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pulled
his face down and placed a kiss on his lips. She didn’t pull back, so Erik
broke the kiss and said, “I’ll talk to you later.”
    He
hurried to his car, wondering what the hell just happened. His house wasn’t far
from Sarah’s, so he would be home before he had time to really think. However,
he didn’t want to think. If anything, he wanted to forget. He wanted to forget
the way his body reacted to Lee. The way the man’s dick felt rubbing against
his. The way his tongue fought for control. The only way he could do that was
to replace Lee’s face with someone else’s. It had been too long since Erik had
been out, and he needed to get laid, or blown at least. He wasn’t a one night
stand kind of guy, but fuck it. Tonight he would be. Knowing Duke was fine at
home, Erik turned his car toward the interstate that led to downtown.
    Primus
didn’t hold a lot of good memories for Erik, but it was the best place to go
for what he was looking for. He paid the cover charge and pushed his way
through the bodies to get to the bar. He ignored the looks and the offers until
he got some liquid courage in his system. The little bit of wine he’d had at
Sarah’s was already absorbed into his bloodstream. The bartender flashed a
smile at Erik. “What’ll it be?” He was hot. His muscles were on display, as was
the rest of his upper body. All of the wait staff dressed like Chippendale’s
dancers… black pants, black bowtie, nothing else.
    “A
double shot of Glenfiddich, neat.” Erik wouldn’t ruin the top shelf scotch with
ice. The bartender had to go to the back to retrieve the expensive whiskey
since most of the patrons at Primus drank the cheap stuff.
    “Here
you go. Do you want to start a tab?”
    Erik
shook his head, “No. I’m not going to be here that long.” At least he hoped
not. He paid for his drink and turned to the crowded dance floor, sipping the
liquor and enjoying the burn as it slid down his throat. The bodies in front of
him moved to the music, teasing, taunting. He loved to dance. Loved the sensual
feeling of someone swaying to the same beat.
    He
felt heat next to his side before he felt warm breath on his ear. A deep voice
asked, “Would you like to dance?”
    Erik
tossed back the rest of his drink and turned to face the voice. The man
standing next to him was his height. He was handsome with dark hair and eyes.
Good, anything but green. Erik didn’t like the young, androgynous look. He
wanted his men to look like men. He didn’t respond, only grabbed the other
man’s hand and led him to the dance floor. Erik had been the dominant one in his
few previous relationships. He was ready to concede control to someone else;
however, this man obviously had no problem with being led around. They stepped
into the ocean of writhing bodies and began moving together.
    One
song ended and another began. Neither man made a move to exit the floor. If
anything they pulled each other closer. His dance partner leaned in so Erik
could hear him say, “I’m Jeremy. What’s your name?”
    Erik
didn’t want a connection. He wasn’t there for more than a one-off. “I’m not
here to talk. I just want to get blown. If you want to get on your knees for
me, let me know. If not, you can find someone else.”
    Jeremy
pulled Erik’s hips tighter to his, rubbing an already hard cock against his
zipper. Erik grabbed Jeremy’s hand, pulling him to the back of the building.
There were plenty of dark alcoves built into the halls for just these moments.
Erik stopped at the first empty one and pushed Jeremy’s head down, his
intentions clear.
    The
other man fell to his knees and made quick work of unzipping Erik’s pants and
pulling out his semi hard dick. He licked around the head and ran his tongue
through the slit, lapping up the pre-come. Erik leaned his head back and closed
his eyes, focusing on the hot mouth that was working him over like a pro. Jeremy
knew his way around and down a cock. He rolled Erik’s