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“What about inside?” he asked. “In the loft or in the playroom?”

“Maybe not the loft because I don’t think I want to fuck in front of Donovan’s friends if they’re there. I don’t know who they are and that just…I’m okay I think with exhibitionism but only with strangers.”

“That’s fair. It feels a little less personal if we don’t know who is watching.”

Toren took one last drag off his cigarette before flicking the butt out the window. He had a mouthful of smoke when he beckoned Andrew closer. Andrew leaned over the console like he was a snake being charmed and when Toren tapped his finger against Andrew’s lips, he let them part. Toren tapped the bottom one again, and Andrew wagered a guess as to what Toren really wanted.

He stuck out his tongue and Toren grinned from the corner of his lip before blowing the smoke out and right into Andrew’s mouth. The acrid taste made his dick leak, and as soon as Toren finished exhaling onto his tongue, he sealed their lips together and kissed Andrew hard. The smoke filtered between them until Toren sucked it all away and exhaled it out his nose.

“I want you,” Andrew whined against Toren’s mouth, taking his hand and tugging it over the console, not letting go until Toren’s fingers brushed across his fly.

“And you can have me.” Toren kissed him again. “Later.”

Toren opened the car door, leaving Andrew whimpering and abandoned in the driver’s seat. With a groan, he climbed out and met Toren halfway to the steps, grabbing his boyfriend’s hand and kissing his knuckles.

“I’m not sorry you make me horny,” he said.

“Neither am I.” Toren laughed under his breath. “But I do think it’s interesting sometimes to watch how hard you simp for me.”

“Oh, God.” Andrew groaned. “Do you like me better the other way? I specifically remember you being turned off by being told what to do.”

“I was actually very turned on by being told what to do,” Toren corrected. “No one had done it as well as you before, that’s all. I didn’t have the experience to know.”

Andrew’s steps faltered, but Toren kept their hands joined and he dragged a stunned Andrew to the door of the club. He was still a little speechless once they made their way inside, even when he followed Toren to the bar for drinks. When they each had a beer in their hand, Andrew almost had his wits back, but then Toren walked him onto the dance floor and Andrew lost his mind. Toren danced and ground their bodies together like there wasn’t a single person in the room, and Andrew sent a silent prayer of thanks up for the anonymity of a dark club and the stained-glass reflections on the floor.

“I’m so in love with you,” he whispered into Toren’s ear, smiling against his sweat-damp neck.

“I love you.”

“Can I suck you?”

Toren slid a hand around Andrew’s waist and hauled their bodies closer. “Right here in the middle of the dance floor?”

“Anywhere and everywhere,” Andrew promised.

“Let me find a wall,” Toren said. “You make my knees too weak.”

Andrew took the lead after that, finding a corner near the speaker that was louder than he would have liked, but the only place available. As soon as Toren’s shoulders hit the wall, Andrew’s knees hit the floor. A pillow would have been nice, but he almost came in his pants in the car and he was too desperate to worry about his joints. Toren set down his beer and undid his pants, and Andrew groaned, rubbing his face all over Toren’s cock and groin. He loved the way his boyfriend smelled, was addicted to the taste of him. Not just his cum, but the taste of his sweat, his spit. Even when Toren was clean, the flavor of his skin was enough to make Andrew’s cock leak.

His jaw hurt when he stretched his mouth to make room for Toren’s thick shaft, but his eyes rolled back and Toren grabbed his head to hold Andrew steady. Even with the bass beat vibrating through him, Andrew could hear the wet slosh of his mouth around Toren’s cock, the low grunts of his boyfriend chasing his pleasure. Andrew blinked up and forced Toren into focus, whimpering at the sight.

He was so in love it was sick.

So desperate for this man.

“Do you want it in your mouth or on your face?” Toren asked.

On his face always, but they were in public and…

“Both.”

Toren grunted, pulling out of Andrew’s mouth right as the first spray of cum splattered against his tongue. The next burst painted his cheek, dripping onto his chin. Toren managed to get half of it in Andrew’s mouth and the other half all over the rest of him. Andrew shoved his hand into his pants and stroked himself, eyes rolling back when Toren used his burning hot cock to smear the cum around his face.

“I love what a cockslut you are,” Toren told him and it sounded a lot like praise. “I’m horny for you, but you…God, you’re a sight.”

Andrew shook Toren’s hand out of his hair and stood, turning Toren around and shoving his chest into the wall. With one hand, he yanked Toren’s pants down and then shoved his cock between Toren’s thighs. He was horny beyond belief, but he didn’t have the dexterity to get lube out of his pocket. Instead he fucked his dick between Toren’s thighs, groaning at the way the coarse hair abraded his shaft. Andrew came with a grunt, spilling his load all over Toren’s legs and his balls. His entire body shook with pleasure, and Toren reached back to grab him and hold him up.

“I know you’re wild to get back down there and put your face it in it,” Toren said.