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Whatever it was, I didn’t know what to do with it, and I didn’t trust myself to speculate as I held him in my arms. Having him so close was spurring wild thoughts. As much as I hated it, I needed some breathing room to clear my head.

I took a step back and reluctantly moved my hand away from his hip. “As much fun as I’m having, I think my old butt is getting partied out.” It wasn’t entirely untrue; on any other night, I’d be settling in for the evening. I didn’t want to make any decisions for him, though, so I added, “If you’d like to stay, I’m happy to take an Uber home.”

Gavin shook his head with a smile. “I think I’m ready to head out too. Thank you so much for inviting me; I had a great time with you.”

“So did I.” It was a wonderful, yet confusing, evening. And as we walked outside to Gavin’s car, my thoughts only spun faster.

Chapter Four

Gavin

Richmond was quiet on the drive home, but it wasn't heavy or awkward. I could practically hear the gears grinding in his head as he processed the evening. I knew I’d taken a chance by asking him to dance with me, but he didn’t push me away. He actually seemed to quite enjoy himself, and now I assumed he was trying to figure out what it all meant.

It meant everything to me. For so long, I’d dreamed of what his body would feel like in my arms, and it was better than anything I imagined. But that dance, along with a few flirty comments, was as far as I would push things. I would never demand anything from him, or make him uncomfortable. Richmond was in charge of the next move. And whatever it was, I was ready to take it.

I parked in his driveway and exited the car before jogging around to the passenger side, where I found Richmond still sitting in a daze. He seemed to come back to himself when he heard his door open, and he looked up at me with a smile.

“Thank you; such a gentleman.”

I smirked and held my hand out for him, and Richmond took it with a chuckle. I helped him from the car, and my heart skipped a beat when he didn’t pull his hand from mine. With our palms clasped, I walked him to his front door.

I turned to face him, watching as his lip twitched as if he wanted to say something, but couldn’t find the words. I filled the silence with, “I had a wonderful time tonight. I appreciate you inviting me out to meet some people in the business, but what I enjoyed the most was spending time with you.”

“Me too,” he answered with a sweet smile that quickly vanished. “At first, I was unsure about inviting you.”

Panic surged through me when I asked, “Why?” Was he on the fence about being seen with me, or being alone with me?

“I was worried you’d be bored to death in a group of old fuddy-duddies like me.”

I let out a relieved sigh. “First of all, that is the last way I would ever describe you.”

“Really?” Hope and nervousness laced his voice when he asked, “How would you describe me?”

I didn’t even need to think. “Smart, kind, generous, warm, handsome, caring, thoughtful…I could go on.” It was easy to gush over him.

Surprise and delight sparkled in his eyes as they gazed into mine. He didn’t speak, but his actions gave away his thoughts. His thumb caressed back and forth over my knuckles, and his face inched closer to mine. I didn’t move to close the gap between us; I let him come to me so he had time to change his mind if he wanted to.

Thankfully, he didn’t. My heart pounded in my ears as he leaned in, and the moment our lips touched, my eyes rolled back into my head. My senses went crazy, trying to soak up every sensation at once; the softness of his skin, the scent of his cologne, and the taste of his mouth.

It all sent me into a frenzy. He made the first move, so I didn’t feel the need to hold back any longer. My lifelong desires were coming true, and I craved more of everything.

I opened his mouth with my own and plunged my tongue between his lips. He kissed me back just as hard, sliding his slick appendage against mine. We devoured one another with lips and hands, grabbing anything within reach.

Richmond’s hand left my hip to dig in his pocket. He retrieved his keys and clumsily fumbled with the lock until his door swung open. Without parting our mouths, he pulled me inside and kicked the door shut behind us.

He pressed my back against the wood and kissed me deeper. Though I had worked for Richmond to see me as an equal, I was more than happy to give myself over to him; for him to take charge of our pleasure.

I gripped the back of his head and pulled him closer until our teeth clacked together. He filled my mouth with his delicious tongue and moans, but nothing was enough to quench my thirst for him.

Richmond rolled his hips, and I gasped when a long, firm lump pressed into me. I’d been hard since the moment our hands touched, my body high with anticipation of what may come, though I never expected anything like this.

I humped against him, my cock tingling as it slid against his with warm, perfect friction. With every one of his moans I swallowed, I grew hungry for more. I rocked my hips faster, and Richmond slid his hands onto the swell of my ass. He squeezed two heaping handfuls, drawing me forward and sandwiching our hard flesh between us as we thrust wildly.

I craved to feel his skin against mine, but at the same time, I doubted if I could handle it. Even through my underwear and trousers, the sensation was about to make my brain explode, not to mention my dick.

Richmond seemed to be in the same state; his breathing came in quick bursts, and a constant low moan rolled from his mouth into mine. His hands gripped my ass until my skin burned in the best way.

He grunted as his body went rigid against mine. The scent of his release permeated the air and threw me over the edge. My body had given him pleasure. I had made him feel good. He came for me.

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