You see, my friend and I were taking the elevator from the banquet floor and we’re currently stuck in the dark…if you say we’re in the north tower, I’ll take your word for it…no, it’s just the two of us…okay, thank you.”
After rattling off his phone number and thanking her again, the elevator bounced some more. I was about to tell him to quit walking around, but stopped short when his leg bumped against mine. He slid down the wall and draped an arm over my shoulders.
I hated how good it felt to have that contact. Hated that I wanted more. Hated that he needed to comfort me. Hated how well it was working. “She said they’re aware of the issues. Apparently, we’re not the only ones stuck. They’ll get us out as quick as they can, but she did say it might take a bit.”
“That’s so not what I wanted to hear,” I complained. Nate’s firm hand cupped my chin and he turned my head to face him. My breath caught as I debated whether to tell him to stop or beg him to keep going. “What’re you doing?”
“Have to take your mind off being trapped somehow,” he whispered.
I opened my mouth to respond, but my words were silenced as Nate pressed his lips to mine. The stubble on his chin scraped across my clean-shaven face, sending a jolt straight to my dick. My lips parted on a sigh and Nate took that as invitation to curl his tongue around mine. Such a minute action, yet one that reminded me he was taking control. I moaned as I reached between our bodies and worked the button on his jacket before untucking his shirt. My cock grew painfully hard when my palm met the coarse hair on his stomach.
This was careless. Stupid. But there was something about the way Nate didn’t treat me like I was something special because I was an athlete.
It was hard to find people who acted like I was a normal person, and I found it incredibly sexy. “God, don’t stop.”
With one hand still curled around the back of my neck, he pushed my jacket over my shoulders. Our lips parted long enough for both of us to strip away everything covering our upper bodies. I considered pulling out my phone to provide enough light for me to see his body.
I’d been pleasantly pleased by how toned his abs were beneath his tux and wondered if the rest of his chest was in the same shape. He wasn’t cut like so many of the guys I’d fooled around with over the years, but even his love handles were a turn-on. I could easily get used to the softer contours of his body.
Don’t think like that. Before you know it, someone’s going to open that elevator and you’ll be left wondering if you’d dreamed this whole thing.
“Do you trust me?” Nate asked. When he kissed me, I nodded, hoping that was answer enough for him. No matter what he wanted to do, I did trust him. He knew how much was on the line for me and I knew deep down he wouldn’t betray me.
Still exploring my mouth, his fingers curled around the waistband of my slacks. I bucked up, my cock desperate for more than a teasing graze of his skin against mine. “Lift up.”
I followed his instructions, holding myself still as he pulled the lightweight wool over my hips. When I settled back, I yelped at the ice cold tiles meeting my bare ass. The sensation brought me down enough to reconsider whether or not we should be doing this. I wanted it, there was no doubt about that, but it wasn’t smart. Nate said help was on the way, but we didn’t know when.
“Stop overthinking,” he told me. “We’ll know when they start working to get everyone out of the elevators.”
“How?”
“We’ll hear them,” he informed me. “Now close your eyes and let me make you feel good.”
Seeing as my options were freak out or let him keep my mind off the situation we’d found ourselves in, I obeyed him once more and was rewarded with his warm hand wrapping around my erection. While he worked one hand up and down my length, he braced the other on my hip to hold me in place. I moaned when he dragged his thumb over the tip of my cock, collecting my precum.
“God, you’re so hard.” He leaned in, nipping at my ear. “Want to taste you.