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With a mischievous grin, he said, “Case was closed. He wasn’t my client anymore.”
“You would find the loopholes, wouldn’t you?”
He winked. “Knowing how to find loopholes makes getting a law degree worthwhile.”
It was shortly after ten when we left the restaurant. Since Nathan was parked close by, and my car was a few blocks away, we walked to his car so he could give me a lift.
With the engine idling, he left the car in park and turned to me. “Listen, I know it’s late, but…” A grin teased the corners of his mouth, managing to look both shy and devilish at the same time. His hand slid over my thigh, turning my spine to liquid. “I don’t want to call it a night just yet.”
“Then let’s not call it a night just yet.” I leaned across the console and reached for him, trying not to shiver as his hand moved higher. My fingers grazed his lightly stubbled jaw, and I didn’t even bother suppressing that shiver. I hadn’t realized just how much I’d been dying to touch him until the subtle coarseness of his jaw met my skin.
“Be careful,” he whispered, his hand leaving my leg and coming up to my face as he leaned closer to me. “Or we might be here all night.”
“I don’t think we will. I don’t-” Oh, fuck, how am I supposed to think when you’re ru
“You don’t what?” he teased. My nerve endings registered the very slightest hint of his warm breath across my skin, and speech became impossible. His grin widened, and he looked like he was about to say something else, but then he dropped his gaze as the tip of my tongue ran across my lower lip.
When our eyes met again, the playful teasing was forgotten. We came together in a deep, breathless kiss. The console between us bit into my hip, but I was too wrapped up in his arms and his kiss to care.
“Let’s get out of here,” he said, panting over the sound of the idling engine.
“Where do you want to go?”
“My place, your place, I don’t fucking care,” he said, his voice dropping to a throaty growl. “But if we don’t go there now, I’m going to fuck you right here in this car.”
I kissed him. “My place, then. It’s closer.”
He wet his lips, his tongue just barely grazing my lip. “What about your car?”
“It’ll be there tomorrow.”
“Are you-”
I cut him off with a kiss. “Do you really want to put this off?”
He exhaled hard. “Absolutely not.”
“Then the car can wait.” I released him and sat back in the passenger seat. “I can’t.”
Chapter Fourteen
Hours seemed to pass from the time I broke that last kiss until we pulled into my apartment parking lot. When we finally made it, we couldn’t get to my front door fast enough.
It was surreal, stepping into my own house with him again. Returning as lovers to the place where we’d fucked in anger. Though we were once again desperate to have each other, this was entirely different. Sure, we’d been together since then, but not here, and it made my own familiar apartment seem like an alien landscape.
This wasn’t the same hallway we’d stumbled down in the darkness, when I’d hoped and prayed the cats would get out of the way. This wasn’t the same bedroom door he’d slammed me against in the heat of a passionate, violent kiss, nor the same floor we’d littered with clothes the way we did now. This certainly wasn’t the same bed on which we’d had angry sex that was as painful as it was hot.
This was a different man sinking with me onto a different bed with an entirely different kind of kiss.
He laid my hands on the pillow beside my head, lacing our fingers together and resting his forearms over mine. How long we lay like that, kissing like there was no tomorrow, I didn’t know.
Eventually, he broke the kiss and whispered, “I’ve been looking forward to this all damned day.”
“You’re not the only one.” I freed one hand and wrapped my arm around his neck. Then the other. His hands slid under my back and he pulled me closer.
As one, we rolled over. He landed on his back, tightening his arms around me as if he was afraid I’d break away now that I was on top. I wasn’t going anywhere, not with the way his tongue teased mine and his hot skin felt against my own.
The longer we held each other and made out, the more his erection held my attention. I didn’t want to stop kissing him like this, but that hard cock against me drove me absolutely mad. I had to have him, I couldn’t wait.
Breaking the kiss, I moved to his neck, then his collarbone, working my way down to his chest. I closed my lips around his nipple, then pressed my teeth in as gently as I could, but firmly enough to make him tremble. Still teasing his nipple with my tongue, I looked up at him. His lips were parted and his breath came in uneven gasps, but the look in his eyes-the pure, unadulterated lust in his eyes-was one of the most arousing things I’d ever seen.
After a moment, I continued working my way down, letting my lips and tongue explore the smooth grooves between his abs and the contours of his waist and hipbones.
“Oh, Jesus,” he said, his voice shaking. There was confusion-no, wonderment-in his tone, as if he’d only just realized what I intended to do, where my meandering trail of kisses ultimately led.
When my fingertips brushed over his cock, the bed creaked as he grabbed the headboard. I steadied him with one hand and ran the tip of my tongue all the way up his cock, from base to tip, then back down. After I teased him like that a few times, I took him into my mouth an inch at a time, then rose, then came back down, taking a little more each time. His abs quivered, and the bed frame protested as he held it so tight he actually pulled himself toward the headboard.
Faster and faster, harder and harder, I stroked and sucked his cock. I couldn’t tell if the taste of his skin or the sounds of his moans turned me on more, but if this went on much longer, I swore I was going to come myself. The more aroused he was, the more aroused I was. The more he wanted me, the more I wanted him.
“Fuck, you’re go
Abruptly, I slowed down and loosened my grip, still moving but with less urgency now. His breathing followed suit, going from sharp, ragged gasps to long, deep breaths. Once I was sure he’d come back from the edge, that he’d calmed down almost to the point of sanity, I went right back to my fast, hungry pace.
“Oh, God,” he groaned. “Oh, God, Zach, that’s-” A gasp cut him off. His fingers grasped my hair, trembling as I took his cock deeper into my mouth with each down stroke.
His fingers tightened in my hair as his cock twitched in my mouth. “Fuck, fuck, oh, fuck…” The hand in my hair tensed and his cock pulsed against my lips. He groaned, then exhaled hard, shuddered, and hot, salty semen hit my tongue.
“Oh, Jesus,” he whispered when I finally stopped. He let his head fall onto the pillow, his body relaxing and sinking back to the bed as if it had levitated during his orgasm.
I raised myself up on my arms and leaned down to kiss him. He grabbed the back of my neck, gripping it so hard it almost hurt as he kissed me deeply and desperately.
He broke the kiss just long enough to slur, “Your mouth is fucking amazing.” Then, his lips still touching mine, he said, “Hope you don’t mind if I return the favor.”
“Not at all,” I said just before he kissed me again. I managed to sound at least somewhat coherent even though his suggestion had pretty much erased any hope of rational thought.
Together we shifted positions and he eased me onto my back. Then, just as I had done before, he broke the kiss and started down my neck, then my collarbone, trailing gentle, breathless kisses down the center of my chest and abs.