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“Dude, chill,” Killian told him, but he took a couple of steps back. “Sorry, Blake, I didn’t mean anything by it. We’re cool, right?”
I nodded. “Very.”
But I couldn’t wait to get back to Tommy’s so I could show him how much I appreciated him sticking up for me like that. It made me swoon and my heart sore.
***
My dick was rock hard.
It had been all through dinner with Killian and Dean. I kept thinking about how Tommy told Kill he had to respect me. God, that was the hottest thing. I wanted to kiss the hell out of my best friend. Shove my tongue into his mouth, tell him how much I loved and wanted him. Show him just how much it meant to me to have stood up for me like that. But I couldn’t. I had to act like we were friends. Just two buddies hanging out, laughing, and having a good time.
I kind of hated it.
“You’re quiet, Bug,” Tommy commented on the way home.
We’d hung out with Killian and Dean until the mall closed. After Killian apologized for being a dick, he relaxed, and we had fun. I liked my bandmates. Maverick was the biggest issue lately, and if he weren’t such a good drummer, we probably would have booted him out of the band. Plus, he and Dean had the practice area.
“Everything okay?”
I nodded. “Fine, perfect, great.”
Tommy clucked his tongue against the roof of his mouth before he slowed down the car and pulled into an empty parking lot.
“Want to tell me the truth? Was it Killian? He’s a bit much, but I thought he calmed down a bit—”
I was on him before he could finish talking, my hands in his hair as I crawled into his lap. I sucked hard on Tommy’s tongue, nipped at his bottom lip, and rolled my hips against his groin so he knew what I needed. How badly I wanted him. When Tommy tried to speak, I shook my head, kissed him harder, deeper, and slid a hand up the front of his shirt. I tugged it up over his hand to get to his hard, defined chest, then bent down to lick and suck at his nipples, listening to the soft groans he released.
Tommy pushed me down onto the seat, and spread me out before him, the moonlight shining in his dark eyes. His fingers struggled to work the button on my jeans before he finally got them undone. I lifted my hips so he could pull them down to my ankles, along with my underwear. He brought his fingers up to my mouth, and at first, I wasn’t sure what he wanted until I met his eyes. They were wild with lust. I opened my lips so he could shove them inside. I sucked hard on his fingers, got them good and wet before he spread my legs as best he could with my jeans still wrapped around my ankles.
I let out a low whine when Tommy’s finger found my hole. He smirked at me, slipped it inside, and then the second one joined the first. My eyes rolled back just as I felt his tongue drag across the tip of my cock to collect the precum. I fisted a hand into Tommy’s hair as he sank down lower until he had taken me all the way into the back of his throat and spread me wide with his two fingers. I felt so full. It felt so damn good with his mouth wrapped around me.
Tommy sucked me off, his eyes never straying from mine, his grip on my thigh with his free hand tight, his blunt nails making dimples in my skin. He fucked me with his two fingers and bobbed on my cock like he was meant for it. Spit dripped down his chin, and he gagged when I canted my hips. I let out low groans, panted and whimpered as he pegged my prostate with the tips of his fingers. But when Tommy hollowed his cheeks, tugged me down a little farther and changed the angle just enough, I saw stars and cried out his name as I came.
Tommy smirked around my length as I filled his mouth with my release. He moaned around me like he wanted it, and when I was done, he leaned up to kiss me, shoving his tongue into my mouth and feeding me my own cum. I greedily took it from him before I slumped against the door. Sweat had started to trickle down my face and neck.
“Bug, I know you’re all relaxed from your orgasm, but we need to get out of here before a cop shows up.” Tommy tugged at the fabric around my ankles. “At least cover up your pretty cock.”
I flushed at his words. “Pretty cock,” I muttered as I tried to sit up.
“It’s beautiful, just like the rest of you.”
“Stop saying shit like that.” I tried to yank my clothes up but failed miserably.
“You don’t think you’re beautiful?”
“I’m cute at best.” I finally got my underwear on and felt Tommy’s glare. “What?”
“Compared to who, Blake?”
“I don’t know. The rest of the band.”
Tommy growled. “Chicks like Killian because he has that whole bad boy vibe thing going on. Maverick is allusive, and Dean’s the guitar player. Everyone loves guitar players. You, Bug, you’re stunning. Don’t sell yourself short. Anyone would be lucky to have you.”
“Not you, though?” I felt a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach.
He shook his head. “Haven’t we already established that we’re a thing? We’re together now. I want you. End of story.”
“Right, we’re together now,” I repeated.
