Page 7 of Beta Team-The Saviors: Part One

“If only,” Gavin adds.

“You know what, Gavin? Slob on my knob.” Gavin gives Tyler a disgusted look, and the rest of us lose it laughing.

The rest of the night passes with them throwing jabs at each other and Tyler trying to find more creative ways to say suck my dick. Ari’s eyes stay on me the entire time, and I can feel it like a caress. When I flip the lights on for last call, Tyler acts like he’s melting.

“There is something seriously wrong with you,” Keon declares.

“Let’s go so he can close up,” Ari demands. “Charge Tyler’s card.”

“Hey! Why do I have to pay?”

“Because you’re a pain in the ass, and he deserves restitution from you. Off your ass and on your feet.”

“Whatever, Grandpa,” Tyler grumbles, scribbling his name on the receipt. “Keep talking shit, and I’ll break your hip.”

Ari moves faster than humanly possible and wraps his arm around Tyler’s neck, squeezing. “One of these days, I’m going to pop your head right off your fucking shoulders.”

“Just don’t mess up my face,” Tyler wheezes. “It’s my best asset.”

“I don’t know,” Keon says, slapping Tyler hard on the ass. “This is pretty nice, too.”

“All I am is a piece of meat to you,” Tyler responds.

“That and an available mouth,” Gavin retorts. By this point, I’m laughing so hard that my stomach hurts.

Ari drags Tyler from the bar, and the rest of them call out goodbyes, following behind them. I go about my normal tasks of closing everything down, but my mind is on who’s waiting outside for me. I shut off all the lights and lock the front door. I exit through the alley where I park, key the code in to lock up, and turn around. Ari is leaning against the side of his black truck with his hands stuck in his pockets. I’ve had his tongue down my throat multiple times, and now I’m a ball of nerves because no one should ever be that sexy.

“Hey, Sweet cheeks,” he calls out with that grin. “Need a ride?”

“Is that some sort of innuendo?” I joke. He surprises me when he pushes away from the passenger door and opens it for me, helping me in. “Aren’t you a gentleman?”

“Trust me, what I have in mind isn’t very gentlemanly.” He shuts the door before I can answer and goes to his side. He climbs in and shuts the door before looking at me. “Before we leave this parking lot, are you sure this is what you want? You can say no.”

“Why does that sound like a warning?”

“Because it is. Once I have you naked in front of me, that’s it.” Ari fires the truck up and jerks into drive. He pulls from the lot and onto the main road. I give him directions to my apartment, which isn’t far away. “I’m not an easy man.”

“I don’t want easy. Are you sure this is what you want?”

“Yes. You wouldn’t be in this truck if I weren’t.”

We drive a few minutes to my apartment in silence, and by the time he shuts the truck off, my heart is pounding out of my chest. He slides from the truck and comes to open my door again. I lead him inside and barely have the door shut before his lips are on mine. His kiss overwhelms all my senses, and my hands are roaming everywhere. “I want to see you,” I whisper against his lips.

Ari pulls back and jerks his shirt over his head, letting me see his naked torso in all its glory. He’s got deep golden skin, well-defined muscles, and a happy trail disappearing into his jeans. “Your turn,” Ari says gruffly.

“Just a warning, I look nothing like that,” I laugh, gesturing to his chest. I pull my shirt off, and his eyes lazily climb from the tops of my jeans to my face.

“You look better.” Ari kicks his boots off and advances on me like a predator. I back up toward the couch, and he presses against me until I sit down. He follows until I’m on my back, and his big body is stretching over the top of mine. “So much fucking better.”

Ari knocks my knees apart and lowers himself between my legs. His hard cock settles against mine, and I no longer wonder if he’s truly turned on by me. I raise my hips and rub against him, making the most delicious groan leave his mouth. “I want to taste you.”

“Jesus fuck, Sweet cheeks. You can’t say shit like that.”

“Why?” I rub against him again, and his hand clamps onto my hip.

“Because just the thought of you having your mouth on me is driving me crazy.”

“Please, Ari.”