Page 76 of Devil's Kiss
“I want to wake up with you,” Jordan said, as he traced his thumb across Derek’s lower lip. Then he gave a lecherous grin and said, “After I’ve taken you to dinner, brought you back to my place, kissed and licked every bit of ink on your delicious body, and had my wicked way with you, of course.”
Jesus, how am I supposed to say no to that?
“That was my epiphany.”
With Jordan’s wrist still restrained, Derek got to his feet with enough force that the office chair rolled away from him. He yanked Jordan forward so his ass was right on the edge of the desk and his head was craned back to look at him.
“So youreallywant to date me?” he asked.
Jordan’s eyes dilated and he spread his legs apart. Derek took the invitation and moved in between them, cupping the erection now evident in Jordan’s gym shorts.
“Yes,” Jordan said. “I really want to date you. Among other things.” He dropped his eyes to Derek’s lips.
Fucking tease.
“I meant in public, Jordan. Because you made me shut this place down tonight, and?—”
“Shh…” Jordan whispered, and brought a finger to his lips. “That’s what I meant too. I just thought tonight being that it’s our first time?—”
Derek scoffed.
“—we should make it a private matter. But if you want an audience, that’s really up to you. I’ve always been a little bit daring at heart.”
“A little bit?”
“Okay, a lot.”
Derek then lowered his head to whisper directly against Jordan’s lips, “Good. Then you won’t have any objections when I tell you I’m about to suck your dick right here, with the windows open.”
When Jordan brought his own hand around to press Derek’s harder against his cock, his eyes shut. “Not even one.”
God, he was everything Derek had always wanted, and there was no way he was going to let him get away tonight.
SHIT.I DIDN’T come here just for this,Jordan thought, as Derek pushed him back onto his desk and moved his hands to the elastic of his gym shorts.
A triumphant smile curved Derek’s lips, and somewhere in the back of Jordan’s mind he thought,Please, like I’m gonna stop him. I’ve wanted this since he left last night.Sure, it hadn’t been his original goal when he drove over there. He’d actually come armed with a bottle of wine and food and was reallygoingto have a date with the guy. But hey, if Derek wanted to go this route first, then Jordan was more than happy to accommodate him.
When he’d walked into Derek’s office and seen him sitting behind his desk in his tight white polo shirt that hugged his body like a second skin, Jordan had to find a way to get his hands and mouth on him as soon as possible. But it seemed for now the tables had turned.
Jordan arched his head back on the desk, eyeing the open windows, and heard Derek’s chuckle.
“Don’t tell me you’re nervous. I won’t believe it for a fucking second.”
He wasn’t nervous, just curious how much of their performance might be witnessed by wandering eyes. Jordan then turned his head back in time to see Derek’s reaction to what he’d worn specifically for his gym date that evening.
“Oh fuck. Jordan…” Derek said as he touched the cotton that was barely concealing his excited cock. “You dressed for the occasion.”
Jordan pumped his hips up off the desk and slipped his fingers inside the elastic of his purple jockstrap. “You know me. I always try and dress accordingly.”
Derek swatted his hands away and then slowly drew the underwear down until it was beneath his balls. “Liar. You don’t dress for anyone but yourself. It’s one of the things I love most about you. But I have to say, this…thisis all for me. When you pulled this on tonight, all you were thinking about was how hard it would make me.”
Shit,Derek was going to make him come if he kept talking like that. Then he circled his fingers around the base of him and gave a strong tug of Jordan’s flesh, making him groan. “Goddamn, Derek. Turn the fucking light off.”
Derek smirked, and it made Jordan want to kiss it right off his face.
“But if I do that I can’t see what I’m doing.”
“If you can’t find it in the dark, then we’re having problems.”