Page 52 of Below The Surface
Fuck. Why haven’t I touched him? I pull him up by the armpits and give him a messy kiss. His saliva smears all over my face and I don’t care.
I slide a hand down his body, mapping every inch I touch, until I can sink my hand into his pants and encircle his cock.
His eyes flutter back, and he thrusts into me. Trusting to make him feel good. “Don’t stop,” he moans into my throat. His hands cling to me.
“Wouldn’t dream of it.”
Knock. Knock.
“Fuck.” I say and stand up straight. Kay keeps me from removing my hand from his cock. He shakes his head.
“Wait,” he whispers so softly I struggle to hear him.
We breathe the same air as someone comes in. Whoever it is goes to the urinals and takes forever to piss. Kay continues to rut against me.
His breath is hot against my hand when I cover his mouth. Why is this so fucking hot? I kind of get why he enjoys doing things in public.
The person zips up and washes his hands. As soon as the door shuts behind him, my lips are back on Kay’s.
Before we can get back to business, there’s another two knocks. The guy shuffles in and rattles our door, which makes Kay giggle. The guy curses and grabs another door. I press my hand to Kay’s mouth again. This time he licks me and it takes everything in me not to laugh. It tickles so much.
The guy in the stall next to us lets out the most heinous sounds. And smells.
Kay’s eyes go wide and he grapples for the doorknob. We spill out of our stall and run for the door to escape the poor man’s gastric distress. Kay gasps in long breaths once we make it out of the restaurant, with a confused Hayden trailing behind.
“What happened?” Hayden asks.
“Bomb went off,” Kay makes a sound effect and uses his hands to demonstrate.
Hayden knocks Kay on the shoulder. “Probably served you right, horn dog.”
Kay howls like a wolf, which means everyone on the street looks at us. I don’t find that I mind too much. So I howl too. Hayden just shakes his head, then joins the wolf pack.
“Stick with me, y’all and you’ll always have fun.” Kay squeezes Hayden’s shoulder and winks at me.
What is it about this guy? He’s cringey, but it’s fun. He doesn’t give a fuck what anyone else thinks and I want to embody that, too.
Kay wraps his arm around my waist and tugs me down by my collar. “You owe me a fancy orgasm.” He kisses my lips, and the world stops spinning.
“What does that even mean?” Hayden asks.
“Obviously an orgasm at someplace fancy. It’s in the name. Fancy orgasm.”
“You’re so weird.”
“Part of my charm.” Kay blows my best friend a kiss, and Hayden goes red.
Kay yawns, and he acts like it’s a surprise. He blinks up at me. “I might need a nap.”
“It’s kinda late for one,” Hayden says.
I take Kay’s hand and press a kiss to his fingertips. “I drove us here, so I need to drop Hayden off at his uncles. But I’m happy to nap with you anytime.”
He nods. “See you my place.”
I kiss him again. “I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
“I’ll be waiting. And don’t hesitate to fuck me awake if you find me asleep.” He bats his long lashes again before looking both ways and darting across the street.
