One Dirty Night

But…I understood him too.

I felt it.

Felt the yearning between us.

The tether, the string, the undeniable connection that warned this wasn’t a simple blowjob on a simple night of fun.

This was more.

And more could get us hurt.

Saliva dribbled down his length as I gathered up the wetness and corkscrewed my hand around his cock.

“Fuck. Fuck. I can’t—stop.” Nick tried to pull away.

I didn’t let him.

Having him in my mouth unlocked the floodgates of my power. Power I’d always hid behind. Power borne from my sexuality. A sexuality I’d always denied because society told me it was wrong to want, wrong to experiment, wrong to be brave and bold and brutally honest with what I craved.

A telltale ripple up his shaft and the headier flavour of salt exploded on my tongue just as Nick wrenched my mouth away. “I said…enough.”

Panting hard, I rocked back on my heels and licked my lips.

His nostrils flared as he glowered at me. Glowered with familiar disgust and disdain only now…I saw those two emotions for what they truly were: desperation and self-denial.

With a grunt, he dropped to his knees, grabbed my cheeks, and dragged me into the most consuming kiss of my life.

Our lips smashed together.

Our noses bumped.

It took a second to fit into one seamless dance but when we did, we ignited.

Wet and hot.

Fierce and vicious.

He kissed me as if he was dying.

He shoved me out of the persona of bookish scientist and turned me into a wanton, weak-kneed slut.

I devoured him back. I opened wide and let him take. I duelled his tongue with mine as if they were two daggers intent on drawing blood.

We were more honest without talking than we’d ever been. Honest in how blatantly hungry we were for each other. How addicted to this new freedom—where we could touch and taste and taunt.

Another frisson of fear filled me that tonight would forever change me.

I could no longer hide behind falseness.

I loved this wildness.

This barbarity.

I liked the thrill…the chase…the catch…the temptation.

My eyes shot wide as the realisation slammed into me.

Damn, I…I like Nick.