Tucker stopped him from saying any more by placing his thumb on his lips. “You didn’t do anything wrong,” he said in a deep husky tone that only added to Lucas’ attraction towards him. “I’m acting like an idiot.” He sighed and took a large step back, and his finger fell from Lucas’ mouth, much to his disappointment.
“Does that mean you’re staying?” Lucas asked hopefully.
“Yeah,” he said with a smile. “I still owe you dinner.”
“You do, and I plan on ordering the most expensive thing on the menu,” he joked.
“Remind me who’s the millionaire again?” Tucker chuckled. “Maybe I should let you pay instead.”
Whatever tension entered the atmosphere slowly dissipated, and neither was willing to talk about it.
“Okay, I’m going to bed, I have an early meeting in the morning and Zoi is not going to like it,” Lucas said walking over to the couch and got the remote, turning off the TV they’d stopped watching a long time ago.
“Yeah, I do as well,” Tucker said.
Neither one of them made a move to leave, they were still standing there gazing at eat other, and Lucas was begging for Tucker to take the lead and do something to let him know that he was feeling the current flowing between them. As if hearing his thoughts, Tucker stepped to the side of him and rested a hand on his shoulder.
“Good night,” he whispered, his breath ghosting over Lucas’ ear.
His body instantly reacted, and his cock hardened. He was glad that Tucker couldn’t see his lower body from where he was standing. Lucas simply nodded, unable to speak. He stood there for a few minutes after Tucker had gone upstairs and had closed his room door, only then was he able to look down at his still hard dick.
Okay, so now that I know for sure that I want Tucker. Now, what the fuck am I going to do about it?
* * *
Tucker pacedthe length of the guest bedroom wondering if he did the right thing by not leaving. He wasn’t doing a good job hiding his attraction to Lucas. There were so many times earlier that night he wanted to throw Lucas down on the couch and kiss the hell out of him. Sitting on the edge of the bed for a second before standing again, Tucker couldn't decide what to do.
“Maybe I should go and apologize for being an idiot?”
No, you just want to see him again, whispered his thoughts, or he hoped it was.
He walked over to the window and looked out trying to gain perspective on everything he was feeling. Leaning his forehead against the window pane, Tucker came to the realization since he and Lucas became friends, he’d stopped feeling lonely. He still missed Rochelle, but Lucas filled a huge void in his life. He didn’t know what would happen if he’d done something to hurt their friendship. Making up his mind, Tucker stood and exited the guest bedroom, quietly taking the short steps to Lucas’ room.
He knew the other man was awake, since spending a couple of days with him he’d realized Lucas liked to spend a few minutes doing paperwork or reading. Which was why he wasn't shocked to see the light on in the other man’s bedroom or the door cracked just a little in case Zoi woke up in the middle of the night. What surprised him was the deep moan he heard coming from Lucas’ room. He was about to turn around and walk back to his room when he heard a whisper of what sounded like his name.
Knowing he shouldn’t, Tucker took a closer step and peeked through the cracked door. He held back his gasp not wanting to alert the other man to his presence. Lucas had the sheets and blankets thrown to the side, giving Tucker a perfect view of his body. Creamy, smooth, soft-looking skin that probably tasted like the sweetest cream. Lucashad one hand firmly gripped around his cock sliding it up and down circling the head with his thumb. His other hand was between his legs gripping his balls or, Tucker could only hope, fingering his ass.
Even though he knew it was wrong, his cock jerked with interest. He reached up and tweaked his nipple. Pinching the head of his cock with his other hand, he was surprised to feel the wetness on the front of his sweats. He was more than interested. He wanted Lucas, a thought that should scare the shit out of him but didn't. He continued to watch Lucas as he started to fuck his hand putting on a show as if knowing that Tucker was looking at him. His sweet moans became louder just as his hips picked up a rhythm.
Tucker caressed his cock through his sweats, moving in tandem with Lucas' hand. He quietly rested his forehead on the edge of the wall, never taking his eyes off Lucas, needing to see the man cum. He bit his bottom lip holding back his grunts, feeling the rough fabric glide over the sensitive head of his cock. His balls tightened but he didn't want to cum yet but he knew it was unavoidable, not when Lucas grunted his name as cum shot out of his cock and landed on his stomach.
Fuck!Tucker screamed in his head soaking the front of his sweats with cum. That had never happened to him before. His body had never reacted to anyone like that, not even Rochelle. He stepped away from the door, putting his back to the wall when he heard Lucas shifting on the bed.
Closing his eyes, he prayed the other man hadn't seen him, he wouldn't have been able to explain why he had cum soaking the front of his pants. Once he heard the water in the bathroom, he walked back to his room to change and prayed he would get a good night’s sleep and not wonder how he was going to face Lucas in the morning after hearing him cum with his name on his lips.
* * *
Tucker arrivedat the place where Lucas wanted him to go. It was their last night together and he wanted everything to go perfectly for them. He looked over at his passenger who seemed so excited he was bursting out of his skin.
“Are you sure about this? This is where you want me to take you?”
“Yes,” Lucas said grinning, rubbing his hands together. “Come on, it's going to be fun.”
Fuck, if only he knows how adorable he looks right now.“But a theme park?”
“Seriously, Tuck, you’re being a Debbie Downer.”
Tucker groaned and leaned back. He certainly wasn’t trying to bring Lucas down, but this was not what he envisioned for their dinner date. He’d made reservations at the fanciest and most expensive restaurant trying to impress the other man only to have Lucas tell him that he wanted to do something low-key and fun. It didn’t help his case that all day at headquarters all he could think about was Lucas jerking off. He’d hardly slept the night before, he’d purposely gone into the office early to avoid seeing Lucas and sent him a text message about meeting for dinner.
