Page 9 of Strong Coffee

“Everything okay?” Brady asked, tilting his head back to stare up at me.

I fell to my knees in front of him, grabbed his waist and ripped open his jeans. “It’s about to be.” I suddenly had a need to have him in my mouth. He looked way too damn good sitting in my office. I never brought guys Ifucked here and had never even had sex in this space. But with Brady, I wanted to christen every single inch of this room. I enjoyed having him in my personal safe place.

It all happened so damn quickly that by the time I had him in my mouth, my thoughts were a mess. As soon as his cock bumped the back of my throat, I realized I was about to miss my meeting.

FIVE

Brady

I was not expectingtonight to go how it had. I was curled up in the corner of Cam’s couch, trying not to think about how much I hurt. I wasn’t new to sex, but fuck me, I had never experienced anything remotely close to this. Not even with Shane. While what I had with him had never been serious, it still didn’t ignite that passion I felt with Cam.

After he had taken my cock deep into his mouth, he damn near sucked the very soul from my body. My dick was still sensitive from the way his teeth had scraped up along the shaft.

Although he had fucked me again and I couldn’t think of anything else during the moment but now thatwe were sitting in silence, I couldn’t help but wonder who was on the phone. He had told the caller that he loved them. Was it a family member? A spouse? Was he married? Was I a home-wrecker?

“I can feel you thinking, Brady.”

Cam’s deep voice pulled me from my thoughts.

“Sorry.” I stretched my legs out in front of me, running my hands up and down my thighs. I didn’t know what to do from here. It had been a while since I had a one-night stand. I wasn’t sure what the rules were anymore.

“Hey.” Cam inched closer to me, grabbing my hand and bringing it up to his mouth. His lips brushed ever so slightly along my knuckles. “What is it?”

“I know it’s none of my business but who was on the phone?” I asked, wishing right away that I could take back the question. It wasn’t like I had a right to know but this feeling rushed through me. It was a feeling I had never experienced before. Not with any of the guys I had been with previously and especially not with Shane. Was I jealous?

Cam tilted his head, his gaze piercing into mine. “It was my ex-wife.”

My eyes widened. “You…really?”

He released me, running a hand through his hair and leaning his head against the back of the couch. “It took a long time before I realized that I’m gay. My ex-wife, Beverly, helped me see it.” He looked at me then, his eyes shining as he spoke about her. “She was my everything. Still is. But not in a romantic way. We grew up together and went to the same school. We were so close, we figured that dating made sense. We lost our virginities to each other too. It was awkward but honestly, I wouldn’t change it for anything. We got married right out of high school. We were young and thought we were in love but I realize now that we weren’t. Or not in the way most arewhen they get married. A year into our marriage, she told me she wanted a divorce.”

“What did you say?” I couldn’t imagine getting married so young. Not that I had been close enough with anyone that I wanted to get married but that was beside the point.

“I asked her why and she said and I’m quoting, ‘Cam, I know you’re gay. You need to stop hiding and find someone you can spend your life with.’ She also added that sex wasn’t everything, but a girl had needs.” He chuckled, shaking his head. “She’s something else and I can’t ever thank her enough for divorcing me.”

“She sounds like one of a kind.” I lifted my right knee onto the seat beneath me, leaning my side against the back of the couch. “Tell me more.”

Cam grinned, his eyes twinkling.

I found that I could listen to him talk for hours. I wasn’t sure why, but I enjoyed hearing about his ex-wife, his life, the moments before me and what we had done tonight.

“What do you want to know?” he asked, licking his full mouth.

My breath caught, my eyes dropping to his lips. “I…I’m no longer sure.”

A deep chuckle boomed through him. “You know how to make a guy feel good, Brady.” Cam rose from his spot on the couch. “As much as I would love to continue this, I do have to get some work done.”

“Oh.” My stomach sunk. “Of course.”

“But I’d like to exchange numbers, if that’s alright with you.”

“Definitely,” I answered probably too quickly. Fucking hell, I was going to come off as desperate.

Cam only grinned.

My heart skipped a beat at that. While I watched him head to his desk to grab his phone, I couldn’t help but letmy eyes follow. His body was big and powerful under his tailored suit. Although I hadn’t seen him naked, the two times he fucked me, I could feel his strength beneath his hands as he had given us both what we wanted.

“I have a dinner date with Beverly Saturday night but other than that, I’m free this weekend.” Cam joined me back on the couch. “I’d like to see you again, Brady.”

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