As I saw him twisting and swaying his body on the dance floor, all my progress with the cold water and the self-administered pep talk to get it all together went down the drain. My eyes locked on him, watching his broad back, ass, and legs as he danced to the beat. My own legs started to move without my say-so, taking me closer until I was pressed flush against him, my hands fanned on his thighs and my hips matching the shifts of his. I groaned and nuzzled his nape, taking in his scent and feeling my steel-hard erection return with a vengeance.
I was so beyond f****d and lost, it wasn’t even funny anymore. I was a dog with a bone and I never intended to let it go before properly devouring it. I was painfully aware there was someone in front of Blake whom he was holding just as I held him,
