. You can’t just dive in.Despite the heat building inside him, the idea of being Cole’s “first” gave him a charge like nothing else ever had. He felt the excitement all the way down to his toes, causing them to curl against the cool sheets.
Leaning back slightly, Gabe’s lips parted from Cole’s with a wetness that allowed the flavor of the man’s kiss to linger. “Any chance…” he panted in a whisper, “… you have lube… or condoms?”
Cole sighed as his head sank back against the headboard. “No. I, uh… I haven’t needed them.”
Gabe smiled, kissing his throat. “I’m okay with that,” he moaned, gently sucking his sensitive skin. “But we do need them.” He straightened, sitting up. “Will it kill the mood if I make a quick dash to the store?” Gabe dipped forward again and kissed Cole on the mouth. “And I do meanquick.I’ll be theFlash.”
Cole chuckled and pressed his palms to Gabe’s cheeks, kissing his lips. “Nothing could kill my mood right now.”
The heat of desire in his gray eyes fueled the hunger inside Gabe, causing his cock to jump and drool. “Or mine,” he groaned. “Though I might lookconspicuouswalking into the store with a massivestiffy.”He laughed.
Cole laughed too. “Well, even without thestiffy,the lube and condoms would give away your dirty plans for tonight.”
“True.” Gabe kissed him again, finding it difficult to pull away. He finally managed to break contact, a hard groan escaping him. “I better go now, or I won’t make it.” He crawled out of bed before the heat of Cole’s body, the hunger in his eyes, and his touch trapped him beneath the sheets. “Be back in aflash.”
Cole lay trembling on the bed, his erection painfully stiff beneath the blankets, Gabe’s phantom fist still squeezing the shaft. He wanted to grab himself, stroke away thetension, but knew if he started, he wouldn’t stop. And he didn’t want to cum without Gabe.
Please be quick,he thought as a quiet agony settled in. He closed his eyes, resting back against the pillows, and tried to clear his mind. Instead, his head exploded with vivid imagesfrom earlier of the two of them “fucking” wildly, almost frenzied, on top of the bed. His erection stretched and throbbed, and his balls tightened painfully.
Oh fuck, Gabe—hurry!
Cole’s silent pleas were answered in what felt like minutes when Gabe returned. Maybe he really was the Flash. Hurried footsteps came down the hall. As Gabe entered the bedroom, he tossed the small bag onto the bed. Before it landed next to Cole, Gabe was already out of his shirt. His pants came off next, flung to a nondescript corner of the room. His erection remained as stiff as when he’d left.
