grateful for the cover of the table.
“I’m Finn by the way.” He held out his hand.
In slow motion he shook his hand as their gazes locked and heat leapt between them. Damn he didn’t want to wait to get to know him. Couldn’t he just take him somewhere to fuck? Sometimes the stupid rules of society and good manners needed to go fuck themselves.
“Jeff.”
“Nice to meet you Jeff, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you here before.”
“My first time.”
“Is it now? I do like the sound of that.” The wicked dimple popped into his cheek again.
“Great set by the way.”
“Thanks. I really like coming here. The crowd is very appreciative.” Finn took another sip of his water.
“You look good up there. A natural.” Their gazes met, unblinking. This close Finn’s green eyes practically glowed with mischief.
“Thanks. I got distracted when you came in though. Marine, right?”
Jeff’s stomach clenched. “That obvious, huh?”
“It takes one.” He pushed up his sleeve revealing a small eagle, globe and anchor tattoo on his forearm. “First marine division out of Pendleton.”
He reached for Finn’s hair, tugging on the ends that brushed his shoulder. “Take it that’s over.”
“Yeah, for a few years now.”
Reluctantly he withdrew his hand, sliding his fingertips through the silky strands.
“You know, I think my work is done here. I see someone I need to talk to so I’ll leave you two to…whatever.”
Jeff jerked his gaze across the booth to Will in time to see the wink he exchanged with Finn. No subtlety here but who the hell needed it. If things continued the way they were going he’d owe Will more than a drink later.
“Sorry Will isn’t exactly discreet when he decides to set people up.”
“Does he do that often to you?”
Finn shook his head. “Yes on the often part, not so much on the me part. But I’ve known him for years now and he knows my weaknesses well,” he admitted.
Jeff regarded him for a minute. It’d be easy to make assumptions based on the innuendo but he’d rather be frank.
“Still have a soft spot for a military man?”
Finn shot him a sly grin. “And then some.”
Jeff leaned forward, brushing his hip and thigh against Finn. More heat flared between them and he glimpsed an impressive bulge in the singer’s jeans. Damn he wanted a piece of that.
“We should go somewhere more private to discuss it.”
Finn’s breath caught. “I’ve got another set before I can leave.”
“No worries, I’ve got all night.”
“Speaking of… I better get to it...” Finn hesitated.
Sensing his need for more, Jeff wrapped his hand around the back of Finn’s neck and drew him close. With their lips only inches apart, he caught the subtle flare of Finn’s nose as he held his breath. The muscles in his neck clenched under Jeff’s hand when he pulled him closer yet until their lips brushed against one another. Public displays of affection weren’t his normal style but damn something about Finn had him craving all kinds of things normally left unsaid.
He pushed his tongue between slightly parted lips and found Finn pulling him in.
Wet heat beckoned, encouraging him to explore, soft lips, a firm tongue… Kissing him sent a direct line of sensation to his cock. Fuck, at this rate he’d be coming in his pants like an untried virgin. What the hell had gotten into him or better yet why did Finn make him so hungry?
In an instant the low burn of arousal leapt to a full alarm fire and the urge for more nearly overwhelmed him. He tore his mouth from Finn and pushed him away.
“You’d better go before I don’t let you.”
Finn smirked. “Talk about making it hard to walk away.” Emerald eyes bored into him for several long seconds before he edged from the booth and walked to the stage.
Grasping the edge of the table, he willed his damn dick to ease up and his heart to quit racing. Finn had him so hard he ached and he’d have to wait for any
“I’m Finn by the way.” He held out his hand.
In slow motion he shook his hand as their gazes locked and heat leapt between them. Damn he didn’t want to wait to get to know him. Couldn’t he just take him somewhere to fuck? Sometimes the stupid rules of society and good manners needed to go fuck themselves.
“Jeff.”
“Nice to meet you Jeff, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you here before.”
“My first time.”
“Is it now? I do like the sound of that.” The wicked dimple popped into his cheek again.
“Great set by the way.”
“Thanks. I really like coming here. The crowd is very appreciative.” Finn took another sip of his water.
“You look good up there. A natural.” Their gazes met, unblinking. This close Finn’s green eyes practically glowed with mischief.
“Thanks. I got distracted when you came in though. Marine, right?”
Jeff’s stomach clenched. “That obvious, huh?”
“It takes one.” He pushed up his sleeve revealing a small eagle, globe and anchor tattoo on his forearm. “First marine division out of Pendleton.”
He reached for Finn’s hair, tugging on the ends that brushed his shoulder. “Take it that’s over.”
“Yeah, for a few years now.”
Reluctantly he withdrew his hand, sliding his fingertips through the silky strands.
“You know, I think my work is done here. I see someone I need to talk to so I’ll leave you two to…whatever.”
Jeff jerked his gaze across the booth to Will in time to see the wink he exchanged with Finn. No subtlety here but who the hell needed it. If things continued the way they were going he’d owe Will more than a drink later.
“Sorry Will isn’t exactly discreet when he decides to set people up.”
“Does he do that often to you?”
Finn shook his head. “Yes on the often part, not so much on the me part. But I’ve known him for years now and he knows my weaknesses well,” he admitted.
Jeff regarded him for a minute. It’d be easy to make assumptions based on the innuendo but he’d rather be frank.
“Still have a soft spot for a military man?”
Finn shot him a sly grin. “And then some.”
Jeff leaned forward, brushing his hip and thigh against Finn. More heat flared between them and he glimpsed an impressive bulge in the singer’s jeans. Damn he wanted a piece of that.
“We should go somewhere more private to discuss it.”
Finn’s breath caught. “I’ve got another set before I can leave.”
“No worries, I’ve got all night.”
“Speaking of… I better get to it...” Finn hesitated.
Sensing his need for more, Jeff wrapped his hand around the back of Finn’s neck and drew him close. With their lips only inches apart, he caught the subtle flare of Finn’s nose as he held his breath. The muscles in his neck clenched under Jeff’s hand when he pulled him closer yet until their lips brushed against one another. Public displays of affection weren’t his normal style but damn something about Finn had him craving all kinds of things normally left unsaid.
He pushed his tongue between slightly parted lips and found Finn pulling him in.
Wet heat beckoned, encouraging him to explore, soft lips, a firm tongue… Kissing him sent a direct line of sensation to his cock. Fuck, at this rate he’d be coming in his pants like an untried virgin. What the hell had gotten into him or better yet why did Finn make him so hungry?
In an instant the low burn of arousal leapt to a full alarm fire and the urge for more nearly overwhelmed him. He tore his mouth from Finn and pushed him away.
“You’d better go before I don’t let you.”
Finn smirked. “Talk about making it hard to walk away.” Emerald eyes bored into him for several long seconds before he edged from the booth and walked to the stage.
Grasping the edge of the table, he willed his damn dick to ease up and his heart to quit racing. Finn had him so hard he ached and he’d have to wait for any
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