Page 69 of Hollow Heart

His exploration is slow and torturous, and I can’t help but thrust myself against his palm, my leaking cock making a mess as I edge closer to coming, slipping my tongue in his mouth. His body stiffens for a moment, but relaxes almost instantly as he returns the action, his tongue caressing mine.

Fucking prey, indeed.

The sound of the door opening is like a damn bucket of ice water, and I barely have time to process the moment.

Then again, I don’t think I could processanythingwith Duncan all over me, touching me, kissing me. Bringing me to the edge of salvation.

For the first time in my life, I feel a sense of worry.

Not because I don’t want to be found with Duncan, likethis,but because somewhere in my feeble brain I know that this is unfamiliar territory for Duncan.

Hell, I am probably the first guy he’s ever kissed, and that alone is probably throwing him a fucking curveball, and now...

Duncan moves away as Lou coughs, and I’m painfully aware of my rigid erection and the wet spot forming against my damn underwear.

Jesus Christ.

Duncan doesn’t look at me, but he doesn’t have to.

I can feel the panic, the anxiety, like it’s a person all on its own.

Lou opens his mouth, and I watch as Duncan’s shoulders tighten, those broad muscles thick and tight.

Fuck that isnothelping my current situation.

“It’s not what it looks like,” Duncan bites out, and though I’m not surprised at the reaction, I am still hurt.

I can’t think rationally with my cock throbbing in my pants.

Lou looks between us, and I do nothing to hide the evidence.

Lou’s seen a lot worse.

“I was going to say it looks like everything is under control here,” Lou announces smoothly, settling his gaze on Duncan. “Eddie is calmed down, and wants to apologize.” Lou doesn’t look at me.

“Good, he was being a dick,” I utter as I adjust my erection.

“Duncan, can you give Felix and I a minute alone, please?” Lou flashes me a glare.

Fuck.

“Yeah, of course.” Duncan grunts as he ambles through the space, heading for the door. When he shuts it, the temperature drops in the room.

“I don’t know what game you think you’re playing, Felix, but you need to be careful,” Lou warns, his voice edged in darkness, filled with a concern I’ve never heard before.

His gaze makes me feel small, but not in a good way.

Definitely not how Duncan makes me feel.

“I’m not playing a game, Lou.” It’s the truth, but I don’t know if he buys it.

“You know I’ve never had a problem with your... preferences. What you do with your dick is your business, as long as?—”

“As long as I keep it out of the public eye, I know,” I bite. “God forbid anyone knows Felix Hart is gay. The world will fucking end.”

Lou purses his lips, his gaze dark and serious.

“You are playing with fire, Felix.”

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