LUKA (The Rhythm Series, Book 2) by Jane Harvey-Berrick Read Free Book Online Page B

we’d both had guys trying to grope our packages.
    When we went back to our seats, the waiter appeared again, batting his eyes at Seth.
    I said I’d buy the next round of drinks, but Seth just smiled and said he’d already taken care of it.
    That annoyed me a little. I was used to paying my own way, but I decided that Seth was just trying to be nice. I’d survive.
    He threw back two shots quickly while I nursed a second beer. He was well on his way to being drunk, but it made him more self-assured.
    “I want to kiss those sexy lips,” he whispered.
    “I’m right here,” I challenged.
    He leaned forward and kissed me lightly. I lifted one hand to the back of his head and held him in place while I pressed my tongue into his mouth, tasting the whiskey.
    Seth was a good kisser: not too sloppy or too hurried. I felt my dick harden and soon he was stroking it over my pants while I rubbed the heel of my hand against his crotch.
    “Let’s get out of here,” he whispered against my neck. “Can we go to your place? I’d like to see where you live.”
    I leaned back and grinned at him.
    “You’re worried Michael will be jealous if I go to yours again.”
    “True. I did promise him a movie and popcorn night. He doesn’t like being stood up.”
    “Sure you don’t need to get back and feed him or something?”
    He smiled happily. “No, I did that before I came out. He’ll be fine.”
    “Why do you have a pet rabbit?”
    He shrugged. “I work long hours, but I hate coming home to an empty flat. I’d love a dog, but I don’t have the time for one. I went to the pet shop to get a cat, but then I saw Michael, and it was love at first sight.”
    I raised an eyebrow. “Is it mutual?”
    “No, he’s a complete trouser-whore. Any man who comes near the place and he’s all, ‘Look at my cute twitching nose! Look at my beautiful fur! Get a load of these ears, dude! You know what they say about long ears’.”
    I choked on a laugh.
    “I never knew I should check out a guy’s ears, but yours are pretty hot.”
    Seth twisted his head left and right. “Many men would agree with you.”
    “Is that a lot of men?”
    “Maybe. Are you jealous?”
    “Maybe. Should I be?”
    “Sadly, no. I don’t get out much.”
    “Why’s that?”
    He shrugged, his smile fading. “Long hours, competitive workplace. Women are always going on about equality in a male-dominated world like merchant banking, but it’s even worse when you’re gay.”
    “So why do it?”
    “I like the work alright, and it pays disgustingly well. A few more years and maybe I’ll do something completely different. But right now I’m paying off my heart-attack of a mortgage.”
    “What would you like to do?”
    His eyes darkened and a slow smile stretched across his face.
    “I’d like to do you.”
    “I’m topping tonight.”
    He licked his lips. “My arse is yours.”
    “Yes, it is.”
    He groaned.
    “How far away is your place?”
    “Twenty minutes by Tube. Ten by taxi.”
    He pulled out his cell phone. “I’m calling a cab.”
    “It would be quicker to find one outside.”
    “I love the way you think.”
    “I think you love the way I fuck.”
    He laughed. “You don’t even remember last night!”
    I raised my eyebrows. “It’s been coming back to me.”
    “Really?”
    “Yeah.”
    He swallowed, then leaned forward to kiss me again.
    “If you do that, we’ll be walking hard-ons while we look for a taxi.”
    “I’d say you’re a tease,” he mumbled against my lips, “but you’re right.”
    We left the club, enjoying the cooler air on our skin, rich with the tang of city life: colognes, car fumes, spicy food and restaurants.
    It didn’t take long to find a black cab, one of the famous London landmarks. Those guys are amazing. Give them any street in any borough, no matter how obscure, and they’ll drive right there, using shortcuts.
    Seth climbed drunkenly into the cab while I gave the driver my address, and with a quick nod,