Taste Of Love BoyXBoy

Chapter 7

"Y-yes..." I shivered against him.

Vain pulled my shirt over my head, I did the same to him.

We stripped of our pants and he pulled down my boxers.

He flipped me over so my ass was in the air and my bare chest was against the oak.

His hands roamed my body, touching and caressing me.

A phone started to ring, ruining the moment.

"God damn it." Vain swore under his breath.

He picked up the phone.

"What?" He asked harshly.

I'd be scared for my life if I was on the other end.

"No, you cannot come in. Yeah, I'm in the middle of something. Just leave the papers with my PA... yeah, yeah, thanks. Whatever. Bye." Vain hung up hurriedly and turned his attention back to me.

"I'm going to fuck you on this desk but not today. My colleague decided he needed to host a mandatory meeting with a party afterwards. Join me?"

I nodded and he grabbed my hand.

"Vain, I want to pick out my own clothes."

"Got it. You definitely can't wear your jacket, it needs to be formal." He told me and I nodded.

I was not going to wear a tux or anything like that. Nope, no way.

I stepped out of his office with him on my tail and we got into his car.

Vain dropped me off at my house and pushed to walk me inside.

"No, Vain, I don't want them to see you. Then you'd become a target and I don't want to hurt anyone."

"You wouldn't hurt me, Finley."

My mouth was dry.

"But I might..." My voice was small.

His hand, rolled into a fist, banged onto the console.

I jumped and my eyes widened.

"Finley, you will not hurt me." He growled.

I whimpered.

"Y-yes, sir." He went rigid when I said that.

He licked his lips but unlocked the car when we pulled up in front of my house.

"Eh, thanks." I muttered.

His eyes twinkled. Vain reached over and pulled me by the back of my head, planting his lips atop mine.

I kissed him back and after a few seconds, he pulled me into his lap.

His tongue swept across my bottom lip, asking for entrance which I eagerly granted.

Our tongue's fought for dominance for a while but I was beaten. A knock on Vain's window caused us to pull away but he was nipping at my neck.

Once I looked out the window I jumped from Vain's lap.

John stood outside the car, his face showing nothing but anger.

I made a move to get out of Vain stopped me.

"It's okay. I have put up with him my whole life. I'll see you in about two hours?"

He nodded and pecked my lips.

"Just don't let him touch you, you're mine and only mine." Vain's voice was deep.

"Got it." I flicked his nose and grinned.

I hopped out of the car and waved as Vain drove away.

John came over to me, still angry.

"Who the fuck was that?" He growled.

"Uh, he was some guy that drove me home." I shrugged.

"He's been here before, though."

"Yeah?"

"Tell him to fuck off, I don't like the look of him."

"That's not your decision! I don't fucking care what you think!"

"Oh, God! It's so fucking sexy when you're angry!" He groaned and gripped my arm. I swatted his hand away and his eyebrows furrowed.

"Stop John. You're my brother. You shouldn't do those things to me."

"But you want me to, and I want to." He giggled drunkenly.

"No! No I don't! Can fucking be sober some time?" I tried explaining but he was off in his own land.

I ignored him and walked downstairs.

Going through my dresser and all my clothes, I picked out a light blue dress shirt and black skinnies. Plus my Vans and maybe a bow tie?

Vain would like that.

I lay the clothes on my bed and walk into the bathroom.

Turning on the hot water, I strip and get in.

After a quick shower, I blow dried my hair and put on my clothes. The navy bow tie was a nice touch to my outfit.

I sit around until Vain texted me, telling me he's waiting outside.

My cheeks heated when I got the text.

I grabbed my wallet and phone then left the basement, walking quietly upstairs hoping no one would notice.

Luckily, no one did and I hugged Vain when I saw him.

He chuckled and grabbed my hand.

"Let's go party!" He smiled.