Bad Ideas (First & Forever 4)

I pushed my cock against his hole, and after a moment, he opened up enough for me to slip inside him. He made a little sound in the back of his throat and tensed up as I stretched him. But then he exhaled and made himself relax, and I slid in deep.

Everything happened quickly after that. I began thrusting into him, harder and harder until I was absolutely pounding his tight little ass. I reached between us and jerked him off while I fucked him, and I realized just how much I’d missed out on the night before. I’d been able to hear and feel him, but to actually watch him was incredible. He was gorgeous and wild as he rocked his hips to meet each thrust, driving himself almost brutally onto my cock.

When he met my gaze, there was a challenge in his eyes. Face-to-face and in the light of day, there was no place to hide. It seemed like he wanted to see if I’d flinch first, close myself off before he did, but instead I kissed him passionately. He drew a breath against my lips, and his fingers dug into my shoulders as he clung to me.

It all built and built until he cried out, his cock twitching in my hand as he shot onto both of us. He threw his head back, the muscles in his neck and shoulders straining, and without warning, my orgasm slammed into me. I came so hard that I couldn’t do anything but clutch him to me as I drove myself into his ass. It felt like he was the only thing holding me together. I breathed him in and buried my face in his hair as the orgasm went on and on, taking more than I had to give.

By the time it finally ended, I was trembling. I grasped the base of my cock to hold the condom in place, then took a step back and dropped to my knees. Somehow, I had the presence of mind to get the condom off and into the trash. After that, I curled onto my side, gasping for breath, and shut my eyes to stop the room from spinning.

Surprisingly, a moment later Koenig pressed against me. I pulled him into my arms, then curled myself around him. He was just as shattered as I was. When he shivered, I opened my eyes long enough to locate his white lab coat, and I wrapped him up in it. Then I kissed his forehead and held him securely.

When he could finally speak, he said, “Don’t read into this. I was just cold, so I followed you down here for your body heat.” He tucked his head under my chin and burrowed into my arms.

I had to grin at that. God forbid he’d admit he just needed me to hold him for a while. Instead of calling him on it, I played along by saying, “Good. It’s fucking freezing in here.”

Not surprisingly, that tiny glimpse of vulnerability was short-lived. As soon as he could manage it, he got to his feet and cleaned up with some tissues, then started gathering his clothes. I cleaned up too, and after we both got dressed, he sat down behind his desk. Then he turned his attention to a stack of papers, probably so he could avoid eye contact.

I leaned over the desktop, picked up a pen, and scrawled something on a notepad. When he glanced at what I’d written, I explained, “I’m leaving you my phone number, and I encourage any and all booty calls.” Above the number, I’d written: My name is Casey.

He picked up some papers and leafed through them as he muttered, “I know your name.”

“I wasn’t sure, since you’ve never used it.”

I started to leave, but just as I reached the door, he said, “We can’t keep doing this.”

I paused and looked back at him. “Sure we can. I know you’ve been enjoying it as much as I have, so don’t even pretend you’re not going to call me.”

“I’m not.”

“Yes, you will. I’m covering someone else’s shift tonight so I get off at midnight, just so you know. Talk to you soon, Theo.”

He looked up from the prop in his hands and frowned at me. “Nobody calls me that.”

“Then what do they call you?”

The crease between his dark brows deepened. “Doctor Koenig.”

“Yeah, okay, Theo.”

He made a big show of slapping his hand down on the notepad, then closing it into a fist and crumpling the sheet with my number into a ball. When he tossed it into the trash, I chuckled and said, “You and I both know you’re going to fish that out later and put it in your phone. Otherwise, I won’t be able to come to your house and fuck your brains out when I get off work.” He sighed with exasperation as I left his office.