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Chris took advantage of Shane’s parted lips and allowed his tongue to slip inside Shane’s mouth. He felt the tension in Shane’s body. But immediately his tongue touched Shane’s a change came over Shane. Shane moaned and melted into the kiss. And what a kiss it was! Whilst Chris’ hands moved down to wrap around Shane’s waist, Shane’s move to Chris’ shoulders, and then move up into his hair, cradling the back of his head to hold him to the kiss.
When the clearing of throat finally penetrated their consciousness, Chris sucked Shane’s bottom lip into his mouth languorously before finally letting go. But his hands still remained loosely on Shane’s hips.
“You okay?” Chris murmured, looking into Shane’s unfocused eyes.
“How can you expect me to be after that?” Shane breathed.
“I was going to ask the same thing?” Dr. Murray chuckled. “You must be Chris.” He said and stuck his hand out for a handshake.
“Yes, Doc,” Chris responded hoarsely, shaking the doctor’s hand. “Is…is he okay?” He asked, turning to look at Shane with worried eyes.
“Chris…” Shane groaned. He wasn’t a kid for fuck’s sake.
“He’s fine.” Dr. Murray said. “Can I see you next week Wednesday?”
Chris nodded. “Sure. What time?”
The doctor shrugged. “Whatever time will be okay for you. Your man booked me for the whole day because he said he didn’t know when you’d be free so…”
“When do you start work?” Chris asked, linking his fingers with Shane’s.
“Eight a. m.”
“I’ll be here at eight.” Chris couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off Shane. “Is that okay with you?” He turned to look at the doctor.
“It’s fine. See you then.” The doctor said and then turned to Shane. “See you tomorrow, Shane.”
“Yeah.” Shane sounded as though he’d swallowed a frog. He cleared his throat. “Yes, see you tomorrow.”
Immediately Shane and Chris got onto the elevator, Chris pulled Shane into a fierce hug. “Fuck, I hate it when you cry.” He growled.
“It’s good to cry sometimes.” Shane chuckled. “And you better stop kissing me in public, whenever you feel like it. It makes people uncomfortable.”
“Once it doesn’t make you uncomfortable, I don’t give a fuck about other people.” Chris husked. “In fact, if that bulge I felt in the doctor’s reception was any indication…”
“Oh, god. Shut up,” Shane said, laughing as they exited the elevator.
“And you look hot as fuck in that Henley shirt,” Chris murmured huskily as they made their way across the wide foyer. “Trying to seduce your therapist?” Shane, in a white long-sleeved Henley shirt, blue jeans, and combat boots, looked so sexy and gorgeous, Chris wasn’t surprised all eyes were on them as they made their way out of the building.
Seriously, it should be criminal for a man to be that sexy, Chris thought, glaring at some of the people who looked at Shane.
Shane looked amused. “I’m not going to dignify that question with an answer.”
“Got something to hide?” Chris taunted, following Shane to his car.
Shane clicked his remote to open his car, but just as he opened his door, Chris pushed him against the door, closing it again. Shane didn’t turn around. He remained still, his body pressed between Chris’ and the car.
“Come to my office with me,” Chris murmured behind Shane’s ear, causing a shiver to flash through Shane. He moaned uncontrollably.
“Chris, you have work to do.” Shane groaned, relieved there was no one in the parking lot at that very moment.
“I can work better and faster if I have you in my sights,” Chris murmured, lightly biting Shane’s ear.
“Oh, god.” Shane moaned, feeling himself getting hard. “My car…” His protests sounded weak even to his own ears.
“I’ll send someone to pick it up and take it home.” Chris husked, rubbing himself against Shane whilst sucking on his lobe.
“Chris, I don’t think this is a good idea.” Shane breathed, turning around to face Chris. Shane realized his mistake immediately when their erections rubbed against each other’s.
“Oh fuck…Chris this is…” Shane saw Chris’ eyes darken with arousal and suddenly, couldn’t think straight. “Come here…” He muttered huskily, gripping Chris’ nape to pull his face towards his. Then they were claiming each other’s lips with a wild hunger, right there in the parking lot.
“Fuck Shane.” Chris breathed harshly when he tore his mouth from Shane’s. “I’m not taking no for an answer. I won’t be able to concentrate if you’re not with me.”
“Really?” Shane chuckled shakily. “Dude, get real.”
“Lock the car, Shane,” Chris muttered and stepped away from Shane.
With a sigh, Shane locked the car and followed Chris to his. “You’re a piece of work, you know that?”
“Well, this ‘piece of work’ wants his boyfriend with him,” Chris said as he tore out of the lot.
Shane looked at Chris for a while and shook his head in amusement. “I like your tie by the way.” He murmured. “I think I wanna tie you up with it.” Those words sounded so sexy and hot coming from Shane, Chris swallowed audibly.
“Really?” Chris sounded hoarse. He turned to give Shane a quick glance. “You really want to tie me up?”
Shane’s eyes looked smoky and wicked as he nodded, making Chris shiver. “Damn straight.”
Chris gave a slight smile and turned back to look ahead. “Then let’s make that happen, my Black Stallion.” Chris’ voice took on that sexy, raspy quality, meant to seduce. And when he heard the moan that tore out of Shane’s throat, he knew he’d accomplished his goal.
In Chris’ plush executive office, he called his assigned chauffeur, who he hardly used, to his office as he scribbled down Shane’s address, car number, and Dr. Murray’s address on a piece of paper. “Max, please pick up this car…” He pointed to the car number on the piece of paper, “From this building’s parking lot six, and drive it to this address.”
“Consider it done Sir.” Max gave a slight nod.
“Thank you, Max.” Chris’ grinned at Shane as Max left to do as he’d been instructed.
“So…I’m here. What do you want me to do?” Shane asked, walking over to the portable framed picture on Chris’ desk, which hadn’t been there the last time he’d been in Chris’ office.
It was a picture of Shane…which he didn’t remember taking. But he did remember the day Chris must have taken it because of what he was wearing. Shane was wearing a sexy black, short-sleeved t-shirt, with a navy blue stand collar, which fit his body like a second skin. He remembered he had on black jeans but that wasn’t showing as Chris had taken a portrait and not a full shot. And he remembered Chris going on and on about how hot he looked, and how Chris had fucked him later in the pool, with him still wearing that top.