“I’ll look good on your arm,” he answered.
“Suit,” I mumbled, kissing his lips softly. “You need to wear a suit. I love the way you look in a suit.”
“You make it,” he said. “Sew me a suit you want to peel off me at the end of the night.”
“Hhnng,” I mumbled. “Jesus, that’s a dangerous offer.”
“You know what else is a really dangerous offer?” He nibbled on my lip.
“What?” I managed to ask.
“Come to bed with me?”
My cock was completely on board with that. My head, on the other hand, was a little worried. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea…”
“Why?”
“You have a bruised kidney, and you’re recovering from a gunshot wound.”
He licked at my lips, biting the bottom one lightly. “How about I let you do all the work? I would love to see you ride me, Uriah.”
“Ohhh…” I breathed.
For as much as we had done, we hadn’t yet gone there with sex.
And I really wanted to.
“You promise?” I asked. “Let me do all the work.”
“How will I ever live?”
Austin
Ihadn’t fucked up,I hadn’t fucked up, I hadn’t fucked up.
Those were the only words that circled my brain as I led Uriah away from the table. I had no idea what my bedroom looked like at this point, and I really hoped he didn’t mind the mess.
I owed Brey big time for reading this the way she did… I wanted Uriah in the worst way, and I wanted him whatever way I could get him.
He was right though. My kidney was still bruised and occasionally twinged. I’d have to be careful—but I didn’t regret jumping in front of that bullet one bit.
The room was—huh. Definitely not messed up. Uriah stepped in behind me, and started laughing. “Your friends are unsubtle.”
“I’m pretty sure it’s not just my friends.” I snickered, walking to the nightstand. There was a massive bouquet of condoms in every flavor and style that had ever been made. There was a tag sticking out of it, and I laughed. “Definitely not just my friends.”
Uriah took the card. “Dear Lovers, Be you horny, be you safe, be you occupied for hours. Love, the Gaggle.” He dropped it on the nightstand.
“I’m guessing the gift basket of lubes and toys are from the band,” I said, pointing to it on the other nightstand.
We looked at each other and just burst out laughing. I flopped on to the bed, wincing slightly at the pain of laying down on the bruise.
“I don’t think we can separate them into your friends and mine,” Uriah said, sitting down next to me. “I think they’re all justour friendsnow.”
Nodding I pulled him back on the bed with me, and reached for his belt. “I think you’re right. And since they’re all for this, we shouldn’t disappoint them.”
He rolled on top of me, straddling my hips. “No, I don’t think we should disappoint them.” His fingers found the buttons on my shirt and started plucking them open.
I wasn’t even that restrained. I had his belt unfastened and pulled his shirt out in a fluster of desperate hands. He was already straining the fly on his pants and I couldn’t wait to feel him in my hand again.
