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Jeremy folded his arms over his chest as he stared up at him. "Boyfriend. I've never had a girlfriend. And it's none of your business what he yelled when he came all over my cock."
At that news, something flashed in D's eyes. What had been a teasing gleam had turned into a heated lust-filled stare. Could D like men? If he did, that changed everything about their working relationship, because there was no fucking way he could work around D all the time without wanting a piece of him.
D licked his lips, staring down at him. "You shouldn't have told me that."
"Why?" Jeremy's cock hardened as D's knees pressed harder against his own.
"Because I was in jail for a month, then sent here, where I don't know anyone and can't go out to pick someone up. I'm used to getting laid almost every night. If you're telling me you like cock, that changes everything."
"Not if I don't want you." Jeremy raised a brow, hoping D couldn't see through his lie. He wanted D badly, but it was also the worst thing he could do. Not only did they have to work together, Jeremy had just left the worst relationship he'd ever had. He wasn't sure he was ready for another, even if it was just sex.
"Your cock says you're lying." D reached down running his fingers along Jeremy's thigh, seriously close to his very obvious bulge.
Jeremy grabbed his hand before he could touch his cock. "We don't want to do this."
"We don't?" D stared at him. "Are you sure?"
Jeremy's pulse raced as he continued to hold D's hand against his leg. "Carter mentioned a rule about not dating other team members."
"I'm not looking to date. I'm looking for a hot fuck between me and a guy I haven't been able to take my eyes off since I walked into this fucking house. We're both single, obviously both horny." D eyed his cock, causing it to jerk as it hardened even more. "And I think we'd be pretty damn good together, so what do you say?"
"Still doesn't make it the smart thing to do." Jeremy stared up at him, trying to think of every reason why he shouldn't do this, but there weren't very many, and the ones he could think of were more excuses than reasons.
"I've never been smart." D tugged his hand free as he moved forward, kneeling on the couch so he was straddling Jeremy's legs. "Tell me no now or there's no going back." His finger traced a line down Jeremy's cheek, then over his lips.
Unable to resist what he wanted, Jeremy opened his mouth, sucking D's finger between his lips, watching D's reaction.
"Fuck." D gasped as he settled against him, moving his free hand into Jeremy's hair as he dipped his head and pulled his mouth to his own.
Jeremy barely had time to release D's finger before he found himself being kissed hard. It wasn't a nervous, timid kiss. It was the kiss of a man who knew what he wanted and was going to take it. That was more than okay with Jeremy. Once he'd committed himself to doing this, his whole body was ready and willing. He reached, wrapping his arms around D, pulling him even closer.
D rested right over his cock, and Jeremy groaned into the kiss as the heat from D's arousal swarmed him. He lifted his hips, trying to draw their bodies together as his tongue wrestled with D's, tasting the beer he'd been drinking.
D pulled back, breathing heavily. "Fuck, I knew you'd be hot." He stole another kiss before he paused to lift off his shirt.
"Jesus." Jeremy stared at his chest, taking in the tattoos that covered almost every inch of skin. "Do you know how sexy that is?" He traced a line of tattoos over D's shoulder.
"I need new ones. You can help me decide what." D's hands slid under his shirt, his fingers grazing softly over his stomach.
"Not until I learn all these." Jeremy lifted his arms so D could pull his shirt off. Once D had tossed it to the side, he slid his hands to D's hips and held tight.
"What do we have here?" D grinned as he flicked the nipple piercing that Jeremy had. "You got any more surprises for me?"
Jeremy smiled. "Maybe you need to undress me and find out." He wondered how D would react to the Prince Albert he had. He'd gotten it in college and loved it. Even when his ex had asked him to get rid of it, he refused.
"Oh, interesting." D dipped his head, sucking on Jeremy's bottom lip, then deepened the kiss as he moved his hips to cause friction between them where they both wanted it most.
Jeremy ran his hands up D's back, learning the curves of his muscles. The man was in great shape. He hid it under the clothes he wore, but seeing him partially naked, he wondered how much time D put into looking so perfect.
His own body was nowhere close to D's. Sitting behind a desk tended to allow for a bit of flab in some areas, and while he tried to work out, stay in shape, he wasn't very dedicated to it. He wasn't considered out of shape, but compared to D, he was far from in shape.
"Let me up." D pulled back.
Jeremy released him, missing the heat of D's body against his own as D stood. They stared at each other for a moment, but he couldn't even guess at what D was thinking. His own body was on fire, wanting more of whatever it was D was offering.
"Show me," D said.
"Show you what?"
