He raised his glass in a toast before pointing his chin at my lap.“Yeah, good luck with that, Dominic.”
When I saw the tent in my pants, I shifted in my seat, cursingunder my breath. The fact that he had one too didn’t help either.Fuck.
So, yeah, the entire evening was a disaster. Shelly got wasted,while Bruce got booed after puking all over the stage. Jordan left pissed off,and Adam disappeared soon after him. And Tye was, understandably, furious withme. He hadn’t said one word to anyone the entire evening, and I couldn’t blamehim one bit.
“Do you need a ride?” I asked him after everyone left, knowing hiscar was still at the shop.
“If it’s not too much of a bother,” he replied mockingly. “Youalready drove me this week, and I know you don’t like to do the same thingtwice.”
I ignored the jab and drove us home. We reached our building in notime, and I paused in the hall as he unlocked the door to his flat.
“Um, see you tomorrow?” I mumbled, feeling awkward.
“Whatever you say, partner.”
He slammed the door in my face, and then he was gone.
Once in my apartment, I slumped against the door, rubbing my chestin hope it would ease the pain. I took an Advil because my head was killing meand showered in the cold water, feeling numb. I got what I wanted, only Ididn’t expect it to be this hard. I didn’t expect to feel like an asshole ofgargantuan proportions. Or guilty. Or like a coward.
After turning off the lights, I stepped onto the balcony that wasenveloped in darkness.
Maybe you’re over-exaggerating. Maybe he doesn’t care all thatmuch. Maybe he’s indifferent, and it’s all in your head.
The thought gave me some comfort, but it also resulted in anotherheartache.
Maybe he decides to give someone else a chance. After all, he’ssingle. Why wouldn’t he go out with someone? Kiss someone? Fuck someone?
I gripped the railing, suppressing the need to slam my fist into awall.
When I heard a movement on the balcony below me, I peeked over therailing, only to see a half-naked, huge form standing there. He was dressedonly in his joggers, and his hair was still damp from the shower. He rested hisarms on the railing, as if he couldn’t hold himself upright anymore, lookingjust as I felt. Fucking broken.
It took me five seconds to reach my front door and ten more toreach the floor below mine. I knocked on his door, feeling as if my heart wouldburst out of my chest.
When Tye opened the door, his eyes widened in surprise.
“I’m sorry,” I muttered. “I’m a confused fuck. Do you forgive me?”
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I wanted to tell him to fuck off. I really did, but then Iremembered my first time with a guy and how clueless I was. How I also hurtsome people before I figured things out.
So, I hooked my finger around the waistband of his joggers andpulled him inside. I closed the door behind him and kissed his lips. When heran his fingers through my hair, his moan of satisfaction made me smile. Hereally had a thing for my hair, but he also had a thing for me; otherwise, hewouldn’t be here.
We lost our clothes on the way to the bedroom. We left behind usour joggers, boxers, and socks, and with them also our fears, reservations, anddoubts. When we got on the bed, I barely had time to sit down before Carterstraddled my lap. He kept kissing me as if he couldn’t get enough of me while Iblindly reached for the lube on the nightstand. I prepped us both so quickly Iprobably set some kind of record, and I was about to shift him on his back whenhe stopped me.
“Not so quick, partner.”
He reached behind him and took my cock in his hand, then hepositioned himself and sank down. His eyes bulged, and I was sure mine lookedthe same. He took one-third of my length inside him, but holy shit, I was on myway to the point of no return just the same. Was he in pain? It was the onlything on my mind, as thrilled as I was with him taking the matters into his ownhands. Have I pressured him somehow into this? Made him feel guilty? Have Iprepped him enough? What if this makes him change his mind?
I reached for his hips, stopping him.
“Dom, you don’t have to—”
“Need that dick,” he gasped, sinking down my length. “Aw, fuck.”
The tattooed chest in front of me rendered me speechless. It wasimpossible to refuse that muscled perfection or his hole that swallowed me sogood it should be forbidden by law.
That’s it. Arrest him. But fuck him first.