Page 61 of Provoking the Punter

“Do I need to say something like great game, honey?” Chester murmured against Garrett’s lips.

“No…” But he did like hearing it. “Because you have no idea.”

“I do. You won.”

Garrett grinned. “We did.”

“And you punted five times.”

“I did.” It was only because one hundred percent of his attention has been on the game that he hadn’t been thinking about the promise. But he had been thinking about it for the last few hours. When Chester’s hand slid across Garrett’s chest, his dick jumped with expectation. “And I am so ready…”

He groaned as Chester’s hand gave his cock a squeeze.

“I can tell. Are you okay coming to my place? It’s closer.”

“Closer is good.” He would worry about getting back to the hotel later. He leaned in until his lips met Chester’s.

“If you don’t stop kissing me, we won’t be going anywhere.” But Chester made no effort to pull away.

Garrett’s tongue teased the metal ball piercing Chester’s lip before he slowly released him. “I want you.”

Chester took his hand, and Garrett let himself be led to a silver SUV. His heart jumped with something akin to pregame nerves and excitement.

This time, he didn’t tamp them down. He reveled in them until it felt as though his heart might burst.

Chester was taking him home… to his house.

That meant something, didn’t it?

He hoped it did.

CHAPTER

TWENTY-ONE

They barely made it through the door before Chester was unbuttoning Garrett’s shirt. Chester smoothed his palms across the curve of his pecs and raked his nails over his nipples. His skin was hot, and his muscles hard. And from the moment Chester had seen him with his teammates on his security monitor in his office, he’d have done anything to get his hands on him. He didn’t care what they did.

Only that they were together. Naked.

Garrett sucked in a breath, dragging Chester’s hips closer. Their lips met and clashed as if air was no longer important. He nipped at Garrett’s jaw and kissed along his neck, tasting the dip between his collarbones and lower as he knelt, undoing Garrett’s belt and pants and shoving them down.

Garrett’s cock sprung free, and Chester caught it on his tongue. He licked around the head before taking him deeper. Garrett muttered a curse as his fingers slid through Chester’s hair, but he didn’t grip and take control. Chester glanced up and was unsurprised to find him watching. He drew back enough, so the head rested on his lower lip, then he flicked his tongue over the slit before standing back up.

Garrett wrapped his hand around the back of Chester’s neck and kissed him hard. Chester groaned, his heart beating hard. All he wanted to do was grind up against Garrett. Keep him up against the wall. But bits of metal from zips and buckles kept catching on his skin.

If they didn’t head upstairs now, they’d never make it. He pulled away. “Come on.” He grabbed Garrett’s hand and led him upstairs. Once through the bedroom door, Garrett kicked off his shoes and shed his pants and underwear. Even in the ambient light, with the deeper shadows, he was hot as fuck. Every curve was a valley Chester wanted to explore.

That he needed to taste.

He had his own shirt off before Garrett had his hands on him again and was pulling him close, alternating between grinding against him and tugging on his pants. Between the two of them, he got undressed, though it took twice as long as it should’ve.

He backed Garrett up against the bed, until he sat, which Garrett took as an invitation to suck on his dick… and delightful as that was, that wasn’t the plan for tonight.

Garrett released his cock with a last lick, looking up at him expectantly. For a couple of heartbeats, Chester wasn’t sure if he wanted to do the fucking or be fucked because both were so tempting.

He gave Garrett a little push until he tipped backward and lay on his back, spread before him. He moved over him, kissing and licking. Wrapping his fingers around Garrett’s thick cock, he gave it a stroke.

Garrett lifted his hips. “Are you going to tease me all night?”

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