Page 13 of Stop and Seek
Warm breath on the back of his neck made his knees bend. The hand slid down from Theo’s skull—slow and goose-bump worthy—to grip his throat.
And suddenly well—screw the basic opening line.
Hot washot.
The pressure was perfect. Not choking, butpossessive. A reminder of who was in charge here, and who had accidentally showed up at the right time. Theo swallowed hard, pulse hammering so loud it was all he could hear.
Fuck.
He hadn’t even said a word, and this guy already had him half hard, pinned and throbbing like it was his first time.
“Yeah,” Theo murmured, barely audible. “You got a condom?”
The stranger chuckled. “I do, but I want to hear you beg for it.”
When Theo didn’t respond fast enough—becausehis brainhad turned to soup—the hand on his throat tightened, just slightly. Enough to make him gasp and see a flash of stars.
Excited.
Pathetic.
God, his dick was already aching.
No warm-up. No awkward introductions or faux flirtation.
Justthis. Raw and immediate.
“Make me,” Theo whispered.
The thrill crackled down his spine like lightning. Not fear—adrenaline. Pure and bitter. The kind that always got him into trouble. The kind that made him say yes when he should scream no.
Best thing to happen all week?
Hell yes.
“Ilike ‘em spicy,” the stranger murmured, and the distinct noise of a foil packet opening sounded a whole lot louder in the quiet bathroom.
Inside the packed bar.
With a rough, calloused hand still wrapped around his throat, Theo couldn’t resist the urge to grind his ass back when he felt the hard cock pressing against his jeans.
Hisjeans.
Shit.
Arms shaking, Theo clawed at the button, barely remembering howclothesworked before yanking the denim down.
“Are you always such a slut?”
Those words sent Theo’s head reeling.
“Fuck you,” was all he could manage.
That earned him another squeeze around the throat.
Holyfuck.
He was so hard he could feel the damp smear of precum against his boxers. His cock pulsing in sync with his racing heart, humiliating and impossible to ignore.
