Page 23 of Now Comes the Dark

Reunited

“When did you return?” Roman gasped when Mallon released him after a long, lingering kiss.

Mallon’s hands roamed all across Roman’s torso, feeling him up beneath his clothes.

“About three weeks ago,” he said, pulling Roman’s hips against his own, where the bulk of his hard cock could not be mistaken.

“Oh.” Roman tried to hide his disappointment. They hadn’t exchanged numbers, so how could Mallon have gotten in touch?

Mallon gave him a dimpled smile, reading his displeasure. “Relax. I’ve been busy.” He gripped Roman’s backside in two hands, squeezing his flesh. “This is the first time I’ve been out since getting back. I hoped you would be here.”

Roman brightened, leaning into Mallon’s taut body, relishing how his hands kneaded his arse. “You did?” It could have been a line, but he was happy to fall for it. Roman was already thinking with his hole instead of his head.

Mallon looked hot as hell in a thick, winter jacket. He wouldn’t have thought the same on most other guys, but Mallon could pull off anything. Roman had had no interest in Benito, or any other man since that night in October, and a few seconds with Mallon had him feeling hot and eager. No one else compared. Roman jammed his lips against Mallon’s, hungry for another kiss. He shoved his tongue into his mouth, savouring the taste and scent he remembered so well. He planted his hands on the French man’s butt, pulling their hips even tighter together.

“You’ve missed me,” Mallon said, moving his lips against Roman’s.

Roman nodded, planting kisses along the side of his mouth.

“Have you missed me, or is your ass just hungry for a good fuck?”

Roman’s cock swelled to another dimension.How is it possible to be so turned on?

“I missed everything,” he whispered.

Mallon loosened his hold and gave his butt a playful slap. “Then why are we wasting time in this freezing cold piss hole. Let’s go.”

Roman’s felt his pulse racing all through his body. He hadn’t appreciated how horny he was until Mallon appeared. He’d triggered something inside him that had been switched off since autumn.Lust.

“Let me get my jacket and tell my friends I’m leaving.”

“I’ll wait at the door.”

Roman raced to the table. The conversation was still going round in circles, debating what they could do next.

“Sorry, guys, but I have to leave it here.” He pulled on his jacket and gathered his scarf and gloves.

“Where are you going?” Ashley fixed him with sharp, narrow eyes.

“I just ran into someone I know. We’re going to…catch up.”

“You met someone in the toilet?” Ashley arched a judgemental eyebrow. “Who?”

“You don’t know him.” Roman withered under Ashley’s penetrating stare. “Okay,” he yielded. “It’s someone I met a few months ago. I told you about him. The Frenchman. Mallon.”

“Are you fucking serious?” Anjoa said. “After everything we’ve been talking about, you’re going off for a random hook-up. Jesus. Will you horny guys ever stop thinking with your dicks?”

“It’s not like that,” he argued. “Look… This isn’t some weirdo. I know him. I trust him.”

Ashley shook his head. “Unbelievable. We’re fighting a losing battle here. How can we expect guys to stay safe when just one sniff of cock is all it takes to make them run headlong into danger?”

“Come on. You’re being a drama queen. I’m not taking any risks. I already know Mallon. Besides, he’s just been in here, so he’s going to be all over the CCTV footage. If I don’t come home tomorrow, you’ll know who to look for.”

“Don’t make light of this,” Phil said, fixing him with a serious stare. “It’s not a thing to joke about. Take every precaution. Text Ashley later to let him know where you are. And share you location if you go back to this man’s place instead of home.”

“All right, I will. But this is the guy who saved me from a group attack last October. I don’t think he’s about to turn on me now.”

“Just do it to keep us from worrying, okay?”

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