Page 9 of Lawyer's Secret Omega

I let go of one hand and cradled the side of his head. I wanted to hold him right there, diving my tongue into his mouth, flaming my arousal, my pleasure. I realized then that I had been grinding on him. I didn't want to cum in my pants, so I stopped. I didn't want our first time together to be in the hallway of a dance club, at a company party. I was sure Ryan wouldn't be impressed either.

I slowly pulled away from his lips, the distance physically paining me. "I want to fuck you. I want to know every inch of you. I want to brand you so you don't forget you're mine. Please tell me you want that too. I want to take you back to my place right now." I pleaded with my eyes, promising incomparable pleasures.

Ryan's eyes were dazed. He licked his lips, muttering, and nodded his head. He swallowed and I watched the sweat run down his neck over his Adam's apple. I leaned in and stuck my tongue out, licking a long stroke all the way up the left side of his neck. He tasted delicious. He smelled divine. I softly kissed him under his jaw. I was so tempted to mark him as mine, to nip him, so everyone would know he had an alpha, but I held myself off.

I raised my head up, gazing into his eyes again. "So, are you game?" I rose one eyebrow and he nodded his head. "Good boy." He licked his lips, and my eyes dragged down to watch.

"Let's go out the back. I'll call my car." I gave him another quick kiss before I forced myself away from him. I had to or we'd be here all night, fucking in the hallway. I stood up and tried to straighten my clothes and rearrange my hard dick so it didn't hurt as much. Ryan was still leaning against the wall, panting. I smiled, grabbed a hand and led him out the back of the club. It hadn't been the first time I've rendered someone speechless before, but doing it to Ryan made me feel like a fucking god.

"Bill, can you pull around to the back of the club? We'll walk down the alley to 47th." I put my phone back while still holding Ryan's hand. We got in the back of my car for the short drive to my penthouse. Our hands were still intertwined. Ryan looked like he couldn't quite believe his luck. Had he had too much to drink? As much as it would physically pain me, I wasn't going to do anything if Ryan was too drunk. For one, I didn't take advantage of anyone. Besides, I wanted him to remember everything.

"Hey, have you had too much to drink?" He looked at me with a goofy smile on his face. He shook his head no. I narrowed my eyes, worried that he was too far gone. "You're staring at me smiling."

He giggled.

"I just can't believe I'm here with you. And that we're going back to your place... and that you've had a crush on me for years just like I've had a crush on you." He didn't sound drunk, he wasn't slurring his words, but this was not the Ryan I knew from work. I planned to give him lots of water when we got to my place.

"This has been a fantasy of mine for so long. This can't really be happening. There's no way. I have to be dreaming and I can't wait for what happens next."

"You're not dreaming. This is not in your head. This is real life and I'm right fucking here. Got it?"

He nodded his head, still smiling, actually more like beaming. I leaned over and pinched the back of his hand.

"What did you do that for?"

I leaned back.

"I wanted to make sure you knew this was real and not some dream fantasy." He blinked at me, looked down at his hand. He looked back up at me with wide eyes. "Are you with me now?"

"This is real." I nodded my head.

"Yes it is." He smirked and winked.

"I-," he stopped to laugh, "I've been crushing on you since the first day I saw you." I guess it was just a matter of time before we ended up together. I rubbed my thumb over the back of his hand while I stared at him. I couldn't wait to take him upstairs.

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