Before he could approach, Jason was next to Noah. “See someone you like?” His tone was light and teasing. Jason knew Noah well enough now to know he was definitely interested in the hot blond.
“Yeah. I think I do. Do you know him?”
“I’m surprised you don’t. That’s Gavin. He’s a regular. Ever Saturday night. Sometimes Friday’s, too. He’s a good sub. He knows his limits, he’s a good guy too.”
“He’s here every weekend?” Noah glanced at Jason and the taller man shrugged.
“He’s comfortable here. He enjoys the kink scene. Even when he’s not playing.”
A server came over with a question for Jason, and he excused himself. Noah watched Gavin for another few minutes before he swallowed his trepidation and moved the scant few feet closer. He cleared his throat and prayed he didn’t make a fool out of himself. “I’m Noah.” He’d tested out a million different cheesy pick-up lines in the mirror the past few weeks, but he couldn’t make himself say any of them now.
The blond turned and flashed him a pretty smile with straight white teeth and plump lips the color of wild roses. “Gavin.”
“Are you free, Gavin? I’d love to have a drink with you.”
“Thank you.” Gavin made a quick apology to the person he was with, and Noah led him over to a private booth tucked away from the crowd.
“What do you do?” Noah asked.
“I’m a dancer. Ballet mostly.” Gavin’s eyes sparkled and Noah wondered what he’d look like on his knees, looking up at Noah. Begging to be used. Fucked. Touched. He wanted Gavin to want him with a sudden ferocity that took his breath away.
It took him a minute, and an interruption from a server inquiring about beverages before Noah found his voice. Noah ordered them both lemon water, then took a breath.
“I’d like the opportunity to get to know you, Gavin.”
“What do you want to know?”
“What do you like? What are your limits? When were you last tested?”
Gavin had the smile of a movie star. “You don’t waste time, do you?”
Noah shook his head. “No.”
Gavin’s smile didn’t fade with Noah’s short answer. “I like a lot of things. It’s easier to list the things I don’t like. I don’t like being hooked up to electricity and having my junk zapped. That’s a hard no. And I had a test last month, but regardless of status, I prefer condoms.”
Noah laughed, and his nervous tension faded. “That’s not an issue.”
Gavin nodded, pleased by the assurance. “Other than that, no blood, no scat, no breath play. I have a sensitive gag reflex and deep throating is not the best idea.”
“I can work with that.” Noah licked his lips. “The truth is, I’m real green, as far as doms go.”
“How green?” Gavin looked nervous suddenly, and Noah didn’t want him to walk away.
“Jason’s been teaching me since last fall.”
Gavin’s expression flipped again, and Noah saw a hint of something predatory in his gaze. “Jason is an excellent teacher.”
“He is.”
Gavin dropped his gaze, and when it dared flick back up to meet Noah’s, it was like he’d flipped a switch. He appeared instantly calmer, demure, and composed.
“Would you like to go upstairs with me, Gavin?”
“Yes, Sir. I would.”
Noah stood and offered Gavin his hand. He relished the connection when Gavin took it. He walked quietly next to Noah all the way up the stairs.
Getting Gavin to agree to this had been the easy part, but once they were alone in the room, Noah realized it was all on him now to not screw this up. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
“Strip and kneel in the center of the room.”
“Yes, Sir.” Gavin obeyed instantly, but slowly. Noah watched the way he teased his tight jeans down his legs. Gavin stood in his lime green jock and folded his pants neatly. He set them off to the side, then slid out of his jock.
“You’re beautiful.” Noah couldn’t believe how exquisite Gavin was. He was probably only five foot seven, but looked wiry and strong. Dancing had sculpted his body into a thing of beauty. He folded to his knees in a move almost too graceful to be real.
“Look at me,” Noah commanded.
Gavin’s gaze lifted and met Noah’s. Noah, for a second, worried that he didn’t know what to do. He’d pursued this moment for so long, and now it was here. It felt too big for him, and then Gavin blinked, and his dark eyelashes fanned against his cheeks. Gavin waited for him to get his thoughts together and with every passing moment Gavin knelt at Noah’s feet, quietly eager, the more comfortable Noah felt.
“What’s your safeword?”
“Red, sir.” Gavin replied without hesitation.
Noah straightened his spine. Rolled his shoulders back and took a step toward Gavin. He popped the button on his pants and fished his cock out. He didn’t know what he planned to do with Gavin yet, or to Gavin, but Noah knew he wanted to see Gavin’s perfect lips wrapped around his cock.
“Open your mouth. Stick your tongue out.”
Gavin’s tongue darted out, wetting his lips, then they parted, and Gavin opened for Noah. His tongue slid out, Gavin looked up at him and the world spun. This moment was everything he thought it would be. Gavin had obeyed. He’d kneeled for Noah. And now he looked up at him with an expression of raw hunger and naked vulnerability. Noah couldn’t stifle his confident smirk as he slid the head of his cock out of reach of Gavin’s tongue.
“Did you want a condom for this?” Noah kicked himself for not checking earlier. “No, please. I want to taste you, sir.” Gavin answered quickly, then let his mouth hang open again to prepare for Noah’s cock.
Already leaking precum, Noah slid the head of his dick over Gavin’s tongue.
“Put your hands on my thighs. Squeeze if you need me to slow down. Tap me if you need me to stop.”
Gavin did as he was told and Noah, carefully, with one hand wrapped around the base of his cock, started fucking Gavin’s face. He slid the head of his cock around on Gavin’s tongue. He let it glide in and out of Gavin’s mouth, going slow and gentle, being careful not to gag him.
Noah pulled out before he blew his load all over Gavin’s face. “You have a pretty mouth.” Noah bent and kissed him. He could truthfully stand there and tongue fuck Gavin all night long, but Noah’s body demanded something more than fierce kisses and a warm tongue. Noah pulled away.
“Take my pants off.”
Gavin’s hands trembled. He panted while he worked Noah’s pants down his legs. Noah lifted each foot in turn, allowing Gavin to pull his pants all the way off. Once he was naked, he took a breath. The hungry expression had returned to Gavin’s face. They were both ready to go, but Noah wanted to relish every moment. He wanted to make them both work for their satisfaction. With a voice both deeper and huskier than he’d expected, he told Gavin to kiss his feet.
Delicate lips traced over the top of Noah’s foot. Gavin kissed the tops of Noah’s toes, the curve where ankle met foot, then back down. A tongue darted out and Gavin tasted the folds of skin where Noah’s toes connected to his feet. He’d never felt so aroused, but it was more than lust. Lust was a tremor. This felt more like an earthquake under his skin.