Bad Ideas (First & Forever 4)

I was fascinated. I’d never seen him like this, not even close. The ice king was gone, replaced by pure fire. It seemed like some sort of battle was raging in him. He was wild, on the cusp of losing control.

In that moment, he was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.

I spun us around so his back was pressed to the wall, and I leaned into him. He drew a sharp breath and met my gaze. There was raw, undisguised lust in his eyes, and I could feel his hard-on pressing into my thigh. It made my cock throb.

Acting on pure instinct, I claimed his mouth with a rough kiss. I expected him to shove me away, but instead he grabbed me and pulled me even closer. He parted his lips, melting into me, and a sexy little mewl slipped from him.

We were right beside the door to a conference room, and I reached over and tried the handle. Fortunately, it was unlocked. We stumbled inside, and the door swung shut behind us. It was pretty dark, but a glass panel let in just enough light from the hall so we could find our way.

His breath caught when I picked him up and carried him across the room, and he wrapped his arms and legs around me as he kissed me again. I deposited him on the conference table and pushed him onto his back, and then I climbed on top of him.

He seemed to love it when I pinned him down, my body pressed against his with just a little of my weight supported by my knees and elbows. He writhed beneath me and thrust his hips, rubbing his hard cock against mine as he grabbed my ass with both hands.

If only I could see him better. In the semi-darkness, all I could make out were closed eyes, tousled hair, and parted lips. He tipped his head back as he tried to arch up off the table, and I dove onto the exposed skin at his neck, licking and kissing it before returning to his lips.

I couldn’t get enough of him, and it seemed mutual. A moan slipped from him as I pushed my tongue into his mouth. I ran my fingers over his face and hair, then reached down and massaged his cock through his clothes.

I’d never experienced anything like this. It was like being swept along in a storm-flooded river—totally overwhelming and impossible to resist.

When he growled, “Fuck me,” it made my cock throb. I climbed off him, grabbed his hips, and slid him to the edge of the table. Both of us were shaking, and everything became clumsy and urgent. His jacket and my sweater were tossed aside, and we fumbled with each other’s belts and zippers. Then I plunged my hand into his briefs and stroked his hard cock as I crushed his mouth in another rough kiss.

The need to be inside him was overpowering. I let go of his cock and grabbed my wallet, then shook it out onto the table and found a condom and a lube packet. At the same time, he yanked down my jeans and briefs.

By some miracle, given the way my hands were shaking, I managed to put on the condom and lube it up. He slid off the table, then turned around and bent over. I spread his ass and ran my lube-covered fingers along his crack. When I circled his hole with the intention of working him open, he whispered, “Don’t. Just fuck me.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.” I didn’t recognize my own voice. It sounded like gravel.

“I prepped myself earlier.” I paused and tried to make sense of that, and he explained, still in a whisper, “My plan was to go straight from that fucking nightmare of a party to a bar and pick up the first idiot I could find.”

“Works for me.”

I grasped my cock and lined it up with his hole, and as I pushed against him he demanded, “Don’t go slow, and don’t you dare be gentle.” Now that sounded like the man I knew.

I pressed harder. When his body opened up and I slipped inside him, he drew a breath. I kept going until my hips were pressed against his ass, and then I slid almost all the way out before driving myself forward again.

He felt absolutely incredible, warm and tight around my cock. I grasped his hips and began fucking him with hard, deep strokes, as waves of pleasure cascaded through me. Granted, it had been a while since the last time I’d had sex, but it had never felt like this. Not even close.

He arched his back and braced himself on the tabletop, and then he started rocking back to meet my thrusts, driving my cock even deeper into him. When I glanced down, my view was blocked by his shirttail. I splayed out my hand on his lower back and slid it up his spine, taking the fabric with me and exposing the curve of his gorgeous ass. I watched for a few moments as my cock slid in and out of him. Then I wrapped my arm around his chest and pulled him upright, so he was pressed against me.