Need Your Love

Chapter 3-1

Chapter 3

Eron had never felt this much pleasure as he did when his c**k was buried in Garrett’s ass. s*x had never been this satisfying. Without even thinking about it, Eron thrust hard into Garrett’s ass and spilled his seed deep inside. When the spasms stopped, Eron withdrew and rolled over beside him.

“That was hot,” Eron said

“You seemed to know what you were doing…I mean, for it being your first time, and all.”

“I guess it’s played out in my head so many times, I followed my fantasies about sleeping with another guy.” Garrett’s blue eyes comforted him. The warm breeze cooled Eron’s moist skin as it blew over them.

As the high and hormones wore off, the consequences of anyone seeing them, naked together in the early evening, crept into Eron’s mind and filled his entire body. A minute ago, he was in inhibited pleasure; now his body jerked in fear. Eron moved to get up and put his pants on.

“Uh, I’m sorry, I’ve made a mistake.” Eron’s words came out defensive and abrupt.

For a minute, Garrett didn’t move but then jumped to get dressed. He didn’t say anything, but Eron could tell Garrett was bothered by his comments.

“It’s just that, I’m not…homosexual you know,” Eron said succeeding at calming his tone, though hearing his own words cut him to the bone.

Garrett pulled up his own pants and buttoned his shirt. Moments before, Garrett wrapped himself around Eron in pleasure. Now, Garrett’s scorn penetrated Eron. He tried not to let it bother him as he finished dressing and putting himself back together.

“I’m not that way, either,” Garrett said with no attempt to temper his defensive tone.

“Cool.” Eron forced a smile, but it did little to comfort him or Garrett.

They headed back to the reception.

“You’re not going to tell anyone, are you?” Eron said, right before they reached the clubhouse.

Garrett’s brow furled and confusion washed over his face. “No.” It was quiet but audible.

As they neared the door, Eron looked at Garrett’s clothes. They were a mess. So were his. Mary Ellen was already drunk and unlikely to notice. Eron pressed his palms down his shirt. The wrinkles remained.

I need to ask Helen to add more starch to my shirts. He considered his housekeeper more a big sister than an employee, but he would never talk to her about this.

Eron opened the door to the banquet hall for Garrett. His face grew warm when he realized what he did.

Get it together, Lassiter. Why does this have to be so difficult? Just a little bit ago you were the instigator of this whole thing and now…

He didn’t know what. They walked through the door to find the girls alone in the banquet room. Everyone else had gone. Eron hadn’t even noticed how many cars were left in the parking lot when they walked back. The only sound was the clink and clank of dishes as the employees cleaned up after the reception.

“Well, we’re glad you could make it back in time to take us home,” Mary Ellen whined. She nursed yet another cocktail.

“Garrett, where have you been?” Johnette’s voice filled the large, empty room. “You left me here alone and I don’t know anyone,” she said quieter than before.

“Don’t worry, I took good care of her,” Mary Ellen said. She giggled at her own comment.