Temptation

Chapter 13

Tyler's face flushed and he put a hand on his cheek trying to hide it. I glanced around the table again. No one seemed to notice what we were doing. Cameron was having a heated debate with the guy sitting next to him about politics.

Tyler had turned back to his food and I took the opportunity to slide my hand to the spot I'd been wanting to touch for the past almost two hours. He froze. I moved my hand in a massaging pattern against him as his breathing quickened.

"Why are you doing this?" he swallowed.

"Just giving you a hard time," I smirked. "Pun intended."

He gulped and looked down toward his lap hidden under the tablecloth. I continued my hand movements and then reached for his zipper. He immediately put his hand on mine to stop me but didn't move my hand. A few seconds later he actually pressed my hand slightly harder against him, slouching in his seat.

"Having a good time?" I giggled.

"Maybe," he smirked.

I leaned against his shoulder. "I'm not giving you a hand job here," I whispered. "You can let go."

He let a heavy breath out. "What if I want you to?"

I cocked an eyebrow. "What?"

"Keep going," he smirked and released his hand from mine.

He grabbed his drink as I unzipped his pants and just as he took a sip, I slipped my hand into his pants. He spit his drink back in the glass and coughed. I wanted to laugh but I kept quiet. Martin gave us a weird look but went back to his conversation with David. Tyler leaned toward me.

"I didn't think you'd actually do it," he whispered.

"You dared," I smirked.

"Stop before I-"

I gave him a gentle tug and he suppressed a moan. His breathing turned into semi-controlled pants as he tried to regain composure. I continued my little party in his pants, gripping a little more firmly.

"I can't handle this here," he moaned quietly in my ear.

"You shouldn't have started it," I giggled.

"I see that now," he huffed.

I removed my hand from his pants and took a drink of my water like nothing happened. He flashed me a confused look. I just shrugged. That was as far as I intended to go with it. It was just for fun. I was done.

"Meet me in the east hallway in five minutes," he whispered.

I raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

"Uh... we need to talk."

He looked around to make sure no one was watching and zipped his pants up, scooting his chair back.

"I'm gonna go talk with my father," he announced to our table and walked away.

I assumed that was code for 'I'm gonna go hide out in the hallway.' Five minutes later I made the excuse I was going to the bathroom and went off to find Tyler. When I exited the ballroom, I found him leaning against the wall outside the doors.

"Fancy meeting you here," he flashed me a smile and pushed his body off the wall, stepping toward me.

"What did you wanna talk about?" I asked, looking around the halls. We were alone.

"Nothing," he smirked, pushing me against the wall.

"Tyler-"

He shut me up with a needy passionate kiss, sliding a hand down my side. I should've pushed him away immediately but it just felt so good. I ran my hands down his chest to his waist and hooked my fingers in his belt loops, tugging him harder against me. He moaned into the kiss. A few seconds later he pulled away panting.