Nolan stares at me for a few seconds as if in disbelief I’d deign to ask him such a question. He presses his elbows against the table, leaning closer so that he doesn’t have to speak so loud.
“There’s a higher chance of me ending up dead than me ever drinking again.”
I carefully set my beer down on the dirty table and lean over so that our faces are only inches apart. Nolan’s lips twitch at the corner again, as if working hard to hold back laughter.
“Isn’t being in a bar tempting though? One sip and it all goes away?”
Nolan narrows his dark brown eyes at me. “Fuck you.”
“Nah,” I say with a cruel laugh. Leaning back into my seat, I grab my beer and take a slow sip. “I think it works for us the other way. I’ve got plans for you later tonight.”
Nolan makes a pitying look at me, lower lip popping out in a pout. “Aw, cute little puppy. What are you going to do? Finish your beer so that we can get the fuck out of here. I’m tired of them all looking at me.”
“If you don’t like them looking at you, why'd you perform on the stage?”
Nolan flicks his hand in a dismissive wave. “Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.”
“Your fans are your enemies?”
“Bloodsuckers,” Nolan murmurs darkly.
I gulp down the rest of my beer with a barely restrained grimace. “Let’s go. I’m going to fuck you by the pool until you’re crying.”
“Whatever,” Nolan says blandly, but I can clearly see the shape of his hardening cock in his jeans.
But I’d forgotten that Nolan always has the upper hand in every situation. The moment we’re alone in the car, he lunges across the console to attack my mouth with his own. It’s more of a biting, angry kind of kiss than anything close to sweet or slow. Again it feels like he’s trying to suck me dry through a kiss alone.
Nolan pulls away from me with a gasp and glances down at my lap while biting his plush bottom lip. My cock is painfully hard in the tight jeans he dressed me in, pressing against the zipper in a way that makes my brain hurt.
Nolan glances back up at me in the dark of the car, face closed off. “I’m going to suck your cock. You’re going to choke me with it until I can’t breathe, until tears are leaking from my eyes. And you won’t stop unless I tap out. Do you understand?”
“That sounds dangerous,” I argue, voice cracking on the words.
Nolan’s answering smirk is beyond wicked. “You’ll learn, stud. There’s pleasure in the pain.”
Nolan unbuttons my jeans and dips his warm hand into my pants to wrap around my cock. He squeezes me once, before pressing his warm mouth against my ear.
“Fuck my mouth, then when we get home, I’ll let you suck me off while you press a hand to my throat.” Nolan slowly licks myear, then blows his warm breath over my skin, sending a violent chill down my spine. “You’re so much fun, Benji.”
I have just enough presence of mind to remember where we are. Grabbing the back of Nolan’s neck, I tug him away and watch his eyes blow wide at my rough touch. There are too many people that could see us, and while I love the idea of the entire world knowing Nolan is mine, this man protects his privacy like it’s a precious secret in the palm of his hands. Fucking his mouth outside of the bar isn’t going to work for me.
“Not here,” I say roughly.
Nolan squeezes my cock hard, making me buck up into his grip. “Are you saying no to me?”
“Yeah, I’m saying no, Nolan. If you can wait until we get home, I’ll give you everything you want and more. But I’m not fucking you outside this bar.”
I’d expected a tantrum, maybe even a punishment, but Nolan just stares at me with his hand still down my pants. Movement outside the bar catches my attention, but it’s just someone smoking, too far away to see us in our current precarious position.
“I can’t believe you said no to me,” Nolan whispers in disbelief.
“Well, I did. So. Can you stop squeezing my dick?”
Nolan carefully removes his hand from my pants, then just as carefully zips my jeans back up. His fingers press against the warm skin of my stomach for a moment before pulling away as if he was burned.
Nolan stares blankly out the windshield as he peels out of the dark parking lot to point us back to his house. Streetlights blur behind the window faster than my eyes can hone in on them. When I’m with Nolan, I feel swept away by an uncontrollable tide. He gets under my skin, making me do things I’d never once in my life considered doing. Some would call it danger, but themore I get to know him, the more I think maybe he’s just waking me up inside, after a long time asleep.
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