I looked down and sucked in another breath. “Yeah…I bet.”
God, it was taking everything in me not to drop to my knees and take him in my mouth. It was even thicker to my eye than it had been to my hand, and no, it didn’t hang down to his knees like some misplaced elephant’s trunk, but anyone brave enough to take him to the root would feel him in their gut, that was for sure. The idea sent a wave of pleasure born from anticipation through me, and I bit it back as I stroked him, running a finger along a vein that ran from the underside and wrapped around to the top.
“Everythin’ ya thought it would be?” he asked, and his breathing deepened.
“Better,” I admitted, tilting my head back and staring at his lips, which weren’t nearly swollen enough for my liking.
With my free hand, I reached up and wrapped it around the back of his head, pulling him down into a kiss as I tested what kind of grip I needed. I shouldn’t have been surprised when a firm grip felt right, and though I wasn’t going to make myself suffer through any delusions about the future, I still filed that away for future use.
His mouth collided with mine, his hands grabbing me and pushing me against the wall with a dull thump that made me think of a normal wall and not glass. His cock was straining in my hand and I pumped him. He was already throbbing significantly, and I broke the kiss long enough to ask, “Just how long has it been since you got off?”
“Ages,” he breathed, his voice already rough and shaking. “Sorry, I ain’t gonna be impressive this time.”
This time?
Right, not the time. I was going to ignore that. “I don’t think there’s anything about what’s happening right now that isn’t impressive.”
“Fuck,” he muttered, his accent growing thicker with each passing second.
He began pushing against my grip, and I caught his mouth again. The kiss was growing sloppier, and I was surprised how easily and quickly he was falling into the moment. It wasn’t like this was the first time I’d been with a ‘straight’ man, but as far as I knew, none of the previous ones had been this eager on their first go-around with another man. Either Cade had lied about having been with another guy, or this affable, sometimes goofy man had it in himself to just…adjust.
“Wait, the mess,” he moaned, his hips stilling but not stopping me as I continued stroking him fervently.
“There’s gonna be a lot, isn’t there?” I asked in a low voice, loving the way his eyes flashed with a new level of heat. “If it’s been that long, and if you’rethatturned on.”
“I am,” he said in that rough voice.
“How close are you?”
“I’m…God, Walker.”
My mind was made up before I could second-guess myself, and I slid down the wall carefully to drop to my knees so I didn’t bang them on the hard floor. Cade caught himself on the wall of glass and I could see his wide eyes peering down at me before I slid my mouth over the head of his cock and continued stroking him. I barely had a chance to cram more than a couple of inches into my mouth before I felt his body go stiff.
“Holyhell,” he growled, and that was the second warning before he came.
Warmth splattered inside my mouth, and the back of my throat that almost sent me into a coughing fit from the force, and the rest coated my tongue. There was no question; I let him fill my mouth and throat while he throbbed against my fingers and my tongue. Above me, his sounds were barely repressed groans as he poured his pent-up release into my mouth until finally there was nothing but the weak twitching of his cock.
Swallowing, I leaned back against the wall. “Jesus, you weren’t kidding about how much there was going to be.”
“Told ya,” he said weakly, grabbing his jeans before they fell, considering he didn’t have his legs spread anymore.
I stared up at him as the realization of what had just happened trickled into my head. “Uh, Cade?”
His eyes locked with mine, and his mouth opened, only for us to hear a laugh echo up the stairs. Our heads snapped toward the door, and I pushed myself to my feet as the voices grew closer. Cade stuffed himself back into his underwear and jeans quickly, and I thought he was going to back up, but he grabbed hold of me, giving me a kiss. It wasn’t all passion and tongue, just a barely lingering press of our lips.
“Don’t go freakin’ out, we’ll talk later,” he said softly before dragging himself over to the small beverage station to make a cup of coffee.
Well, that was a lot easier said than done, but I knew there was no time to address that as I busied myself by turning to face the window, making it look as though I had been contemplating the view. Two guests burst into the room, glancing around in surprise to find someone there, but there didn’t seem to be any suspicion on their faces as they apologized for the noise.
I glanced at Cade as he assured them everything was fine; we weren’t trying to avoid noise. I searched their expressions for anything that might be seen as wondering what we were doing, but they took one of the back tables to continue theirconversation, albeit a lot more quietly than before. Cade glanced at me as he moved over to a chair near the glass, smirking as he sat down.
We had got away with it…now all that was left was to find out if that had been a grave mistake.
CADE
Humming to myself,I tapped the beat of a song I couldn’t remember with my foot as I sat near the wall of windows. I was supposed to be reading, but I kept glancing at the clock. Walker was supposed to be in a yoga class, and I was waiting for it to be over. He had been reluctant when it was suggested, but had gone along with it when I told him it was better than sitting around with me all day like he’d been doing since he’d got here.
It had been a couple of days since our, uh, incident in the observation room, and while he hadn’t been acting weird, I could sense he was watching me closely. He couldn’t bring himself to talk about it unless I brought it up first, and I couldn’t find the courage either.
