Page 37 of Gin & Sin

He moans and bucks his hips. “Fuck.”

I ratchet up the heat by pulling back enough to slide my hand down the back of his pants and squeeze his soft ass. Visions of sinking my cock between his supple cheeks vibrate through me, and I return to his mouth, hungry for more of him.

“I want your cum in my mouth,” I whisper between kisses. “I want to see you riding my cock.”

Stewart moans, rubbing against me. “Please, Kit. Please. I want that so much.”

“You’re gonna look fucking stunning, aren’t you, baby?”

He nods, licking his kiss-swollen lips.

“That’s right. Don’t deny how sexy you are.”

I fall over him, once again indulging in his mouth. He kisses like it’s in his job description, giving as much as I do and wrapping himself around me like an octopus. If I weren’t so respectful of his fledgling foray into gay sex, I’d have no problem stripping him bare and fucking him on this desk. In fact, I hope that’s a dream we can make come true one day.

My cock twitches hard in my jeans, threatening to make a mess if I don’t put a stop to our activities. With one last dance around his mouth, I reluctantly force myself away.

“Noooo,” Stewart complains.

Chuckling, I hold his wrist and pull him upright. I card my fingers through his hair, fixing the few locks I made stand on end, then I drag my hands down his sweater to smooth it.

“Damn it, Stewart. You’re addictive. I almost lost myself.”

He huffs, his brow furrowed with frustration. “You’re not gonna leave me like this, are you?” He gestures toward his obvious erection.

“I sure am.”

“Kit, no.”

“Remember what I asked you earlier?”

“Yeah.”

“What did I say?”

“You asked me to be good, then said you’d give me something special later.”

“And you’ve been so good. I can’t wait to hold up my end of the deal.”

His shoulders drop and he smiles. “Okay. I can do this.”

“Of course you can. I promise to make it worth it for you.”

Stewart nods. “I admit it’s kind of exciting, even if my dick hurts right now.”

“Welcome to the world of edging. It’ll be all the sweeter when I finally let you come later.” I hold his chin between my index finger and my thumb. “So no touching that pretty cock until I say so, huh?”

Stewart groans but nods. “Okay.”

“Good. Let’s go get that coffee.”

I wait as Stewart packs up his things, then we walk out together, bumping into the man I saw earlier. Stewart’s cheeks immediately turn red. Geez, the guy has zero poker face.

“Um, Theo, this is Kit. Kit, my coworker, Professor Theo?—”

“Just Theo.” Theo smiles, nodding appreciatively at me. “Pleased to meet you, Kit.”

“You too.”

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