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sweet it’s almost nauseating. Maybe you should reconsider an alternative career in acting.”
Justin snapped back to reality. “Yeah, well.” A flush warmed his cheeks. “I was pretty good in the drama productions at school, if I say so myself.”
This was the easiest role he’d ever had to play. He hadn’t even been consciously trying. It felt totally natural to touch Sean like that, to look him in the eyes and smile as if nobody else in the room was watching.
He glanced sideways, trying to check Sean’s reaction to what Jess had said, but Sean had his head down, concentrating on his food again. His cheeks looked a little pink too… maybe it was just because it was hot in here.
Once the meal was over, the lights dimmed and the music went up a few notches. People started to drift onto the dance floor.
“Come on,” Jess said to the table at large. “Let’s dance. I need to work off all the chocolate fudge cake I ate. I love this track, but I’m not going up there on my own.”
She managed to rally a bit of support, and as some of the others stood to join her, Sean raised his eyebrows at Justin.
“You wanna?”
Justin raised his eyebrows in return. “Are you sure you’ve drunk enough?”
Sean mock glared. “Ha-ha. I think I’ll manage. It’s nice and crowded, and the lights are low.”
They found a bit of space on the floor and danced as a group, gradually drifting closer to the DJ.
Justin watched Sean as he moved. Sean was way better at this than he thought he was. He had rhythm, and when he stopped being self-conscious and let the music lead him, he looked loose and natural as he swayed to the beat. The music was upbeat and fast, a mix of modern tracks with plenty of seventies disco thrown in. Nobody was dancing as a couple yet, so Justin had no physical contact with him, but he found it hard to look away. He kept catching Sean watching him too, and they’d smile at each other, or laugh at each other’s deliberately cheesy disco moves.
They danced for ages, the group growing and shrinking around them as people came and went. Other colleagues joined them for a while before drifting off to the bar, or for a breather. Justin was getting high on it. He loved dancing, loved moving his body and losing himself in the pure physical pleasure of it. It was like sex—you had to turn off your thinking head and let yourself be carried along on the rush of endorphins as your body took over.
The music changed suddenly as the lights dimmed further. Sliding into a slower, more sensual beat with deep bass tones that vibrated through Justin with the thud of his heart. Without thinking too much about what he was doing, he reached for Sean, who moved towards him willingly. Their bodies slotted together as though they were made for this. Hands found waists and slid around necks, pulling each other close until they were like one, moving to the dirty, sexy rhythm that grabbed Justin like a fist around his cock.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Sean felt as though he was drowning. Swept away on a rising tide of desire, reality and imagination merged, and he struggled to remember this wasn’t real. Justin wasn’t really his… but Justin’s hot breath skimmed Sean’s neck, and Sean slipped further into the fantasy. Justin smelled so good, his scent breaking through the overlay of cologne and hair product. Warm and delicious, Sean couldn’t get enough of him. Having Justin in his arms was intoxicating, devastating. Everything Sean had wanted for years was finally right there for the taking.
It’s only pretend .
Sean pulled away, trying to find air to breathe that wasn’t full of Justin. Maybe then he could clear his senses and convince his libido to stand down. But Justin curled his hand into the hair at the nape of Sean’s neck and kept him there.
“Stay,” Justin said into Sean’s ear, making him shiver. “Andy’s watching us.”
The reminder of why they were doing this should have
Justin snapped back to reality. “Yeah, well.” A flush warmed his cheeks. “I was pretty good in the drama productions at school, if I say so myself.”
This was the easiest role he’d ever had to play. He hadn’t even been consciously trying. It felt totally natural to touch Sean like that, to look him in the eyes and smile as if nobody else in the room was watching.
He glanced sideways, trying to check Sean’s reaction to what Jess had said, but Sean had his head down, concentrating on his food again. His cheeks looked a little pink too… maybe it was just because it was hot in here.
Once the meal was over, the lights dimmed and the music went up a few notches. People started to drift onto the dance floor.
“Come on,” Jess said to the table at large. “Let’s dance. I need to work off all the chocolate fudge cake I ate. I love this track, but I’m not going up there on my own.”
She managed to rally a bit of support, and as some of the others stood to join her, Sean raised his eyebrows at Justin.
“You wanna?”
Justin raised his eyebrows in return. “Are you sure you’ve drunk enough?”
Sean mock glared. “Ha-ha. I think I’ll manage. It’s nice and crowded, and the lights are low.”
They found a bit of space on the floor and danced as a group, gradually drifting closer to the DJ.
Justin watched Sean as he moved. Sean was way better at this than he thought he was. He had rhythm, and when he stopped being self-conscious and let the music lead him, he looked loose and natural as he swayed to the beat. The music was upbeat and fast, a mix of modern tracks with plenty of seventies disco thrown in. Nobody was dancing as a couple yet, so Justin had no physical contact with him, but he found it hard to look away. He kept catching Sean watching him too, and they’d smile at each other, or laugh at each other’s deliberately cheesy disco moves.
They danced for ages, the group growing and shrinking around them as people came and went. Other colleagues joined them for a while before drifting off to the bar, or for a breather. Justin was getting high on it. He loved dancing, loved moving his body and losing himself in the pure physical pleasure of it. It was like sex—you had to turn off your thinking head and let yourself be carried along on the rush of endorphins as your body took over.
The music changed suddenly as the lights dimmed further. Sliding into a slower, more sensual beat with deep bass tones that vibrated through Justin with the thud of his heart. Without thinking too much about what he was doing, he reached for Sean, who moved towards him willingly. Their bodies slotted together as though they were made for this. Hands found waists and slid around necks, pulling each other close until they were like one, moving to the dirty, sexy rhythm that grabbed Justin like a fist around his cock.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Sean felt as though he was drowning. Swept away on a rising tide of desire, reality and imagination merged, and he struggled to remember this wasn’t real. Justin wasn’t really his… but Justin’s hot breath skimmed Sean’s neck, and Sean slipped further into the fantasy. Justin smelled so good, his scent breaking through the overlay of cologne and hair product. Warm and delicious, Sean couldn’t get enough of him. Having Justin in his arms was intoxicating, devastating. Everything Sean had wanted for years was finally right there for the taking.
It’s only pretend .
Sean pulled away, trying to find air to breathe that wasn’t full of Justin. Maybe then he could clear his senses and convince his libido to stand down. But Justin curled his hand into the hair at the nape of Sean’s neck and kept him there.
“Stay,” Justin said into Sean’s ear, making him shiver. “Andy’s watching us.”
The reminder of why they were doing this should have
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