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Was
he insane?
Bill
dipped his head down and purposely glared at the man, silently asking what he
had just thought. When Angelo just grinned and shoved his hands aside, Bill
knew he was right in his assessment. He didn’t know this man. There was no way
he was letting Angelo anywhere near his dick, DEA agent or not.
Angelo rolled his eyes and continued trying to get Bill’s pants undone. Bill
tried to fight him, keeping his hands tucked carefully around his cock. He
didn’t care how hard this little wrestling match was making him.
Bill
froze when he heard the bathroom door open. It gave Angelo the chance to get
his pants open and pull out his dick. Bill stiffened and glanced down, opening
his mouth to snap at Angelo when two things happened at once.
A
head appeared over the top of the bathroom stall and Angelo engulfed Bill’s
straining erection down to the root. All Bill could do was groan as his
cock
was suddenly surrounded by soft, smooth wetness. Then Angelo swallowed around
him, causing Bill to groan even louder.
The
man hanging over the bathroom stall chuckled. “He looks like he has lips that
could suck the chrome off a trailer hitch, Billy.”
Bill
recognized the voyeuristic male as one of the assholes from his table. That
wasn’t good. It meant he couldn’t get out of having his dick sucked until the
man left, and with the way that Angelo was moving his mouth, Bill didn’t think
he would last that long.
Angelo’s mouth was like magic. The wet slurping sounds of Angelo’s lips
sliding up and down his erection, sucking hard, made Bill’s cock hard as
steel. He pumped his hips toward Angelo’s swollen lips, unable to help
himself.
From
the little glint of anger he could see in Angelo’s eyes, Bill was going to get
punched in the face the second they were alone. The little man was a fucking
wet dream come true as far as sucking cock.
It
just might be worth the abuse.
Angelo was lapping at Bill’s cock as though it was an especially tasty treat.
He
swirled his tongue around the entire shaft before pressing the tip into the
slit of the flared head. Bill groaned and
pushed his cock to the back of Angelo’s throat, waiting for the man’s
reflexive swallow to squeeze the sensitive tip before retreating and pushing
into his hot mouth again.
Who
the hell knew a random blow job by an undercover agent could set his damn
blood to racing? Bill had to curb the urge to grab Angelo’s head and fuck the
man’s mouth to completion.
He
was pretty sure the agent would do more than punch him if Bill tried.
Angelo
knelt in front of Bill, gripping his hips like an anchor. His eyes were lit
up, going from angry to sensuous one second to the next. They smoldered with
lust, which surprised the shit out of Bill considering the situation.
Still,
the sight of Angelo’s desire as he sucked Bill’s cock—as much as the
sensations he was feeling—was enough to push Bill over the edge. Arching his
back, Bill gritted his teeth as waves of ecstasy throbbed through him. He
gripped a handful of Angelo’s hair and came, filling the guy’s mouth with his
release.
“Fuck, man,” Lou said from over the stall. “Can I give him a try? I’d like to
fuck his sweet little ass.”
Before his cock could even finish pulsing, Bill reached over and grabbed Lou
around the throat, tightening his fingers until the man’s face began to turn
red. “Angel is mine,” he bellowed with outrage. “If anyone touches him, they
will have to deal with me. Is that understood?”
Lou’s head bobbed as he tried to loosen Bill’s hand. Bill snarled at the man
and pushed him away, turning his gaze back down to the man that knelt at his
feet. He hoped Lou got the idea and left. He had some serious apologizing to
do.
Bill
stroked his finger over Angelo’s lips. The man had been handsome before but
knowing that Angelo’s lips were swollen because he had just sucked him off
made Angelo downright stunning in Bill’s eyes.
“That was nice, baby.” Bill felt the corner of his mouth curve up when Angelo
glared at him. He just might like this DEA agent after all. He had spirit.
“Thank you.”
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