Page 29 of My Dear Mr. Corporate

CHAPTER 13

Tate

Later that night, I walked into the bedroom to find Bryan reading. After a tense dinner, which I might have contributed to with talks of discrepancies I was beginning to uncover at the office, Bryan had decided to go upstairs before me to take a shower. I probably shouldn’t have brought up such an unpleasant topic, but I hadn’t been able to hold back. Given what I was uncovering, I had nobody else besides Bryan who I could trust with the information. It had been a perfect way of letting off steam, and now I was ready to forget everything that didn’t include having Bryan beneath me tonight.

Knowing if I followed I would only end up taking him against the bathroom wall, I had waited, giving him enough time to get properly prepared for me. Tonight, I wanted it all.

I couldn’t resist going over to him and replacing the book with my face. Instead of protesting he dropped the book in his lap and looped his hands around my neck. His eagerness almost had me stripping and fucking him right there, but this wasn’t what I wanted for tonight. I didn’t want it to be over in five minutes which was what it was shaping up to be if I didn’t get a grip on my cock. Literally.

I released his lips but his chased mine, wanting more. I indulged him, excited at the hunger in him. I had to pull away when he reached for my shirt.

“I’m gonna take a shower then I’ll be right back,” I told him. “Don’t move a muscle.”

Before I could straighten and head for the bathroom, his voice interrupted me. “Do you think we could go to a party later?”

I frowned at him. “Later? What kind of party?”

“It’s for the opening of a store,” Bryan replied. “I stumbled upon it by accident today and I think you’ll like it. I do want to go but won’t go on my own. Too many single gay men.”

That got my attention. “Why don’t we discuss this after? Who knows if you’ll have the energy to move to anywhere but the shower once I’m through with you.”

I saw him swallow hard, but I didn’t wait for his reply. Once in the bathroom, I washed up, getting as clean as I possibly could. In the shower, I powered on the faucet and while the water poured down my body, I grasped my thick cock and fantasized about what I was about to do to Bryan, sliding my thick cock into his tight body. On his back, that was how I wanted him, his legs over my shoulders as I stared into his eyes while I slid into his body. I only had the memories of the times I had fucked him in the cabin, but it was enough. Good god, was it enough! My body stiffened and I groaned as I exploded all over the wall. Shit! I’d needed to get that out of my system before I touched Bryan. I wanted tonight to last with him and I’d been too wound up for that. If I’d touched him in the state I was in it wouldn’t have taken long before I climaxed.

Slightly damp, I entered the bedroom once more, my mind made up to tell Bryan we could go to that party afterward if he really wanted. I didn’t want to go but I wouldn’t let him go alone. Not over my dead body was I going to release him into a river of piranhas.

The words never left my mouth. I pushed the door of the bathroom open and didn’t move a foot further. My mouth went dry, and if it was possible to swallow my tongue whole I would have. I had no idea where the hell Bryan got his getup, but he was caught red-handed, standing at the edge of the bed as though he was trying to dive in before I caught sight of him.

“Don’t move,” I told him, and he froze.

He faced away from me which meant I had a direct view of his ass in what he was wearing. Hot black lace with pink frills designed the sheer thong he had on, the string digging into his perfect backside. His ass clenched under my hot gaze, but I could not look away even when the flush crept up his body. If the thong was hot, the mix with the garter and stockings he was wearing was the icing on top of the cake.

“Holy fuck, Bryan, where did you get this?” I exploded in the room.

He glanced back at me biting his lip and my cock jerked. Yeah, that’s right. You see what you want, don’t you?

“At that shop I told you was having its opening party tonight.”

“Then hell yeah we’re going for me to shake the hand of the owner.”

I dropped the towel around my narrow hips and pounced. My chest up against his back, I wound my arms around his waist and kissed him. I left a wet trail across his shoulders, my erection pressing to the back of his thigh. I pushed my hands up his body and caressed the ridges of his chest reaching my destination. I rubbed his nipples between my thumb and forefinger, stringing out his moans with each tug and squeeze.

Bryan tilted his head back. I kissed him, touching his leg to indicate that he should mount the bed. I was right behind him, lying on top of him while being mindful of my weight. He didn’t care in the least as he pulled me fully on top of him. His slender legs wrapped around my waist and he tugged my head down to kiss him. The stockings and garter grated against my legs with a friction that caused my balls to tighten. I shifted us, rolling on the big bed for him to be on top while our lips still clung desperately to each other. I cupped the back of his head and rested my hands on his back, caressing his skin.

“Hmm,” Bryan moaned then tore his lips from mine with a gasp. In less than a couple of seconds, his lips returned to mine. I groaned at the sweetness of his kisses. This was more than lust, more than being crammed inside him. It was connecting and sealing him as an extension of my existence. He moved on top of me, easing up a little so he could manipulate his lower body to grind into mine. I cupped his naked ass in the thong, squeezing and shaping them with my hands.

He slid up and down my lower body, circling his hips and grinding his pelvis into mine. My cock swelled even more between us and rubbed against his through the sheer thong he wore. His legs on either side of me, he moved harder and faster, his hips demanding what he wanted me to give him.

“Tate,” he moaned, his hands cupping me by the neck as he continued to kiss me. “Oh shit, I feel like I’m going to explode. I’m so fucking hard.”

Yeah, I could feel his thick length against my own. His hands pressed into the pillows on either side of my head and I slipped the fingers of my right hand to his crack, the feeling of material and his naked self beneath fixing to give me an early climax despite me trying to prevent it in the bathroom earlier. I rubbed two fingers over his pucker and material pressed against his skin.

I sat up in the middle of the bed with him straddling me. I never once released his lips. He continued gyrating to bring our cocks into contact, grinding against me until I couldn’t take anymore. As though sensing the debilitating effect he had on me, he pushed me back to lie on the bed and followed kissing my neck. His kisses were eager and frantic with need. He trailed kisses with a bit of teeth bites over my chest and my sensitive nipples. He swirled the buds one by one in his mouth, flicking his tongue hard and fast like quivering butterfly wings. By the time he kissed down my naked body, I had to press my own fingers against my nipples. They ached from all the attention.

He didn’t aim straight for my cock. That would have been too easy. After thirty-two days of craving what we denied ourselves I would have expected him to get straight to it. He had the same thought I did. There was no reason he shouldn’t be able to enjoy our lovemaking. This wasn’t just about me, but about us. Even with the fire hammering through my veins, I intended to bank it to give him the pleasure we had been skirting around.

Bryan kissed my upper thighs and across to my lower abdomen. He kissed down my thighs and back up, nuzzling my cock out of the way so he could suck on my balls. After thoroughly licking the area, only then did he trail his tongue along the underside of my cock and finally captured the head of my dick in his mouth.

“Oh fuck!” I groaned as his wet lips slid down my shaft and to the base of my cock. I shuddered against him as his warm mouth cocooned my dick. Kneeling between my legs, he cupped my sacs as he sucked my dick. Up and down his head bobbed as he removed his hand from my balls to massage my cock while he sucked. His hands spun in a clockwise motion, rubbing up and down my cock in tandem to the rhythm of his mouth.

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