Chapter 20

CHAPTER 20

Riley

I leaned against the leather couch in Pleasure Dome, the newest club on the block, which I’d heard was a bit more risqué than the others. Though there were at least four conjoined clubs on the strip here, we’d only made it to two.

The room was spinning, but I couldn’t deny I didn’t feel good.

Drew Axel fell beside me as I blinked, the neon lights blurring my vision.

I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been this shitfaced.

Probably college.

“I booked us all a block at the Renaissance across the street,” Drew said, his voice much clearer than anyone else in our party.

“What?” I asked, trying to make sense of my surroundings. My gaze settled on Eric, who was on the dance floor, dancing on his own in the middle of the crowd. Aaron, Lane, Henry, Grayson, and Taylor were all strewn about the floor and bar. I had no idea what time it was, but the place was still thick with patrons, and strippers dressed in tight black latex outfits that were strategically cut out in all the right places.

“Tell them you’re with Drew Axel. They’ll hook you two up with a room.”

I looked at him for a moment, his face slightly doubled.

“I’m so fucking drunk right now,” I said, not giving a shit if I sounded like an idiot.

Drew laughed, shaking his head.

“I know, buddy. You’re not the only one.” He chuckled, clapping me on the shoulder.

“You?” I asked.

Drew shook his head as Taylor came to sit next to him.

“Not me. I’m the DD,” he said as Taylor kissed him, stealing his attention for a moment. “Though I gotta say, your brother made it seem like you’d be the responsible one,” he said with a laugh, wrapping his arm around his boyfriend. “But even the good guys need to go a little bad sometimes. Right, baby?” he cooed, placing a quick kiss on his boyfriend’s lips.

Seeing them so comfortable with one another, so in love , made me jealous. But it also made me hopeful.

“I am re... re.. responsa-bb-le.” I tried to say the words, but my wires were crossed, and it came out rather unintelligent.

Eric sauntered over toward us, his dark hair slick from the sweat of dancing as he leaned over, extending a hand to help me up.

“Drew says we should go hotel,” I said, trying to make sense of my words.

“What?” Eric said. The music was loud, so I yelled what I’d said.

“Renaissance. Front desk, tell them Drew Axel Party,” Drew’s words echoed around us as I let Eric pull me off the leather couch. I stumbled into his arms, nearly knocking him over, but he held me steady.

My legs felt like Jell-O, and he smelled like sweat, liquor, and cedar cologne.

He smelled like pure sex, and my cock more than agreed.

“Yeah, okay,” Eric said as he wrapped his arm around my waist. I liked how it felt there. “Probably not a bad idea...”

I leaned down, placing a kiss on his neck, like Taylor had done only moments ago to his boyfriend.

Boyfriend...

Eric grunted a sound that went straight to my cock, my hands trailing over his chest. The thumping bass of the club echoed with my heartbeat, and I ground my cock against him.

“Uber’s here,” Eric said, his voice deep, gravelly.

“Okay,” I whispered huskily as he steadied me.

“We’ll walk you out,” Drew said, leading the way.

The lights, the sounds, all of it was dizzying as we made our way through the crowds, outside to the black SUV waiting for us. Eric and I tumbled in the backseat as Drew closed the door.

My lips were on Eric’s in a matter of seconds as I pulled him closer, into my lap. His kiss was wet and loose as his lips traveled over mine, along my jaw. My cock throbbed in my tight pants, and the need to take off my jeans and briefs was overwhelming.

“We’re here,” Eric slurred as the car came to a stop.

The door opened, and the cool air kissed my skin. Eric’s fingers slid into mine as we walked into the bright lit lobby. I followed Eric to the desk, letting him lead.

It felt good to have someone else in charge for once.

“Drew Axel... Party,” he said, his tone sounding much more crisp and clear than mine.

I watched as my vision sharpened slightly, as the woman presented us a card with a gold-embossed number seventeen.

Eric grabbed it with his free hand, never letting mine go.

I squeezed his hand, liking the feel of his warm palm against my own.

We wandered through the first floor, and thankfully, the room was close. Though it took a few tries to get the scanner to click, once it did, all bets were off.

No sooner than the door was locked was I unfastening my belt, angling to set my restrained cock free.

My back smacked against the wall as Eric’s hands took over, his lips at my neck, biting, sucking.

“Fucking hell, I’m so hard,” I murmured, the words falling out of my mouth without warning.

“Me too,” Eric purred, his fingers sliding down my pants. I fumbled for his, my fingers making steady work of finding his buttons, and instead, my hand roved over his hardness, squeezing him through his jeans.

“Who’s the cock tease, now?” he grumbled, thrusting himself against my palm.

I unbuttoned his leather pants, shoving them down with his underwear in one fell swoop.

I settled my hands on his warm, sweaty hips, over his ass, as I pulled him against me. His thick length against mine had me seeing stars, and I couldn’t help the moan that left my mouth at the feel of precum sliding along my shaft.

Though I wasn’t sure if it was mine or his...

“Fuck, Eric...” I closed my eyes as I wrapped my hand around our slick cocks, needing more. I slowly built a rhythm, pumping us both.

Eric leaned his head against my chest, his fingers working the buttons of my shirt as he thrust himself against me.

“I want you,” I breathed.

“Oh, yeah?” he drawled, busting open my shirt, taking my nipple in his mouth. His teeth grazed the sensitive skin, making me cry out as a fresh blossom of precum coated me.

“How do you want me, Professor ?” His voice was dark, full of things that made my stomach turn in knots, made my cock throb.

“I want...” I found it hard to think, let alone breathe as Eric laved his tongue across my chest, wrapping his mouth around my other nipple as I pumped our cocks slowly.

“I want Daddy to get on his knees,” I purred, seeking his mouth with mine. His kiss was a rush of heat and he tasted like heaven.

I wanted to drown in his kiss, his touch.

Underneath him, I felt alive.

“So demanding,” Eric touted as I let go of our cocks.

I made haste of unbuttoning his shirt, letting my hands explore his solid, hard chest.

In my hazy vision, he was a sight for sore eyes. Lips swollen from kissing me, blue eyes ablaze with lust, hair slicked back from sweat and heat.

I watched as he grabbed himself, running his thumb over his leaking cock.

“What will you do for me?” he breathed, and I couldn’t help licking my lips.

Standing before me, naked, he was like a living wet dream.

I wanted everything.

Everything this perfect man was willing to give me.

“Whatever you want, Daddy,” I uttered. “I’m yours for the taking.”

Eric pulled me from against the wall, leading me back through the room, and I followed him without hesitation. His lips caressed mine again as he pushed me down onto the bed. He nudged my legs open, and I leaned up on my elbows to look at him where he stood.

His cock gleamed in the bedroom light. He stood between my legs, gazing down at me as he spit directly onto my cock, making it throb once more. His gaze held mine as he slathered my cock in his saliva, breathing heavily.

“Whatever I want, huh?” he whispered, his voice dark and gravelly and filled with heat.

I nodded in response, my heart racing, waiting for his kiss, his touch, his mouth.

I needed release.

“Yes, yes... please...”

“Please, what?” he purred, dropping to his knees, licking me from base to tip slowly.

I arched my back, thrusting my cock at him, but he relented, teasing, taunting me.

“Please, Eric...” His name on my tongue was a mixture of pleasure, of pain, and of hope.

Please put me out of my misery, once and for all.

Eric’s fingers dug into my ass cheeks as he yanked me off the bed, taking my cock into the back of his throat.

I took him into the back of my throat in one fell swoop until I couldn’t breathe, his deep groan only making my own cock throb even more as he grabbed me by the back of my hair.

The words from my audiobook echoed in my drunken brain.

Eric groaned as he sucked me, fingers squeezing my flesh as my legs stiffened around his head.

“Oh fuck...” I could feel my orgasm on the edge, so close, yet so far away.

I sat up the best I could, but my upper half felt like Jell-O, and my lower half was hot, buzzing with anticipation as Eric licked and sucked me, hollowing his cheeks like I was a damn tootsie roll pop and his mission was discover how many licks it took to find the center.

“Eric...” I cried out, knowing I wasn’t going to last.

I reached out, sliding my hand into his hair. I wanted to grab him, but I had no strength, no concentration. Everything pooled to my balls, my cock. I fought to lift my hips, to fuck his mouth like I had imagined when I thought of him in the confines of my shower.

But my grip was weak and my entire body shuddered as I came. I cried out in ecstasy, my words jumbling into an array of his name and some cursing. He didn’t let go of me as my grip loosened in his hair, sucking down every bit of me until I was empty.

My legs and body were tingling with numbness like I was made of nothing but pure magic.

His cock slid against mine as he righted me, straddling my chest.

I looked up at him, dazed, watching as he held his thick, swollen cock above me.

“Open wide for Daddy, Professor,” he commanded.

And I did.

I obeyed him without second thought.

I opened my mouth, watching as he threw his head back, pumping his shaft above me, fucking my mouth with rapid, heated thrusts, and within seconds, he erupted.

Though I would be remiss to say his aim was not the best, and neither was mine. He came on my chest, my face, and only partly in my mouth, but I didn’t care.

Eric cursed as he fell back onto the bed beside me, the only sound our deep breaths, and contentment.

I curled next to him, throwing a hand over his hip as I fell into deep slumber, and I dreamed of wet, sloppy kisses and audiobooks, and dancing under the stars with the man of my dreams.