That seemed fair. “Okay. If you want, you can leave me your old car. It doesn’t matter to me how I get there.”
Roman shook his head and visibly tried hiding a smile. “I won’t have you trying to get in and out of my small car with a boot on your foot. I’ve driven the same car for twenty years now. Another night won’t kill me.”
Brett rolled his eyes, fighting a happy sigh. No one had ever put him first like this. He didn’t know how to react. Roman didn’t let him overthink anything. He nuzzled Brett’s neck before kissing his jaw. Roman’s lips brushed Brett’s cheek and moved to his mouth. Brett held his breath in anticipation until Roman’s tongue stroked his. His kiss was slow and methodical, stealing all Brett’s good sense.
“Ugh. I miss you already.”
“Stay home. I’ll support you.”
Thankfully, Roman laughed at Brett’s offer rather than getting insulted the way he had at being gifted the SUV. “Everyone wants you for what you can do for them. I just want you. Come see me. I’ll be waiting.” Before Brett could tell Roman no again, Roman slipped from his lap. “I love you, gorgeous. If I don’t see you up there, then I’ll see you when I get home.”
Brett swallowed the lump growing in his throat. “Okay. I love you too.”
With a final heated glance his way, Roman left. For a long while, Brett stared at the door Roman disappeared through. Then he pushed to his feet and trailed through the house like an abandoned puppy. Roman’s place was small but nice. It reminded Brett a lot of the many houses he had lived in as a kid. One large master bedroom and two smaller bedrooms. A kitchen that would be minuscule if not for having an area for a dining room table. As small as the place was, it felt empty as hell without Roman. He tried snacking and watching TV. Nothing held his attention. Three hours after Roman’s departure, Brett found himself in the car and headed toward the club. He berated himself the whole way. This felt like a mistake. Even though Brett didn’t consider himself the jealous type, he didn’t know how he would feel while watching other people wanting his man. This might ruin them.
It was the same guard working the door again tonight. “Member or visitor?”
Obviously, they truly didn’t see anyone as they came in or left. The guy didn’t seem to recognize him. “Visitor.”
Once again, he pulled his radio from his belt. “There’s a visitor at the door.”
Ken appeared just as he had the night before. He eyed Brett from head to toe. “You’re Midas, right?”
Brett smiled. He shouldn’t find anything about this endearing, but there it was. “Yes.”
“I told Adonis I would keep an eye out for you. I’ll show you the way.”
This time, Ken took an immediate right turn and the music got louder as the place became more like the nightclub he had been expecting. There were more people than the cars in the lot made it seem to be. Cages hung from the ceiling in the center of the room and leather couches outlined the edges, giving people a place to sit while enjoying the view. There was a bar in one corner. An odd mixture of clothed and unclothed people littered the room. Some people wore collars while others were on a chain. Blatant sexual acts took place in the middle of it all with no one seeming to notice or care. There was a guy getting blown and not a soul paid them any attention. Brett caught sight of Roman and then he couldn’t see anything else. He knew the exact moment Roman spotted him. His face lit with an inner happiness that took Brett’s breath.
Ken motioned toward an empty loveseat closest to Roman’s cage. “Have a seat.”
Brett nodded and sat. His gaze never wavered from Roman. While wearing only a thong, Roman’s hips moved in time with the music inside his cage. He looked ten steps beyond sexy. Brett couldn’t believe Roman was his. It seemed surreal that they were together. There was so much happening around them, but Brett couldn’t see anything beyond Roman. If anyone there wanted Roman, Brett wouldn’t know, nor did he care. Roman belonged to him. He could feel it in his chest. Brett’s heartbeat thumped in his ears. His dick stirred with no permission from his brain. Roman tempted him like no one else ever had. He wanted the world to know Roman belonged to him.
“May I buy you a drink?”
It took Brett a minute to realize the offer was meant for him. He glanced over and into the lightest eyes he had ever seen. Brett opened his mouth to respond and Roman was there, brushing the man aside. “He’s here with me.”
The light-eyed man immediately turned away, seeming to almost bow out—like recognizing he didn’t stand a chance against Roman. Brett didn’t care about any of that right now. Roman looked sexy and he was barely dressed. Nothing but a few strings of material stood between Brett and paradise. Brett crooked his finger and pointed at his lap. Roman didn’t hesitate to obey. He straddled Brett the way he had before leaving for work. A fine sheen of sweat made his body glisten. Brett wanted to feel him.
“I just realized something,” Brett said as he ran his hands across Roman’s waist, savoring the sensation of his slick skin. “Last night, I told you I wanted to see if you could take it the way you boasted, but you didn’t try.”
A wicked light entered Roman’s eyes. “Don’t threaten me with a good time. I’m unapologetically vers.”
Brett smirked. “Me too.”
“Goddamn,” Roman growled, moving even closer. “I knew you were perfect.” He claimed Brett’s mouth and something inside Brett released. Some part of him that he kept hidden sprang loose. His fingers dove inside Roman’s thong. He massaged, getting him hard until he could pump at Roman’s cock, expecting results. It was like they were alone, but there was still a small part of Brett’s brain that stayed aware they were surrounded by people. He just didn’t give a fuck.
“I want to fuck you right here.”
Roman’s head shot up as Brett growled the words against his lips. He glanced around furiously, going as far as to lean to one side of the loveseat. A triumphant smile lit his face. “I thought they kept this place stocked, but I almost got worried.” He flashed a condom and sample-sized lube at Brett. “Ask and you shall receive.”
Brett licked his lips. Even with Roman’s dick already in his hand, Brett questioned himself. He had gotten caught up in the moment, but now things seemed a little nuts. Until Roman kissed him again, that is. Brett forgot to be embarrassed. The front of his pants loosened. Roman openly stroked him with the same enthusiasm Brett had shown while setting Roman’s cock free.
Roman’s mouth moved to Brett’s neck. He sucked and licked while rolling a condom down Brett’s length. “Don’t worry,” he said as he coated the condom in lube. “I won’t let anyone see you.”
Brett thought that was an odd thing to say, but Roman shifted positions shoved his thong aside and impaled himself on Brett’s cock. Brett’s head fell back against the couch as pleasure rolled over him. The way Roman braced his palms against the back of the loveseat combined with his large muscular body, he did somehow end up shielding Brett from most of the room. While Brett knew they were in the middle of a crowd, it didn’t feel like it. Nothing mattered any longer but Roman’s tight heat squeezing him. He kept stroking Roman’s cock while Roman rode his dick. Brett stared into the face of the man he loved while everyone watched them claiming each other. It was empowering and sexy as hell. Roman belonged to him and now everyone knew it.