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“Right.” Zade stood.
Ziggy fist-bumped him. “Catch you in Atlanta next time, dude.”
“Yeah. Atlanta, right.” He nodded and walked away. He looked a little down, but if he was a fan, as he said he was, he’d remember he got to hang out with Ziggy, Miami, and Jinx for a little while. But he didn’t take any selfies or ask for them. I thought that was odd.
When he was far enough away and Miami and Jinx had loaded the chairs back in the bus, I grabbed Ziggy’s shoulders. “That was a little weird.”
“Right…” he teased. “And those mother fuckers sure didn’t help.”
Miami turned and flipped him off.
“That was entertaining.” Jinx laughed maniacally. “But we do have to roll. Don’t be late.” He pointed at both of us.
“Everything’s arranged,” I reassured them, but it wasn’t necessary. I was the goddamned promoter. I knew how to schedule shit.
“Right.” Miami exaggerated the word, winked at Ziggy, and gave him a fist bump. “See ya in Jersey, man.”
The hotel wasn’t far away, and we had an early wake-up call, so I was glad of that. We had Drake with us as a precaution, though I didn’t think it would be needed. “When do you sleep, dude?” Ziggy asked as we entered the suite.
Drake gave him a brief head nod. “When you do.”
“Whatever.”
“He has the connecting room, Ziggy.” We stood together as Drake made his rounds, stalking around the room. When he all cleared it, he gave us a salute and left. “Now…”
Ziggy jumped me, wrapping his legs around my waist and his arms around my neck. I grabbed his ass to hold him up, thankful I worked out. He wasn’t a small dude.
He kissed all over my face as I turned toward the bedroom. “Missed you…missed you,” he chanted between pecks.
“Mm…missed you too. And I want more than some splashes on my face.”
Ziggy growled, and I eased him down to the bed before taking his face in my hands. I leaned forward and kissed him how I had wanted to all day. In fact, I had wanted to kiss him like this for more than a day…more like months. I led with my lips, followed by my tongue, delving deep into his mouth. He kissed me back with passion and wrapped his tongue with mine.
He ran his hands up my back, under my shirt, and hummed when he hit skin. “Need…”
“Me too, babe.” I pulled my shirt off and grabbed his before leaning over him and pushing him to his back, laying on top of him, chest to chest. Our cocks, still trapped in our clothes, bumped nearly painfully. I hadn’t been this hard since…well, since the last time we were together. That had to mean something. “I can’t let you go. I can’t.”
His legs wrapped around mine, with his feet digging into my calves. “I don’t want you to. I’m sorry I—”
“No. We’re together. Moving forward.”
“Ha! Let’s move forward with less clothes.” He bucked up into me, and I wanted his thrusts, but he was right. I rolled to the side and unbuttoned my shorts to shove them off. My briefs went with them.
Ziggy stood to wiggle out of his tight jeans, and of course, he went commando. He stopped to take off his boots, or he’d never get the denim off. He nearly fell over doing it, but I didn’t laugh. Much.
“Fuck! Come here.” When he was finally naked, I grabbed the back of his legs, pulling him in front of me, and licked the head of his cock.
“Ugh! More…”
Sucking him down was a pleasure. I’d done it in numerous places over the last couple of years, from dressing rooms, busses, and even to supply closets, but alone in a hotel room without a chance of getting caught was better. I took care of him slowly, how he needed to be loved. A lick, a suck, a gentle squeeze on his balls. I licked them after, and he squirmed, so I continued lower to his taint. When he moaned loudly, I shoved his legs up and attacked his hole. I needed him to remember what it felt like. What I felt like.
I licked his rim and darted my tongue in. If I’d thought his moan before was loud, I’d been wrong. I wanted him to let the whole fucking floor hear him. I tongue fucked him until he was begging me for more.
I’d had my bags sent up here before going to the concert, so I looked around for them. Pulling out my toiletry bag where I’d stashed lube and condoms, I dug around for the necessities. “You ready?”
“No, but I’m sure you’re about to take care of that.”
“You know it.” I climbed back on the bed with a smirk I couldn’t help. I prepped him, turning it into more with teasing and twisting and fucking into him until he thrust into my hand and begged with inarticulate words. I wasn’t even sure what he was saying, but I knew what they meant.Fuck me now. So, I backed off and rolled the condom on. “Why are we still using these?”
