This was stupid. He was stupid. Kit paced alongside his car like an idiot. Did he really expect Seth to throw caution to the wind for… what? A maybe relationship? He still couldn’t believe how bold he’d been throwing himself at Seth. All night he’d tried ignoring Seth dancing on his plinth, but that was asking for way more control than he had. Then all those men crowded around Seth on the dance floor, touching him, pressing up against his gorgeous body, and Kit had seen red. A wave of possessiveness he shouldn’t have felt toward the man washed over him, and next thing he knew, he was dragging Seth off the dance floor.

If that hadn’t been bad enough, Seth had to go and get all porny on him, water dripping down his hard muscles. Kit wanted to lick him like he was an ice cream cone. And that kiss? Just the thought of it had Kit groaning. The taste of Seth made him crave more, and if it hadn’t been for the door slamming somewhere in the distance, God only knew what Kit would have done. Most likely drop to his knees and shove his face in Seth’s crotch before begging to suck him.

“What is wrong with me?” It was like he’d never gotten laid in his life.

Except this wasn’t just getting laid. If getting laid was all it was, Kit wouldn’t be standing in the middle of the parking lot about to lose his shit as he waited. What if Seth didn’t show up? Worse, what if he did, and told Kit he couldn’t take the risk? Seth had every right to turn him down.

“Kit?”

Kit had been so lost in thought he hadn’t seen or heard anyone approach. He let out a squeak and jumped several feet in the air before spinning and throwing his hands up, ready to claw someone’s eyes out.

“Easy there, Kitten,” Seth said, his low rumble of a chuckle spreading warmth through Kit.

“Sorry, I kinda spaced out there for a second.” Kit felt his face burning. “I was worried you wouldn’t show up.”

Seth shoved his hands into his jean pockets, his gaze dropping to his sneakers. “I considered it. I love my job. I won’t risk it for a fling.”

Kit swallowed hard and nodded. “I understand.”

“But that’s not what this is, is it?”

Kit’s head shot up, and he was lost in those whiskey-colored eyes. He shook his head fervently. “No,” he croaked. “I know it isn’t. I don’t know what will happen, but I know I don’t want you just for one night.” How could he? Just standing in front of Seth had his heart pounding in his ears, butterflies fluttering wildly in his stomach, and his cock straining against his pants. One night wouldn’t be enough.

“Okay.” A gorgeous smile lit up Seth’s handsome face, and Kit all but melted into a puddle of goo. “Let’s go.”

“Go?” Kit blinked at him stupidly.

“Yes, to your place,” Seth said, his eyes alight with amusement. “Unless you want to give everyone a show right here in the parking lot.”

And have everyone seeing Seth’s mouthwatering naked ass? Kit let out a low growl, and Seth laughed.

“You’re so stinking cute.” He kissed Kit, a quick peck, but enough to have Kit moaning. He jolted and met Seth’s gaze, his expression deadpan.

“Get in the car, Seth.”

With a hearty laugh that went straight to Kit’s dick, Seth went around to the passenger side of his blue Toyota Camry while Kit quickly climbed behind the wheel. Thankfully, they didn’t have too far to go since he was just a twenty-minute drive from the club. He made it in twelve. At three-thirty in the morning traffic was wonderfully non-existent.

After pulling into his driveway, he broke speed records turning off the car then hopping out. As soon as he heard Seth’s car door close, he set his car alarm, hurried up to the front door, unlocked it, and darted inside. Seth had just closed the door behind him when Kit launched himself at the man. It was like being consumed by an ardent wildfire, and the only way to survive it was to taste and feel Seth.

Locking the front door, Kit let out a happy little moan when Seth lifted him into his arms. Fuck, the man was strong, his thick arms wrapped around Kit, holding him against his body. Kit shivered, and he removed his lips from Seth’s long enough to speak through a panting breath.

“Bedroom. Down the hall.” He went back to kissing Seth with a raw, savage need he’d never felt before, his fingers sliding into Seth’s hair and grabbing fistfuls of it. He rutted against Seth, his cock painfully hard as Seth walked them carefully but quickly down the hall toward Kit’s bedroom. The moans and groans Seth let out were only adding fuel to the fire inside Kit. Jesus, it was like he’d been deprived of sex or something.

Inside the bedroom, Kit let out a growl when Seth detached Kit from his person to put him down, making Seth chuckle.

“Kitten, I want you naked, and I need both hands to make that happen.”

“No, you don’t.” Kit was out of his clothes before Seth could blink. “When you perform you need to be able to go through a wardrobe change in seconds. Now it’s your turn.”

Seth laughed, but that quickly turned into a moan when Kit started stroking himself. He swiftly undressed, and Kit sat back on his heels on the bed, biting his bottom lip between his teeth as he raked his gaze over every inch of Seth’s beautifully sculpted body. His eyes locked on the heavy, thick cock jutting up against his stomach, and then he realized Seth was clean-shaven down there.

“Oh my God.” A little bit of drool escaped Kit’s mouth, and he quickly wiped it away. Smooth. He crooked his finger at Seth. “I want you and that monster cock over here wrecking me.”