20. Adam #2
As an answer, I grabbed his arm and pulled him to an empty stall, squeezing us both into the tight space so I could close the door and shove him against it.
I leaned over him, pressing my lips against his earlobe, flicking my tongue out to lick his neck.
His pheromones burst onto my taste buds.
Fuck, I’d been dreaming of this all day.
“I want my dessert,” I whispered, my voice husky with desire.
Lifting his leg, I fit myself between his thighs, rubbing our cocks together through the fabric of our jeans with slow, teasing thrusts.
The smell of him… the feel of his body against mine…
it was intoxicating. “I hate being so far away from you. Watching Marshall touch you almost killed me.”
His cute little gasp as I thrust against his cock made me growl. God, he was addicting. Every time I touched him, I wanted more. “I… we can’t. Not in here. They’ll find us.”
What part of him should I devour first? He seemed to enjoy it when I sucked him off.
“Pants off,” I told him. Making him do it himself added an extra level of anticipation, knowing I was about to do whatever I wanted to him. Someone came into the bathroom just as he worked his pants over his hips, and he almost stopped for a second as his dark eyes searched mine for reassurance.
Keep going, I mouthed.
Flushing bright red, he dropped his pants and briefs in one go, and I slipped my hand around him as he removed everything else, leaving him naked below the waist. There was something about being naked in public that made everything more exciting.
I bent my head and knelt in front of him, but he frantically pressed his hands against my neck, trying to make me stop.
“What are you doing?” he whispered, his voice almost too loud.
A sink turned on, and another omega entered the bathroom.
There was no time for talking. I hooked his legs over my shoulders and put his cock right beside my lips.
If I turned my head, it would slip into my mouth.
The musky scent of his skin wasn’t enough for me.
I wanted to smell his pheromones and cover him with my own, but the cherry scent in the air overrode our scents.
I stared up at him, watching him desperately grip the top of the stall door, his other hand pushed against his lips to stay quiet.
His breaths came in ragged gasps as I waited for the omegas to leave.
“You’re so beautiful.” I took his cock into my mouth until my lips were on his pelvis and the tip brushed the back of my throat. He moaned into his hand, barely able to stay quiet as I bobbed my head, sliding his cock in and out of my mouth. Exquisite.
“A-Adam,” he whimpered, my name slipping out between gasps. “You don’t have to… do that.” He broke off with a loud moan that echoed across the bathroom. I sucked my cheeks in and massaged his cock with my tongue, ending with one long lick against the tip as it popped out of my mouth.
“I want the taste of you to linger on my tongue all night.” I opened my lips for him and he thrust between them, eagerly fucking my mouth with what little leverage he had balanced on my shoulders.
Next time I would let him do this on his feet, to properly fuck my face with his pretty cock, but I needed a better angle for what I had planned.
The wet slick from his ass dripped onto my chin the more I sucked him.
Using one hand to support his leg, I reached around his bare ass and dipped my fingers into his wet arousal, coating them thoroughly before brushing around his hole.
He bucked against me in surprise and bit into his hand to stifle another deep moan when I slipped my fingers inside him.
So wet and hot. I groaned against his cock, my own dick throbbing from how tight he was around my fingers.
I wanted to fuck him until he came so many times, he couldn’t speak. But not before he came inside my mouth.
Curling my fingers just right, I fucked his ass, pressing deeply into his pleasure spot with every thrust, my mouth and fingers in perfect harmony. In and out, over and over, his moans getting louder until he couldn’t contain them.
That’s it, Casey. Give it to me. I want all of you.
He tightened around me, dripping a puddle into my hand as he got closer to the edge.
I went harder and harder, fucking him until he was a waterfall of slick.
His toes curled, and his entire body tensed moments before his cock exploded, shooting cum inside my mouth.
He tasted better than my steak. I fucked him through every wave of pleasure, prolonging his orgasm to the very edges of his sanity.
His thighs trembled against my back, and he went limp, drooping into the stall door with a contented sigh.
I carefully stood, taking him in my arms and setting him on his wobbly feet.
I leaned down and kissed his sweet lips, letting him taste himself on my tongue before I swallowed every drop of his salty cum.
The way he stared up at me, as if he couldn’t believe I’d done that, was making it hard to hold myself back.
I took his chin between my fingers and brushed my lips against his, using his mouth for my own pleasure.
“I’m taking you to my hotel after dinner, and I’m fucking you until I’m satisfied.”
More people drifted in and out of the bathroom as I helped him get dressed.
I gave him a firm kiss before sending him back to our table.
As soon as the restroom was empty, I left the stall and walked to the sink to wash my hands and mouth.
I hated not being able to smell him properly, but at least the cherry scented air freshener meant not having to worry about lingering pheromones on our clothes.
After giving my shirt one quick sniff and finding only the scent of cherries, I left the bathroom and went straight for our table. David and Dina were gathering their things and putting their coats on. Casey already had his on and buttoned.
“Leaving already? We haven’t had dessert.” Well, they hadn’t. I did. And I could still taste Casey on my tongue.
David zipped his jacket up. “Sorry, Pops. Marsh had to run to the hospital, and Dina wants to catch a showing of that new alien movie. Another time?”
I nodded, and they left after passing me something to help pay the bill. As if I’d take their money for a meal. The server returned, and I sent her off with enough money to cover the check. “Let’s go, Casey,” I said, putting my wallet back in my pocket.
“Go?”
I took his hand and pulled him close, staring at the tiny golden flecks in his brown eyes. “I believe I said you’d be coming to my hotel room.”