“Shut up.”JJ laughed.
“Talk to him about the names,” Brantley ordered, pointing between them as he made his way to the door.“They’ll need them to get outta here.”
With that, he jerked his chin toward the door, smiling at Reese.
And for that brief moment, he forgot about all the other shit they were dealing with and simply enjoyed a few moments with his husband.
It wasn’t until they neared the elevator that Brantley grabbed Reese’s hand and tugged him down the narrow corridor.
“What are you doing?”Reese rasped.
“Taking advantage of the situation.”
“There is no situation,” Reese hissed, attempting to pull free from his grasp.
Brantley tried the knob on the first door they came to and found it locked.He tried the next and grinned when it turned.
Slowly opening the door, he peeked inside to find what appeared to be a cleaning supply storage area.It was neatly organized and exactly the sort of spot he was looking for.
He manhandled Reese into the room and closed the door.
“Brantley, we can’t—”
“You should stand here,” Brantley told him, pushing Reese against the door.
“Why?”
“In case someone needs in here.”
“Brantley,” Reese drawled.“We can’t d—”
“We can and we are,” he insisted.
He effectively silenced his husband by crushing his mouth to his.There was a moment of surprise, but then Reese was kissing him back, hard and hungry.Within seconds, Brantley unbuttoned his jeans and lowered the zipper, eager and desperate to get his cock into Reese’s mouth.
Gripping Reese’s jaw, he pulled back, met his stare.He let the emotions of the day free, driving his need for a distraction.He channeled the frustration and disappointment into a hot, desperate hunger.The only thing that would sate him was this man.
“I want to fuck this beautiful mouth,” he growled softly, swiping Reese’s bottom lip with his thumb.“Ineedto fuck this beautiful mouth.”
Reese’s golden eyes glazed over.
“Now, Reese.Get on your knees and suck me.”
He watched as his husband slid down the door, their gazes locked the entire time.Brantley backed up only enough to give Reese room to position himself.Then, fisting Reese’s hair tightly, he guided his cock past those plump lips and into the heated cavern of his mouth.
“Oh, fuck, yes,” he hissed when Reese sucked him in deep.“Suck me, baby.Make me crazy.”
Reese took over from there, fisting the base of Brantley’s dick, stroking in tandem with the heated pulls on the sensitive head.Inundated with pleasure, Brantley let it consume him, wiping away the stress, eliminating the worry.He got lost in the man he loved.
“Damn, I love that mouth,” he mumbled under his breath as he stared down at Reese.“It feels so fucking good.Ah, yeah.Suck me deep, Reese.”
He pumped his hips, pushing in deeper.Reese seemed to know what he needed because his hand fell away, allowing Brantley to push into his throat.
“Can you take more of me?”he groaned, overwhelmed.
Reese’s answer was in the glittering gold of his eyes and the surrender he saw there.
Holding Reese’s head with both hands, Brantley shifted so that he could fuck Reese’s face.He took what the man offered, letting the intense pleasure overtake every nerve ending until he was precariously hovering at the brink.He remained there for several seconds, grunting as he drove his cock into Reese’s mouth again and again.
