Page 66 of Whiskey Neat

“I know.” I bite his ass cheek just hard enough to leave my teeth marks. “I can’t resist you. You’re too fucking sexy.”

His panties are damp and sticky with his precum, and the warm, subtly sweet scent of his body makes my head swim. I get to my feet and pull my jeans down enough to release my cock. Then I’m on him, kissing his neck and shoulder as I rub against him.

The friction is rough, given the lack of lube, but I can’t make myself stop. Salem reaches forward, searching for something in the drawer and producing a small white bottle.

“Lotion,” he grunts.

“That works.”

I open the bottle and pour a huge glob of it on my hand before slathering my cock and his crease with it. Oh fuck yeah, that’s it.

I wrap my arms around Salem, lifting him enough that he’s pressed against me, and then I just go to town, grinding my cock into him, both of us moaning every time the head of my cock catches his rim.

Salem is gripping my hands, working his ass against me, and there’s nothing in the world that could convince me this man doesn’t enjoy bottoming, but maybe that’s just my greedy, lust-filled wishes talking.

Salem launches himself out of my arms and grips the edge of the desk, hoisting himself up and lifting his hips to put his ass in the air. I massage his cheeks, pulling them apart to gaze at his gorgeous pink hole.

“Fuck, Salem.”

“Make me dirty, Indy. Get your cum all over me. Make me smell like you the rest of the day.”

I grab his hips and slam our bodies together. He rides my cock as best he can in this position, each of us chasing the orgasm we both clearly need.

As my balls tighten and my stomach contracts, I throw my head back for just a second before I force my eyes open. I want to see my cock spill cum all over his pretty skin, marking him in a way only he and I know about.

“Salem,” I grunt as I finally reach the edge, tumbling over as I dig my fingers into his hips. Trembling and with my knees shaking, I smile as hot ropes of cum spray across his back and dribble down his crack.

I rub against him until my climax subsides, and even though I want to collapse on the floor, I flip him over, smacking his hand away from his cock to take over. Falling to my knees, I close my mouth over him. Salem nearly shrieks, grabbing my shoulders as I suck him to completion.

His taste coats my tongue and my eyelids flutter. Fuck, this man tastes like candy or something. I suck him until he pushes away, shuddering with sensitivity. He slumps against the desk, and I lay my head on his thigh.

“Jesus,” he whispers after a few minutes of us catching our breath.

Nodding, I sit back on my bare ass, aware of the dust on the floor, but I don’t give a fuck. “I needed that.”

He laughs softly. “Apparently. Can I ask what caused it?”

“You. You caused it.” I glance up, noting the confusion on his face. “You turn me on. What can I say?”

Clambering to my feet, I tuck my cock back into my jeans, then look around for something to clean him up.

“I have tissues in my bag.”

“Cool.” I grab his bag from the chair and dig inside, finding the package, then I turn him over and gently wipe him clean.

His skin is red and marked from my beard, my teeth, and my mouth, and my chest swells with a strange pride. We’ll walk out there and Jack will get the fucking message that Salem is not his to even fucking look at it.

I pause for a second, taken aback by my own feral thoughts. It would almost be comical if it weren’t so fucking weird. We’re not exclusive. Salem can do whatever he wants, so why does that thought make me feel sick to my stomach?

As if reading my mind, Salem twists around and pats my chest. “I’m not interested in Jack.”

I’m silent as I watch him compose himself again. “I don’t know why, but I don’t like him or the way he looks at you.”

“Fair. He’s a little creepy.” Salem leans in, rising on his toes to press a kiss to my mouth. “But I would never do anything with him even if he was the second hottest man on the planet.”

“Second hottest?”

“The top spot is already taken. Maybe you’ve seen him when you look in the mirror.”

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