who was free to express himself, free to be himself.
The thought made me smile, especially when my mind drifted onto what had happened in Devlin’s office. My dick started to harden, like it appreciated the memory as well, and I reached down to palm it through my boxer briefs.
The way he’d tasted was a prominent flavor profile in my mouth. How I’d tasted was as well. Each time I’d been with him, I’d done something new, something I’d only ever seen in porn, but I wasn’t nervous. I was just hungry. I wanted to know it all, do it all, experience everything I could because I’d been waiting for this for a long time.
Today was better than yesterday.
Going through all of that with those amber eyes on me was bliss. Seeing his need, feeling his mutual hunger was something unsurpassable. Something five-thousand square feet of interior-decorated space couldn’t compete with. Something a fifty-grand monthly allowance didn’t buy.
I bit my lip as my cock grew harder. It had a taste for what it wanted, what it’d been craving for years and—
My phone buzzed, flashing up a number I didn’t know.
Hesitant to answer in case it was my dad again, because just thinking of him made it likely I’d rake up that particular ghost and he had a habit of checking in to see if I was miserable enough to return to the fold, I waited. My dick grew soft like it could feel my father’s disapproval from the West Coast.
It disconnected.
Leaning over the bed to see the screen, when it didn’t flash with another call, I knew it hadn’t been Dad, and I picked it up and redialed.
It rang for a long time, long enough that I almost put it down, but I didn’t.
I was glad I persevered.
“Hello.”
Devlin.
“Hey,” I replied huskily, surprised that he was calling me. Surprised he even had my number.
He was the last person I thought I’d be hearing from tonight—just because it was out of the blue, didn’t mean I wasn’t ecstatic.
I was.
I could hear his breathing down the line—it wasn’t rough or anything. Heavy. Just, audible. Like he wasn’t sure what to say, how to be. I knew how that felt, but I’d been playing a part all my life so it was easy for me to fill in the gaps.
“I was just thinking of how you tasted,” I told him, my voice so husky that I didn’t recognize it as my own.
I had the feeling he was one foot in the closet and one foot out. Maybe he was bi, I didn’t know, or maybe he was just gay and hiding it with a string of girlfriends, but my impression was that he wasn’t comfortable with men.
Not in the light of day, anyway.
Knowing that opening gambit could scare him away didn’t stop me from making it.
I wasn’t about to push him into anything, but neither was I going to ignore the elephant in the room. Not when I wanted him—badly.
A sharp sigh escaped him, and my eyes fluttered to a close as I remembered the gentle gust of that against my ear, down along the sinews of my throat where it raked up gooseflesh. As if my body already knew how to react to him, the small hairs down my nape stood to attention like he was here in the room, his hands on me—how I wished they were.
“Did you like it?” was his careful response.
“I did. Very much. I-I’ve never tasted someone else’s cum before.”
“You’ve always used a condom? You should anyway. What we did in the dark room wasn’t safe—”
My lips quirked up in a smile. “Isn’t that like trying to shut the stable door when the horse has already bolted?”
“Maybe.” He sighed again. “I just—they’re not really safe spaces.”
“No. I assume that’s half the fun for you.” When he just gave a non-committal hum, I told him, “I’ve never been with a guy before.”
A choked gasp escaped him. “I’m your first?”
“First guy,” I corrected, amused by his response. “I’m not a virgin.”
“Your ass is though.” He grunted. “Jesus, I didn’t need to know that right now.”
Flopping onto my back, I arched a brow at my stained ceiling. “Why not?”
“Because I don’t need a boner when you’re wherever you are in the city.”
Immediately, arousal sucked my breath away.
He wanted me again.
Thank God!
“There’s always Uber,” I remarked.
“If I’m your first, then I’d like you to know that I’m clean. I was tested recently, and I haven’t been with anyone since then.”
Taken aback, even if