Page 61 of Deceiver

“I don’t know. Something going on in your head right now.”

“No,” he answers calmly, but I’m aware that he’s still moving closer to me every time he speaks. “You’re really hot, you know, Wilder. Like, really hot. Super good looking. You probably know that, but I wanted to tell you.”

“Thank you. You’re also attractive.”

“Yeah? You think so?”

“I do. We talked about this earlier.”

“I don’t remember.” He puts his hand on my thigh. “You’re not just hot though. There’s something else about you. Something other guys don’t have.”

“That’s accurate.”

He exhales slowly, leaning in. “Is there a rule against hooking up?”

I pull my head back slightly. “What do you mean?”

“You don’t know what hooking up is?”

“I do, but I want clarity on what you’re asking me.”

“Are you allowed to hook up with your targets?” he asks, his voice softening and his fingers digging gently into my skin through my pants. “Because I think that would probably help a lot.”

More than a little surprised, I gently push his shoulders back to keep him at bay. “You’re really attractive, and under different circumstances, I would be into it, but this feels like it’s coming out of nowhere.”

“It’s not,” Keagan insists. “It’s been building up ever since the first time I saw you, and now I can’t resist it anymore. That’s all.”

He shifts until he’s close enough to climb onto my lap, wrapping his arms around my neck and grinding against me.

“If you’re interested, Wilder, I’m interested.”

My cock responds to him, swelling and pressing against my slacks. How could I not react? Keagan’s body is warm, he’s attractive, and he’s rubbing all over me. I’m not against consensual activities between adults, but I’m not certain this is consensual on his part. He almost seems like something’s directing him. But maybe I’m just overthinking it.

“Keagan.” I place my hand around the back of his neck, and his eyelids flutter at my touch.

“Yes?”

“I need to know that this is something you really want. It feels a little out of nowhere for me.”

“But it’s not. I’m attracted to you, and I have been since we met. I was trying to keep it professional, but I just can’t help myself. I think that’s why I can’t get rid of this. It’s too much.” He drags his hand down my chest. “I feel you. I know you want this too.”

“You’re really sure?” I gaze into his eyes, studying his expression.

He holds my gaze as his lips twist up in a small smile. “I’m very sure. I don’t do things I don’t want to do.”

My body heats as I nod. “What were you thinking?”

Keagan puts his hand over my bulge, rubbing gently. “Now that’s what I’m talking about,” he says, rubbing harder. “You could fuck me right here.”

“Oh shit,” I murmur as my body reacts to his words.

“You want it too, right?” Keagan whispers, then he leans in and drags his tongue up my cheek. “You want me as much as I want you?”

“Yeah. Yeah, I do.”

“Then don’t hold back. We’re both adults.”

“We are.”