“Good, keep going,” Travis said, voice sounding rough.
“You run your hands over my body, looking hungry. You prep me fast, because you can’t wait.”
“I’m going to fuck you?”
“Yes,” I say, voice breaking as he jerked me off, the texture of his rough hands making me almost quiver with desire. “You fuck me, thrust hard and fast into me, wild with lust.”
I stopped speaking after that, throat thick and mind set on notthrustinginto his hand.
We were surrounded by people. Not right next to us, but we weren’t alone. Stacey would come back at any moment, and this was what Travis wanted, wasn’t it? He wanted to reassert his dominance.
He owned me.
“Is that what you want, sweetheart? You want to get railed?” His voice was a mixture of softness and roughness, like he washumiliating mebut in the sweetest way possible. I gave a stiff nod. “You want to be my plaything? The Prince succumbing to his dark desires, letting me do what I will with you?”
“Yes,” I gasped as he reached my crown and squeezed it.
“Good, I’m going to do that, Scott. I’ll fuck you so good you’re going to dream about it for days. Every time you remember it, you’ll have to run to the nearest bathroom to jerk yourself off, putting a finger in your ass, wishing it was my cock.”
Jesus.
I was about to come.
Footsteps sounded closer to us, and Travis squeezed my base hard—hard enough to stop the upcoming orgasm and cool me off a bit.
I quickly covered my dick with my sweatshirt, right before Stacey showed up. “Here are your burgers, guys.”
She seemed momentarily surprised that we were on the same side, but didn’t say anything, only put the plates in front of us and left with a smile.
“Save that for after,” Travis said, trying to contain a laugh even as his eyes heated.
He was packing a hard-on himself.
It was difficult to get through dinner.
Somehow, we did.
We even managed to make conversation, but once we went outside, Travis dragged me to the back of the diner, where it was dark and secluded. He pushed me against a wall, breath coming out of me shallow and fast with anticipation, and he kissed me silly, taking both out cocks out and rubbing them off together until I gasped into his mouth, the strength of my release making me weak in the knees. Travis swallowed all of my sounds, tightening his hand on my hair while his come joined mine in his hand.
“You sure you want me to fuck you, Scott?” Travis asked, his hand still on my cock and rubbing it with our come even when I felt too sensitive already. It made me want to retreat and whimper, which was probably why he loved doing it.
And why I never told him to stop.
“Yes,” I gasped.
I really freaking did.
The shock of my attraction to a man had completely been obliterated by the strength of my desire. Also because of the fact that while I hadn’t known I was into men, Ihadknown I was into this sort of thing.
And once I’d started indulging, there had been no stopping the fantasies from multiplying. Coming into sharp relief, full of color and permeated with Travis’s scent.
Hewas my fantasy now.
The thought of having him inside me was almost enough to make my brain short-circuit.
“I will, sweetheart.” His wicked smile made my insides tighten. “One day soon, I’ll make your fantasies come true, and you’ll beg me for it.”
I didn’t doubt I would.