Page 51 of Julien (Confessions 2)

Priest kept his eyes on the two of them, enjoying the greeting they were sharing as a starving man might a meal, and when Robbie’s hands automatically came around to grab at Julien’s ass, Priest had to reach down and readjust the erection he was now sporting.

“Damn, Jules,” Robbie said as Julien ground his hips up against him, and Priest watched Robbie’s long fingers flex against Julien’s ass. “That feels … Ah.”

Julien crushed their lips together again, cutting off any other words Robbie might say, and Priest knew if they lingered in this parking lot much longer, Robbie was about to be bare-assed and fucked—twice.

“Julien,” Priest said, his voice a gruff bark of an order even to his own ears, and Julien raised his head and looked over to Priest, who crooked a finger. “Viens ici.”

Julien was inebriated enough to be compliant, but well aware of why Priest had stopped him, if the smirk on his face was any indication. He let go of Robbie, but said, “Soon, princesse… I’m going to get inside you and lose myself very soon. And I can’t wait.”

Julien stepped away from Robbie, making him whimper and reach down to palm himself.

“Yes. Oh, hell yes, I want that. I really, really want that.” Robbie bit at his top lip, his eyes full of lust and arousal, and in that moment, he looked like a tempting sex nymph sent there to make them lose their minds, because all Priest wanted was to strip him down and take him right there where he stood.

However, if he knew Logan and Tate, they would’ve put cameras up out here for the safety of their employees, and as much as Priest wanted Robbie, he wasn’t about to get caught on fucking camera—or on camera fucking, as it would be.

“We’re parked up and around the corner,” Priest said, pointing up the street. “Why don’t you go and get in your car and we’ll watch you head out and then follow you home.”

Robbie nodded but didn’t move. Instead, he kept looking between them and rubbing himself harder.

“Robert,” Priest said in warning, and took a step forward until he could take Robbie’s chin between his fingers. “Go and get in your car and get yourself safely home. When you arrive, you may take this coat off, but that’s it. I want to see you standing in our living room waiting for us when we get there. Do you understand?”

Robbie’s eyes shifted over Priest’s shoulder to where Julien stood, and then came back to Priest. “Yes. I understand.”

Priest ghosted his lips over the top of Robbie’s and said, “Good. I promise you, it’s going to be worth the wait. We’ve thought about nothing other than getting inside you since we entered the bar, and that’s where we plan to spend the rest of the night. Inside. You.”

Robbie took in a trembling breath, and as Priest went to move away, Robbie reached out and took hold of his arm, making Priest stop.

“Together?” Robbie asked, his eyes alight with eager anticipation. “At the same time?”

The implication behind Robbie’s words was so carnal and so fucking erotic, that a growl escaped Priest’s throat and he took hold of Robbie’s jacket and hauled him up against his body. “Do you want that?”

Robbie’s lips curved, nice and slow against Priest’s lips, and it was obvious he knew he’d just stumbled onto a gold mine. “Oui. I do.”

Priest’s nostrils flared and he let go of Robbie as though he were on fire, no longer able to control himself with the images that were flashing through his mind. “Go and get in your car. And for fuck’s sake, be careful driving home.”

It was Robbie’s turn to smirk, making Priest want to throw him over his shoulder like a caveman. Instead, he balled his fists by his sides and made himself turn away. But Julien was no better option to be faced with in Priest’s current state. His sex-glazed eyes and pillowy lips had Priest clenching his jaw so tight he was close to cracking a molar, and he knew if the three of them didn’t get somewhere private ASAP, this would all be a wasted effort, and he’d be damned if he came in a fucking parking lot.

“Car. Now,” Priest said, and pointed over Julien’s shoulder, and he could’ve sworn he heard Robbie’s laugh from somewhere behind him. Priest promised himself he would make their princess pay for that…later.

Chapter Fourteen

CONFESSION

What I want to do to our princesse

will definitely require a priest.

ROBBIE DID REACH the condo before Julien and Priest, mainly because he floored it most of the way home. But could anyone blame him? Between Julien feeling him up in the parking lot and Priest telling him to go home and wait for them so they could spend the rest of the night inside him, Robbie was surprised he’d been able to drive home at all.

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