Page 45 of Vesper Martinis
“Not a problem, man. It’s not like I don’t love keeping you out of trouble.”
He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me into him, where I can feel his erection poking me.
“Never thought we’d fuck in your office ever again, did you?” Wesley winks as he pushes me against my desk and presses his lips into mine.
“Maybe,” I murmur in between kisses.
“God, I love you,” Wesley moans as I push my cock inside him a few minutes later. I cover his mouth to keep him quiet. This isn’t the bar where it’s late at night and loud. It’s two in the afternoon, and my boss's office is right next to us.
“Keep quiet, Boy. You don’t want anyone catching us, do you?”
Wesley nods his head as he spreads his legs wider, and I sink in a little deeper.
“Fuck, that’s it,” I groan into his ear and wrap my hand around his dick.
“You gonna come for me, Boy? Gonna come all over my cock and not make a sound like a good boy?”
He nods again.
“Then come for me.” I thrust into him faster as I get closer to the finish line.
His fingers curl against my desk as he growls his release, shooting his cum across my desk.
“Yes. That’s it. Come, baby.” I fuck him faster as I chase my release, prolonging his until I come.
I bite his shoulder and still as I come in his ass. Just the thought of that cum dripping out of him on his walk back home has me twitching and filling him up some more.
“I love you,” I pant against Wesley’s shoulder.
I pull out, and he turns around so he can kiss me.
“I fucking love you, too.”
Fuck. There is nothing better than this. I can’t believe I spent my whole life scared. Even more so, I’m shocked it didn’t take me so long to get over it. Well, I did live with it for over twenty years, but it took only a handful of months to get to where I am now.
So fucking in love.
Because right now, nothing scares me. In Wesley’s arms, I feel like I can do anything. Be anyone. Be the man who loves with his whole heart without feeling like it will inevitably break. Be a strong man. Be Wesley’s man as much as he is mine.
