Remove the Empty Spaces by T.A. Chase Page B

less dating anyone.”
    “I get it. The only reason anyone knows who I’m dating is because when I go out to social events, I get written up in the papers.” Adrien looked like he had swallowed something unpleasant. “I hate to say this, but Sidney will be at my mother’s party, and probably some of the other head officers at Bellamy.”
    Wincing, Ion fidgeted with his glass while he thought about all of his bosses knowing he was dating the top guy. “I guess we’ll see how they react then. I’m not going to stop seeing you. If you start getting hassled about it, then I’ll quit and get a job somewhere else. It’s not like there aren’t other jobs out there. I just chose your company because it has one of the best reputations in the business.”
    “I don’t want you to have to quit. We’ll see what we can do.” Adrien reached out to pat his hand. “Let’s not borrow trouble until we have to.”
    Ion wasn’t interested in arguing anymore. They would deal with everything as it came. No point making himself crazy worrying about it.
    “You’re right.”
    They chatted about various things while they ate, then headed to Ion’s place. Adrien had packed an overnight bag, so he wouldn’t have to leave earlier than necessary. They would figure out how to explain showing up at the office at the same time in the morning. He wasn’t going to pass up a chance to spend the night in his lover’s arms just because he didn’t want anyone to get suspicious.
    Ion shut the door behind them, and Adrien shoved him back against the wood. He slid his hands into Adrien’s hair, holding him still as he devoured Adrien’s mouth. Ion wrapped his leg around Adrien’s to bring their groins together.
    “Fuck!” Ion let his head drop back to bounce against it. He arched his hips, loving the feel of their erections rubbing on each other.
    Then the pressure was gone, and he looked down to see Adrien on his knees in front of him. He sucked in his stomach to allow Adrien room to undo his belt, then his button and zipper. Cool air washed over his cock as Adrien pushed his pants down to his knees. He smiled when his lover swallowed his entire length down.
    “God, I love your mouth,” Ion muttered while he began to slide in and out of Adrien, trying not to speed up. He didn’t want to choke him.
    Adrien cupped Ion’s balls in one hand while sliding the other one around his hip to rub over his hole. Ion shuddered at the multiple sensations fighting to overwhelm him. Then when Adrien pressed his finger into Ion, his pleasure grew. Need sprang from every spot where Adrien touched him, then pooled along his nerve endings.
    Ion thrust forward before pushing back, fucking Adrien’s mouth while impaling himself on his lover’s fingers. His entire body tensed as his climax raced through him, and he flooded Adrien’s throat with his cum. Adrien swallowed as much as he could, but a little bit trailed from the corners of his lips.
    Once his orgasm ended, Ion’s knees went weak, allowing him to sink to the floor. He watched Adrien rip open his own pants, then start pumping his cock. Ion summoned the energy to wrap his hand around Adrien’s shaft before joining in on the jerking off.
    Adrien’s head dropped back and he moaned loudly as he came, spilling his seed all over their hands and his pants. He kept the motion up until he was sure Adrien was done. Then he collapsed against the wall, and Adrien curled up in his arms.
    “We should probably clean up, and toss your pants in the washer,” he murmured.
    Adrien caressed Ion’s thigh. “I think these are a lost cause. I’ll just throw them away. It’s not like I don’t have more at home.”
    Ion rolled his eyes at the idea of wasting a perfectly good pair of slacks just because Adrien didn’t want to take the time to wash them. “I think we can rinse them in the sink and get the worst out. Then you can drop them off at the dry cleaners tomorrow.”
    “Fine. Whatever. Do we have to