“I see through your bullshit, Warrant. I know you fucking want me, because I want you just as much.”
Slowly, I began rubbing him over his jeans, and a soft moan escaped his throat. “Stop fighting this. We’re good together.”
His fists clenched as he fought the skeletons he tried so hard to bury. But he had one bone he couldn’t hide, and right now my mouth was watering to get a hold of it.
Warrant’s grip lessened as I unzipped his pants, letting the jeans fall to the floor in a pool by his feet. He wasn’t wearing boxers, which made everything so much easier.
Dropping to my knees, I didn’t wait for permission. My mouth devoured his cock, sucking him back into my throat until I was gagging on the engorged length.
“Stop!” he whispered. “I—I can’t do this again.”
“Last time you were in charge, Victor. This time, you’re fucking mine.” My hand gripped his length, stroking him hard while my mouth sucked around him. His meaty fingers dug into my scalp, pulling at my blond locks aggressively as he started pumping into my face.
“Oh fuck!” he gritted out.
Making him come was my only fucking mission, and when his load shot to the back of my throat, I guzzled each drop greedily, knowing the big guy was all talk.
Standing up, I slowly worked my pants to my feet, stroking his length and mine simultaneously.
“We need to stop,” he said brokenly.
“No, we need to keep going. I don’t give a fuck what you think you need, Victor. My needs are all that matters right now. And what I need is to shove my cock in your big fat hole and claim what’s rightfully mine.”
His eyes widened, and before he could protest, I pushed him toward the bed, his naked ass slamming down as I worked my erection. I grabbed a condom from off his desk and quickly put it on. I wasn’t going to let him say no. It was my turn to play.
“I’ve waited for this moment for my whole fucking life, Victor.” My fingers probed his entrance, and he moaned as it pulsed in and out of him.
“Fuck!” he growled.
“That’s it, spread for me.” He tucked his knees up to his chest as I lubed up, the clear goop dripping off my dick.
“Please, Jason. They’ll kill us! Don’t do this. Not when they can hear us.”
“Let them try,” I said, growling against his ear as his satisfied gasp hissed against it. My cock slid into him so easily, his hole stretching around me. “Because you fucking belong to me!” Slamming into him, I punctuated my sentence with a hard thrust, taking him hard just like he did me.
He was loud as hell as my cock pulled in and out of him, giving me everything I ever wanted. I started stroking his cock as we fucked, making sure he was getting double stimuli.
“Oh god!” I growled out. “You fucking feel so good, Daddy.” Yes, I called him Daddy. Just like he begged for me to do in the warehouse, but this wasn’t about his fantasies. This was about mine, and right now I was seconds away from unloading everything I had in him.
Spurts of cum leaked out of his cock as I felt my own release, jerking into him as my come filled the balloon separating us. I know he’s clean. He showed me the results after sleeping with Tiffani, but condoms would always be a necessity for me.
Spent and exhausted, I collapsed on top of him, finding warmth in the thicket of hair smattered on his chest that was hiding beneath his shirt and had somehow lifted up during our time together.
“Jason, I need to let down my legs,” he said with a gasp.
Reluctantly, I pulled out of him, staring down into those huge blue eyes as he uncurled his body, wondering what was next for us. Should we leave the club and find some place where we can be happy together? I’d go anywhere with him that he asked me to.
That look of warmth in his eyes quickly faded, and he moved away, putting distance between us. “Stop looking at me like that,” he snapped, the heat of the moment vanishing just as fast as it came.
“Like what?”
“Like that shit meant something.” He pushed me violently away, quickly reaching for his pants on the floor and a towel to wipe away his cum. The cold shoulder was back and as icy as ever. It was almost as cold as his denial.
“You sure seemed to be enjoying it.”
“Fuck you, Skid. I told you. I’m not fucking gay. A hole is just a hole in my eyes.”
“How can someone who screams homo be so fucking homophobic?”