Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 66518 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66518 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
As I rolled through the intersection, Hal began idly tracing circles on my thigh. “I have rubbers in my pocket too, just FYI,” he said. “I know we talked about it and decided to give them a skip this week, since we both just got tested. But if you change your mind and think you’d be more comfortable using them, we have that option.”
“There’s no need.” After a moment, I added, “We’ve never talked about being exclusive, but I’m not sleeping with anyone else. I haven’t since we hooked up in Vegas, and that’s not going to change.”
“Same here.”
I glanced at his profile. “Yeah?”
“I don’t want anyone but you, Ryder.” Neither of us was prepared for a big talk about what that meant for our relationship right now, so he changed the subject with, “Are we close to wherever we’re going?”
“Yup, just a few more minutes.”
When we reached downtown, I turned down a back alley. Hal sounded amused when he asked, “Is this our destination?”
“Almost.”
I drove down the alley for a few seconds before cutting the engine. I’d parked next to a series of long, rectangular planters with a tall boxwood hedge growing out of them. We could hear music, voices, and the clink of dishes and glassware coming from the other side of the hedge, but it was too thick to see through.
I whispered, “Remember a few weeks ago, when we got each other off on a video call for the first time?”
“How could I forget?”
“What do you say to making one of those fantasies real, the one about fucking with a bunch of people nearby and trying not to get caught in the act?” I indicated the window beside me, which was halfway down. “Oh, and this doesn’t go up any higher, so if we want to do this here, we’ll have to be very quiet.”
“I say hell yes.”
In case he thought it was odd that I’d bring him all this way just to fuck in an alley, I explained, “Just so you know, we’re on the edge of Austin’s Warehouse District. The place I plan to take you to dinner is two blocks from here, and the bar I want to take you after that is also nearby.”
He unfastened his seatbelt and turned to me with a grin. “Noted.”
In the next instant, both of us launched ourselves at each other. We kissed urgently while I stroked his hair, his ass, anything I could get my hands on. At the same time, he slid a hand back into my boxers and grasped my cock.
My heart was pounding. I could barely think. All I knew was that I needed to fuck him, now. It felt like my life depended on it.
I ended up sliding over on the bench seat so the steering wheel wouldn’t be in our way and pulling my jeans and boxers down to mid-thigh. Hal wasted no time slicking my cock with the lube. Then he reached back and removed the butt plug. I chuckled when he produced a large, zip-top bag from his pocket and daintily dropped the plug inside it. He really had thought through every detail.
As he held the base of my cock and eased himself onto it, I whispered, “Your outfit was totally intentional, wasn’t it?” Both the kilt and the jockstrap made this very easy.
“Of course.”
He draped his arms over my shoulders and kissed me as he bottomed out. The plug must have done its job, because he took me easily. He paused for just a moment with his ass resting on my lap, and I kissed him before whispering, “I missed you—and this—so damn much, Hal.”
He flashed me a gorgeous smile, and his hair fell around us like a curtain as he began to move. I started to thrust upward, but we quickly realized the sound of our bodies slapping together was going to give us away. He shifted a bit, bracing himself and stopping short on each downward motion to keep from colliding with my hips. The strength and body control that took was truly impressive, and I watched him in awe as he rode me.
How had I survived being apart from him for all of these months? I caressed his face, his hair, his thighs. It was so damn hard to hold still, even harder to stay quiet. When I reached between us and started jerking him off, he had to bite his lip to stop himself from making a sound. I loved seeing him like this, wild with need, barely holding back the urge to cry out.
While this was happening, we could hear people moving around, talking, laughing—so close, but totally oblivious to what we were doing just a few feet away. The thrill of getting caught added an extra dash of spice. Hal made it even hotter when he whispered, “Even if someone walks into this alley and sees me bouncing on your cock, I won’t stop. They can watch as you pump me full of cum and claim me as yours.”