Page 9 of Kane's Awakening
A freckle was beneath his right eye like some kind of beauty mark, and my heart beat faster as I took in the rest of him up close. My stare trailed to his lips, and fuck, they looked good. Although his top one was a bit thin, his bottom lip was full and perfect for sucking.
“Hey.”
When I moved closer, he took a small step back as if out of reflex, but hit the wall and stopped.
In the bad light, I couldn’t tell what color his eyes were, but they looked dark. Usually I preferred guys with no facial hair, but his close-shaven stubble was more of a dusting or a five o’clock shadow than a beard.
“Can I get you a drink?” I asked, wondering why he was acting so damn weird.
A handsome guy like him should have all the confidence in the world, but there he was being awkward and shy. Maybe he was my type after all.
“No, thanks,” he answered. His voice wasn’t deep but it held a slight, raspy edge that shot straight to my dick. “I’m the DD tonight, so no drinking for me.”
“You could’ve called an Uber,” I pointed out, pressing my chest to his.
He swallowed. “True. I’m, uh, not much of a drinker, though.”
His dark eyes focused on my mouth before flickering back up to meet my stare.
Whatever. Didn’t matter to me. I was more concerned with whether he was a fucker. The drinking just helped get to that point.
Not second guessing it, I grabbed his waist and leaned in, running my lips up his neck. He stilled as a surprised moan left him, but his hands clamped down on my forearms and pushed me back a bit.
“What are you doing?” he asked in a tight voice.
I was sobering up more than I would’ve liked, but my head was still fuzzy.
“Isn’t it obvious?” I smirked and moved in close again.
He could play dumb all he wanted, but he couldn’t hide his arousal. Not only could I feel it bulging against mine, but I also saw the lustful haze in his eyes. Even if he wasn’t as forward as me, he wanted the same.
“How old are you?” His brow dipped as he scrutinized me.
“Old enough.” My answer didn’t seem to impress him, so I scoffed before adding, “Twenty-four.”
I thought that would be some kind of verification for him to move forward, but it only made him more uneasy.
“You’re just a kid.” He shook his head. “Go find someone your own age.”
What?
Again with the damn age thing. I got enough of it from the guys I worked with, especially my field training officer who was an older guy with a lot of experience in the force. Freaking bullshit that I got it trying to get laid, too. And this guy didn’t look that old, so I didn’t know what his deal was.
“No.” I squared my jaw as I looked into his eyes. “I’m not a kid, and if you gave me the chance, I’d show you that I fuck like a man.”
“Excuse me?” he asked with a widened stare. “That’s a little presumptuous of you.”
I wasn’t sure if that was an insult or not because I had no clue what the word meant. Better to just keep my cocky attitude instead of letting my confusion show.
“Yeah, well, it’s the truth,” I said, pushing him backward and closing the small gap between us. “I’ll be the best fuck you’ve ever had. Guaranteed.”
He didn’t fight me on it. His arms came around my waist and tugged me against him. Conflict was in his eyes, but he seemed to surrender to what we both knew he wanted. His hands moved down my spine and squeezed my ass.
I kissed up his neck and nibbled his jaw, liking the stubble there more than I’d thought, and moved my hands to his head, gripping strands of his silky, dark-blond hair.
“I don’t even know your name,” he panted, holding on to me and grinding against my crotch.
“No need for names,” I responded before grazing my teeth up to his ear and sucking on his lobe. “You’ll just be saying ‘Oh, fuck, yeah’ the whole time anyway.”
