Page 40 of Seasons of Love
By the time Aiden walked in later in the afternoon, I was buzzing with energy and happy to have completed a chunk of tasks on my list.
"Hey," I said as he approached the checkout desk and came around the side where I sat on a barstool.
"Hey."
"Come here." I stretched out my hand until he was within reach, then I pulled him closer until he was between my legs, and kissed him.
Aiden tasted of coffee and smelled of pine, and if we weren't in my shop and risking being interrupted, I'd have already pulled his shirt up to touch his skin.
He was breathless by the time I released him.
"I…um…wasn't sure how…um, if we were going to do this again," he said.
"You mean, me staying at your place all night and sneaking out early this morning before being late for work wasn't enough to show you how much we're doing this again?"
He chuckled. "That was very college-like."
"I don't know, I didn't go to college. But it was definitely not very Slade-like."
"So we're…what are we doing? Sorry to sound like a lovesick teenager; it's not that at all."
I ran my hands over his hair. It looked too long for it to be his regular style, but I liked it. He closed his eyes when I pulled on it a little and sighed when I massaged his scalp.
"I know, Aid. Wren was here this morning."
He opened his eyes wide and tensed.
"You know they're gonna be on us like a pack of hungry wolves, right?"
"Oh god." He leaned his head against my chest. We already had a significant height difference, but this position with him between my legs, seeking comfort, made me feel things I hadn’t felt in a long time.
"Aid, I know they have good intentions, but ultimately this is our business. We can tell them to back off. You know that, right?"
"Yeah, I know."
"We're two adults who happen to be ridiculously attracted to each other. I'd question your taste in men, but it's working for me, so I'll keep quiet." He slapped my chest, but I grabbed his hand and kissed it. "We're enjoying ourselves. That's it, right?"
"Right," he agreed. Something passed over his eyes, but it was gone too soon for me to see what it was. "I definitely enjoyed myself yesterday…multiple times."
I snorted.
My dick hardened at the thought of him riding me yesterday, and then how he'd taken us to the shower and sucked me until my dick came back to life before demanding I fuck him again.
My growing problem didn't go unnoticed by Aiden, who pressed closer against me and looked me in the eye, as if daring me to do something about it.
"Oh, Aiden, you're gonna be the death of me."
"But what a great way to go, right?"
I kissed his sassy mouth until he was all soft and pliant in my arms, which still didn't help my hard-on at all.
"Shop's still open, but we don't have any work to do on the bike, so what do you want to learn today?" I asked.
"Will you tell me what it's like to be in a motorcycle club?"
Hard-on sufficiently not hard anymore.
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