Chapter 29

Truth be told, part of me had worried Zach would figure out that he'd really been in love with Robbie the whole time and I would be out of the picture. But Zach's attention on me never wavered. He was happy to have Robbie back in his life, to be sure, but it was clear he only saw Robbie as a friend.

We'd just gotten our drinks when Albert walked into the dining room. He wore black skinny jeans and a crimson long-sleeved button-down. I waved to get his attention, and he sauntered over with his usual grace. He came over to me first and kissed me on the cheek. "Congratulations, darling," he whispered in my ear. He zeroed in on Zach and said, "You already know what I'm going to say, right?"

Zach nodded. I could tell he was fighting a smile. "Don't hurt him, or you'll hurt me."

"Got it in one," Albert said with approval. His gaze then drifted over to Robbie, who'd been watching him avidly. "Now, who are you, gorgeous?"

Robbie's face turned bright red. "Robbie." He cleared his throat. "Robert Dalton."

"All right, Mr. Dalton, do you prefer Robbie or Robert?"

Robbie met Albert's gaze with a small smile. "Robbie, to my friends."

"Well, aren't you the sweetest thing?" Albert took the open seat, which was next to Robbie's.

The server came over to take Albert's drink order. After she left, Robbie said, "I saw your show last night. You were amazing."

"Thank you, darling," Albert replied. "And can I say I love your makeup? Did you do it yourself?"

Robbie nodded. "I'm a makeup artist."

"Really? Where do you work?" Albert asked, leaning in closer to Robbie.

And then they were off, as I predicted. Zach and I exchanged a look, and we both smiled. "You were right," he said.

"They'll probably talk makeup all through dinner." I leaned in close and whispered, "And then go to Robbie's hotel room and fuck all night."

Zach smothered a laugh. "You caught that too?" He lowered his voice and moved closer to my ear. He slid his hand over my thigh. "I like that idea."

My cock plumped at the mere suggestion of having Zach's thick cock buried inside me. "Me too," I said hoarsely. He pressed his warm lips to the spot just behind my ear, and I shivered in anticipation of what the night would bring.

"All right, you two," Albert said with a hint of mischief. "Save it for later." I rolled my eyes at my best friend but sat back. Zach kept his hand on my thigh.

Dinner was lively and fun. Robbie slid right into our little group with ease. He was funny and charming as well as smart and talented. He showed us pictures of some of his work with models and Broadway actors. Albert got on him about not having a more active social media presence. Since he was a freelance social media manager when he wasn't showcasing Darlene, he knew what he was talking about. Robbie told him he didn't have the time or talent to do a good social media campaign.

Albert leaned into him and said, "Well then, darling, we should meet about it after dinner. I have a lot of things I can show you."

Robbie's cheeks were stained by a deep blush. "I'd like that. A lot."

"That's our cue," I whispered to Zach.

I caught the eye of our server, and she came over to ask if we wanted anything else. "I'm good," I said. Everyone shook their heads, so she went to get our check.

When she returned, Zach said, "I've got this," and handed her his card.

"You don't have to do that. We can all pay our share," I objected.

"It's all good," he replied with a smile. "I just got that payout for moving, remember?"

"Oh yeah, that's right. I forgot about that." I waved my hand regally. "By all means, buy me dinner."

Zach chuckled and shook his head. He leaned over and kissed my cheek. "You're cute."

"Am not," I pouted.

"Oh my god, stop it," Albert groaned.

I stuck my tongue out at him. "Stop being grumpy."

"I'm not being grumpy," he said grumpily. Robbie and Zach cracked up.

After Zach signed the receipt, we headed out to our cars. We walked Robbie to his car and Zach gave him a big hug. "It was so good to see you again. Let's not wait another sixteen years to get together."

"Definitely not," Robbie said. "You and Miguel should come up to Hoboken to visit. We could take the ferry to Manhattan."

"That sounds great," I said. "And maybe Albert will be able to join us."

Albert stepped closer to Robbie and leaned close to his ear. "I'll make it my mission." Robbie's blush flamed brightly, even under the streetlights. Albert continued, "Are you still up for getting a drink at The Asbury?"

Robbie nodded vigorously. "Absolutely."

"Time for us to go," I said. "You two have a very good night."

Zach put his arm around Albert and said something I couldn't hear. Albert rolled his eyes and patted Zach's chest. "Yes, darling, I understand."

As we walked back to Zach's car, he took my hand again. It warmed me inside to know he wanted to touch me all the time. He had a hand on my back or around my waist whenever we were close. He was such a tactile person, and I was pretty sure I was a bit touch-starved. I raised his hand to my mouth and kissed his knuckles. "Tonight was a lot of fun. I hope we can do it more often."

"As often as you want," he replied with a smile.

He had his hand on my leg the whole drive home. Walking up the stairs, he couldn't seem to get close enough. When I went to unlock our apartment door, he crowded behind me with hands on my hips and lips on my neck. I groaned and leaned back into his hard cock. "We should get inside first," I said hoarsely.

He slid his hand around my waist and down to cup my own rigid length. "Well, hurry up then."

I finally got the door open, and we stumbled through it. Zach kicked it shut behind him and tugged me into a scorching hot kiss. "I want you inside me," I gasped.

"Yes," he growled. He slid both hands under my ass and lifted me so I had to wrap my legs around his waist. He walked with me like that to my bedroom, still kissing me deeply. He turned on the bedroom light, holding me one-handed. Damn, that was hot. He set me down but didn't let go. "I can't get enough of you," he murmured.

"Same," I replied. "But we're not going to get much done without getting naked."

He sighed and stepped back just a little. "True story."

I wasted no time getting out of my work clothes and Zach did the same. When I shoved my pants down, he said sadly, "No lace this time."

I shook my head. "I can't wear them at work all day. It gets uncomfortable."

He ran his hands over my tight red briefs. "Still, these are nice. Red is a good color on you."

"How about you take them off me and see how good you look on me?"

Zach's eyes blazed with heat as he slipped his fingers into the waistband of my briefs and, to my surprise, went down on his knees to slide them off. Because he was so much taller than me, he wasn't face-to-face with my hard cock, but it was right there. He brushed his fingers under my balls and up my shaft, circling the wet head with his thumb. I moaned at how good it felt to have him touch me like that. I almost came when he took his thumb off my cock and put it in his mouth. I grabbed the base of my dick and squeezed. "Shit, that's hot."

Zach hummed thoughtfully. "Not enough of a sample. I'll have to taste some more."

"What?" My question turned into a groan because he bent his head and took my tip into his mouth. My knees tried to buckle, so I grabbed his shoulders and tried to quell my instinct to push my hips forward into the wet heat of his mouth. If I wanted him to keep going, it wouldn't do any good to choke him his first time out.

He bobbed to take more of me and gagged anyway. "Go easy," I said. "Whatever you do will feel good unless you involve your teeth."

He snorted and pulled off me, laughing. "I'll try to remember that."

I ran my fingers through his short, dark hair. "I imagined this so many times, but I never thought it would really happen."

"Yeah?" He rose and took me in his arms. "I never thought you'd be interested in me, so I guess we're even." He took my mouth in a tender kiss, letting me taste myself on his tongue. "I want you so bad it hurts," he said.

"Then have me." I stepped away from him and went over to my nightstand. Opening the drawer, I took out the bottle of lube and the box of condoms I kept there and set them on the bed. I went back to him and slid my hands up his chest. "I want to feel that hard cock inside me."

He blew out a breath. "I want that too. I just don't want to hurt you."

I cupped his cheek. "I'll walk you through it. I have a feeling you'll get the hang of it pretty quickly. I'll let you know if it hurts, trust me."

"Okay."

I got on the bed on my hands and knees. I looked over my shoulder at him. The heat in his eyes could have set the sheets on fire. "Come on, baby. I need you."

Zach climbed onto the bed behind me and picked up the bottle of lube. "I watched a bunch of porn, so I have an idea of what to do. Just let me know if something doesn't feel right."

That made my cock twitch and get even harder. "You watched gay porn?"

His hands caressed my ass cheeks while his thumb stroked up my crease. His voice was gravely with desire when he answered. "Yeah. The books I borrowed from you inspired me."

I huffed a laugh. "Go me."

My laugh turned to a groan when he spread my cheeks and brushed his finger over my hole. "This looks so tight. It's going to feel so good around my cock."

My cock twitched and my hips jerked forward. "Zach, I need you in me. Please."

He grunted a wordless reply. I heard the click of the cap on the lube and felt the cool liquid dribble down my crack. Zach's lubed finger circled my hole and then slid in slowly. His finger was thick, and the burn was sweet. It had been a while since I'd been with anyone, so I was glad he was taking his time. He leaned over me and asked, "Is this okay?"

"Yes," I croaked. "Keep going. I need more."

He pushed in deeper and then crooked his finger at just the right spot. My back arched, and I let out a groan of pleasure. "Oh god. Right there. Yes. More. Please."

Zach's breathing got ragged as he pressed a second finger into my opening. I hissed at the initial intrusion, and he stopped. "Are you okay? Is it too much?"

"I'm fine," I ground out. "I just need a second to adjust. Do. Not. Stop."

"Yes, sir," he said with a hint of laughter.

I mock-glared at him over my shoulder. "Do not sass me, Mr. Kelley. This is serious business."

His shoulders shook with suppressed laughter. "Yes, of course." Then he slid his fingers farther in and I lost the ability to speak. The burn and stretch felt wonderful after my dry spell, and I pushed back against his fingers, looking for more.

He must have read my mind because a third finger joined the first two. "Yes," I hissed. "Zach. Please. I'm ready."

"Okay," he said quietly.

He pulled his fingers from my body, and I felt empty and needy. I heard the sound of the condom wrapper opening and the snap of latex not long after. The click of the lube bottle followed, and then his hands were on my hips and the blunt tip of his cock nudged my entrance. I took a deep breath and relaxed as he pressed in, bearing down at the intrusion until I felt him breach the first ring of muscle. "So good," I whimpered. "You're so big."

"Miguel. Oh god. I never knew. This is better than I imagined." He kept pushing forward, taking me slowly but inexorably, until he finally bottomed out.

I paused for a moment just to breathe. Zach was not a small man, and he took a little getting used to. "Are you okay," he asked gruffly.

"Yep," I replied. "I just need a second to adjust."

I heard him breathing deeply and his fingers tightened on my hips. "You feel so good around my cock. I don't think I'm gonna last very long."

The burn bordering on pain finally morphed into pleasure, and I groaned. "Please, Zach, move."

"Thank god," he breathed. He pulled out and slammed back in, taking me on the ride of my life.