Page 50 of Kissing Danger

With only a few strokes of my cock, Nathan already had me on the edge of orgasm, but he made sure to never let me finish. He kept his strokes just a little too light.

My fist hammered against the sink under me in frustration. “Damn it, Nathan. Stop teasing me.”

His only response was to smirk at me before biting harder at my neck.

I moaned again as he twisted his wrist in a way that nearly sent me over the edge, then kicked my feet uselessly in the air when it still wasn’t enough for me to finish.

Mustering as much composure as I could, I glared at him, then reached for the zipper of his fly as well. Nathan’s own arousal sprang free with just as much enthusiasm as my own. Yet, beforeI could get my hands on him, he grabbed both my wrists and pinned them above my head against the mirror.

“So disobedient. You can’t just let me have my fun, can you?”

I squirmed, trying and failing to free myself.

“Nathan, please,” I whined. “You’re killing me.”

Keeping my wrists pinned with one hand, he wrapped his other hand around both our cocks at once.

“Not yet, I’m not.”

He stroked our cocks at the same time so both shafts were engulfed in the heat of his palm. The friction of his calloused hand juxtaposed against the velvet slide of his arousal made me shiver all the way down to my toes. I panted and whined, but was then silenced when he caught my mouth in a deep kiss.

Pleasure washed over me in waves. I instinctively gave my hips useless little thrusts, trying to push myself harder against him. I was a slave to the motion of his hand.

An instrument just waiting for my strings to be plucked so that I could sing.

A clock ticked somewhere in the bathroom, marking the minutes that passed as Nathan toyed with me.

However, even Nathan’s seemingly endless patience had a limit. His hand sped up and he gripped both of us harder, pushing us together toward completion. His kiss turned brutal as he neared his end, as if he were trying to swallow me whole.

I couldn’t move, I could barely breathe, and my blood felt like it had turned to fire in my veins.

I loved it.

When I came, I clamped my legs around his hips, locking him as close as possible to me. He moaned into my mouth as he joined me. Together, the two of us clung tight as we rode out our shared orgasm. Something hot and wet hit my stomach, but I was too overwhelmed to pay it much attention.

So what if my shirt was stained. Everyone probably knew what we’d done anyway. I may as well wear the evidence with pride.

Plus, watching the prudes and homophobes try to hide their disgust would be fun.

When we managed to calm down, and feeling once against returned to my legs, Nathan helped me down from the sink. The damage to my clothing wasn’t as bad as I feared, but it still took us a few minutes to get cleaned up and put ourselves back into order.

Nathan finished first. He’d barely removed any clothing, and because he’d been standing over me, gravity had kept him mostly clean. I, on the other hand, had to scrub myself with bathroom paper towels.

“Go on,” I told him as I struggled with my pants. “I’ll follow you in a minute.”

My pants had wormed their way down my thighs while we’d been busy. The tight material was difficult to put on under normal circumstances, but my skin was damp after my hasty clean up, and now my pants refused to budge.

“Are you sure?” Nathan asked as he watched me struggle. The fact that I was losing the fight against my own pants clearly amused him. “I can help.”

He reached for me, and I slapped his hand away.

“Oh, no. I know you. Your ‘help’ will end with me fully naked on this bathroom floor and we’ll miss the rest of the party. Shoo. Go shmooze with all the fancy rich people and I’ll catch up as soon as I can.”

It took some convincing, but he eventually left, and I was alone in the bathroom.

I struggled with my pants for another minute and eventually, succeeded in getting them pulled up after resorting to the jumping technique.

“Finally,” I gasped when I pulled up the zipper. “I don’t care what Kiki says. I’m never wearing these things again.”

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