He chuckled, a rumbling that vibrated through his chest and sounded sexy as hell. “Fuck it. Might as well.”
Usually, I didn’t like guys taking control, but I had no complaints as he tightened his grip and pulled me into a more secluded and darker corner of the club. Public sex wasn’t anything new for me. And technically, it wasn’tthatpublic. A pillar connected to the carpeted wall helped shield us from the other club goers. The fact anyone could walk back there and see us was irrelevant.
But if he thought he was sticking anything up my ass, he was dead wrong. I’d put a stop to that shit before it even began.
Taking over, I spun him around to face the wall and drew his hips against me, doing a slow grind against his backside and giving him a little preview of what he was about to get.
He tilted his head back and gasped, pushing more into me.
Hell yeah, he’s a total bottom.I was so hard it hurt. This guy turned me on more than anyone ever had.
“I don’t ever do this,” he said as I kissed the back of his neck. “Random hookups aren’t really my style.”
Damn.That should’ve been a warning sign to stop and move on to someone else, but I didn’t. Couldn’t. Everyone should have at least one amazing one-night-stand, and I had no problem giving him his.
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked, brushing my lips along his ear.
“No,” he answered without hesitation.
“Good.”
Still grinding against his ass, I touched his lips. His mouth opened and took my fingers inside, sending jolts of electricity through me as my fingertips were entombed in the liquid heat of him. I reached around and unbuttoned his pants before unzipping them and sticking my hand down the back.
As I nibbled his neck, I moved a wet finger across his entrance.
He jolted a bit at the contact, but then relaxed into me, moving his ass backward as if giving me permission to continue.
Gladly.
I couldn’t wait to be buried balls deep in him, but I knew how important prep was. The last thing I wanted was to hurt him.
“So, we’re really going to have sex right now?” he asked in a breathy tone. “Right here where anyone can see?”
I pushed my finger more into him, and he groaned when I added the second.
“Kinda makes it even hotter, doesn’t it?”
His head rested against the wall and he turned his face to the side, giving me a small smile which I took as his approval. I cast a quick glance around and saw that no one was close by. Most of them were on the dance floor or at the bar, oblivious to what we were doing in the corner. Good.
My dick pressed against the zipper of my jeans, a damn uncomfortable feeling, so I undid the button and lowered them enough to relieve the tightness. I flicked the tip against his ass cheek. Like before, he jumped a little, but then chuckled.
“Are you teasing me?” he asked and it came out like a whine. Needy and sexy.
“Maybe,” I answered before doing it again. “I could just stick it in now and fuck you senseless. Would you prefer that?”
I hadn’t been serious. Something felt off about fucking this guy like he was just a hole. Sure, I’d done that to other men more times than I could count, but he was different. I had no idea why I thought that way, but I did.
“No,” he answered, moving his ass in small circles. Eager. “I like the build-up. It makes the actual act more intense and gratifying.”
The act? He was too freaking proper and unlike anyone I’d ever screwed. My thoughts shifted to Devon, and I shook them away.
No reason to have that fucking asshole ruin my good night.
I scraped my teeth along his nape. “Well, buckle up for one hell of a ride.”