Chapter 22 #2
Unaware of my distress, Levi offers me a smile.
“So how does it feel to have people see you for who you are? It’s your first time out with a guy, isn’t it?
” he asks, and Cass presses closer, which makes me think of his dick stiffening too and resting against the crack of my ass in a public place like this one.
How does that feel? Fucking hot.
I smile at Levi as Cass leans in for a quick kiss to my ear. “It feels so good. And having this stud with me?” I point to Cass. “Even better.” I try not to think that once upon a time Levi had a fling with my Cass. The past is the past, and from now on, he’s only mine.
Levi’s smile broadens, and he shakes his head. “Ah, get out of here. You two are too cute. It’s gonna make my teeth rot!”
Cassian kisses my cheek this time and whispers, “how about a dance?”
I nod and turn toward him. Hopefully no one will notice my boner in the crowd.
Down, boy. Wait till we get home.
Levi has no mercy for us, and puts on a slower, cheesy number as we drift away to a part of the cafe cleared to be a dancefloor. The colorful lights bounce off a small disco ball Kai must have brought for the night and scatter everywhere.
I put my arms around Cassian’s neck and sway from side to side, so in love it almost hurts.
There are other couples dancing too, but they remain on the periphery of my vision.
I don’t want to see the faces of strangers who now know my secret.
This is what I want, but I’m having a hard time coming to terms with the fact that the way people will see me might change.
Still, if I can have Cass’s love and attention, and good friends who support me, I am ready to face my fears and leap straight into the shimmering waters of the unknown.
Cassian’s eyes seem almost black now, and they hypnotize me as we settle into a slow rhythm, ignoring the loud conversations coming from all sides. This moment is only for us, and as he leans in to kiss me, I open to him without hesitation.
It’s nothing too outrageous, we are in public after all, but I give him one kiss after another. My heart soars, and I know this is right. So maybe it took me a long time to figure it out, and maybe I didn’t know what a side is, but here I am, in Cassian’s arms.
I put my cheek on his shoulder, letting the alcohol buzz in my veins, and the music engulf me.
Cass clears his throat and whispers. “Matt? You’re rock-hard.”
Oops. Not again. Fucking love hormones messing with me.
“Um… maybe I need to go… calm down.” I laugh and pull away from him.
I make my way to the restrooms, hoping no one’s gonna see how aroused I am.
There are plenty of people around, but I manage to avoid them all and head straight for disabled bathroom, where I asked Aaron to break my leg.
Good times.
Exasperated and desperate for privacy, I press the handle, only to find it occupied.
“N-no,” I mumble, letting my head drop to my nape. But then, a familiar presence emerges behind me and anchors me with his embrace.
“It’s okay,” Cassian says, rocking his hips to the music, which is maddening, because now I’m thinking about him rubbing himself off on my ass. His cum drizzling down my ass cheeks.
Fuck.
I want it, but maybe not right now.
I can’t hover around here like some creep, so I grab his hand and lead him farther down the corridor to the other restrooms. They don’t offer as much privacy, but it is what it is.
I grin when he follows me to the men’s room.
“We can go in together here. That’s so weird.”
Cassian laughs. “Hardly. You’ll get used to it pretty fast.”
There’s a guy using one of the urinals, but I’m surprised to see that all three of the stalls are open.
“Should I wait for you?” Cassian squeezes my hand.
I glance at the guy who zips up and then leaves without washing his hands. Even that seems to take him forever. When we’re alone at last, I pull on Cass’s hand with a wicked grin and take him to the last stall, locking it behind us.
I kiss him like I mean it. All tongue, lips, and hunger. My dick presses against him, and I have no shame. I can’t get enough of this man. My man.
He grins and rolls his hips against mine. Touching like this is like sucking on a piece of toffee without yet biting in, and I gasp, grabbing his ass to bring him closer.
“I feel like I’m drunk on pheromones.”
“Sounds pretty accurate,” Cassian whispers back and rolls his tongue against my ear until I get to my toes, struggling to keep quiet.
“All I can think of is your mouth, your dick, you looking at me when you come…” I’m not even trying to get softer, am I? With a happy sigh, I slide my hand between us and cup his cock. “And you said you top, and I don’t know exactly what I want, but I want something.”
Cassian shivers, breathing into my ear. “When we go back home, I’m gonna come on your chest, and your cock, and then give you the best head yet.”
“It can’t possibly get any better.” I chuckle, but it comes out raspy. Is it wrong that I want something here? My mother taught me better, but well… my mother isn’t here, and I’m horny for my new boyfriend.
I kiss his jaw, then his neck, rocking against him, squeezing his dick through his jeans. I’m a desperate animal, and I can only hope he doesn’t stop me.
Cassian cocks his head to let me consume him. “Oh, try me. I believe one can always improve. I’ll just need lots more practice with a particular tool,” he murmurs and pulls at my belt buckle.
Thank fuck, because I’d have to resort to begging if he didn’t. He has the best hands. Beautiful, veiny, with long fingers.
“You can get all the practice,” I mutter against his skin and slide my hands to his ass. He smells divine and I arch my hips forward in invitation. I won’t last long, so we have a chance of getting away with this madness without being caught.
Cassian sighs, then feels my dick, but when I shiver, arching against him, he pulls away and in one quick yank, turns me to face the wall.
I can barely breathe, but then he opens my pants and lowers them.
And before I understand what’s going on, he molds himself against me—still clothed—and grabs my erection.
“I… I don’t know if I want…” I mutter, but I’d probably let him do anything to me. I can barely comprehend what just happened, but all I can focus on is his hand on my dick and his body pressing into mine from behind.
“Shh… Of course, Mattie. I just don’t want cum all over our clothes.” He bites my ear with a playful chuckle.
I press my lips together to avoid making noise and rock back, exhilarated. I never experienced this kind of sexual frenzy before. I flatten my hands and cheek against the wall and let Cass jerk me off.
He feels bigger now, and somehow taller as he presses his hard cock to my ass.
There’s still fabric between us, but I am shocked to find myself longing to feel him inside.
Once again, I imagine his beautiful length parting my buttocks and sliding in until his balls rest against my hole, and were we not in a public place I might have—
I gasp when my anus twitches in response to the rocking motion, but as the two of us move together, his hand works my cock, raising the temperature in the stall with each passing second.
Does he like seeing my ass molded to his groin? Does he imagine going all the way with me? His breath has definitely quickened.
I have to bite my lip when I come to keep it down, but I paint the wall with spunk as I imagine him riding me.
I’m not a monster, and I’ll clean up after myself, but not yet.
Cassian pulls me close, panting in my ear. His cock feels hard as a broomstick, and if I were a witch, it would be the only one I’d be willing to ride.
A bit of a random thought. But it’s true.
“Oh, you’re so… you make me act all crazy, Mattie.”
“Do you wanna—” I go silent because someone walks into the restrooms.
Fuck.
Cassian rests his forehead against my nape with a tiny groan. I can’t even try to imagine how blue his balls must be. But he steps away and looks at me, his face dark as a wine stain. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes, no doubt thinking about the most unsexy things imaginable.
I pass him some paper so he can wipe his hand, and pull up my pants. I could take a nap right now. The person outside takes their sweet time, and from the humming they make, I recognize them as Kai. Touching up his glittery makeup, no doubt.
By the time he leaves, Cassian seems to be calmer and stops me when I reach for his zipper.
“I’d rather wait until later. Hope you manage not to fall asleep on me until then,” he says with a soft smile.
I would very much enjoy falling asleep on him, but I nod and stroke his forearm. “I really need you to myself. For, like, a whole weekend. No one else, just you and me.”
His gaze darts up to meet mine. “Is this weekend okay?”
My smile widens. “Hell yes. You got something in mind?”
Cassian nods and licks his fingers with a sly smile.