MILE
The second the words were out his lips, I realized there was no going back from this.
After this, Barcode and I are never going to be the same again.
We're never going to be just Nong and Phi, not in this lifetime at least.
I've felt his hard-on pressed against my stomach... tasted his lips and now that I think about, don't taste like booze at all.
His eyes are dazed as they stare down at me and his face is flushed but none of that is a result of drinking.
He is sober.
Everything he's doing right now... is done while he's in his right senses.
Only drunk with desire and he's just relinquished all his control to me to do with whatever I please.
"Will you kiss me now?" Barcode whispers, watching me dazedly under his lashes and not for the first time, I think how crazy all this is.
We have more than a decade between us.
I am older than him... I should know better that to entertain him.
"Please," he whimpers needily, running his fingers over my shirt buttons, his fingers leaving a storm of heat behind. Drawing my focus away from my thoughts and to him. "Please... daddy."
Fuck!
All my will drops and suddenly, I want to give him anything. The thought takes me by surprise when a few seconds ago, I was fighting this.
"Not here," I whisper, lifting my hand to his nape and squeezing gently. "It's not safe to do anything here, Kitten. Incase you forgot, we are both famous and if anyone found out about us, we would be damned to hell."
"But..."
"Control, remember? You gave me the right to control everything," I say, reading the hesitation in his eyes, clouded with desire but I am not letting him have his way. "I'm doing this for you too. You just started your career, kitten. You don't want to be reckless like Jeff and Bible, do you?"
I expect to see jealousy flash in his eyes at the mention of his crush with another man but all I see is need.
Raw undiluted need, for me?
I don't need to see it in his eyes to know just how much he wants me. His hard-on pressed hard against my stomach... the way his breath comes out choppy and how tense is body is pressed against mine is all the proof I need.
"Okay," he says reluctantly, crossing over to his seat and I realize with surprise that I am hard too. I wait until he's secured the seat belt before pulling out of park. While my car are well tinted for privacy, I don't want to take a chance of someone catching us.
What Barcode and I are doing is dangerous.
It's not illegal or hurting anyone but it could potentially ruin both of our careers.
"Where are we going" Barcode asks from beside me, planting his face against the window when he notices that I'm not driving him home.
"My house" I say.
"Your home? As in your house? Why not the Condo? It's closer."
"Someone could see us walking to my Condo, there is better privacy at my home. Everyone that works for me is under contract to not say anything they see or hear in my house."
"That's so creepy. Are you involved in some sort of illegal activity?"
"No, I just happen to host very important people in my home and need to know I can trust the people that work for me."
"Including the women you bring home?"
"I don't bring women home, Barcode," I say, branching into the expressway. There are fewer cars this late in the evening allowing me to drive at a faster speed.
"Apo said he saw you with someone once, a woman. You're not dating are you?"
The side of my lips lift in a grin, "If I were in fact dating someone, would you put an end to this?"
He hesitates which has me turning around to look at him but only briefly. "I... I...I would stop. I don't want to get between... I, you're not dating, are you?"
"It's a little too late to be worried about that, don't you think?"
"P'Mile, please, I don't want to go in thinking I am ruining someone's relationship. If I was going to ruin a relationship then I would have gotten between Jeff and Bible the second it started."
The car falls into dead silence and I am confused by why his words send an unpleasant shiver down my body. I knew Barcode was in love with Jeff, I went into this knowing that and yet, hearing him say it...
My thoughts snap to the present when I feel a hand on his thigh, moving closer and closer to my evidence of desire.
"I haven't wanted Jeff for a long while," he whispers, breaking into the tense silence. "Sometimes I get a flash of those feelings and they show on my face but I have moved on and don't think of him like that anymore."
"I don't care how you fell about Jeff, Barcode," I say, my voice coming off harsher than I would have liked, taking both of us by surprise which makes him withdraw his hand from my thigh.
Before a few hours ago, neither of us cared about the other beyond the surface level and now, what? I'm jealous?
No, that can't be right.
I am not jealous. All Barcode and I have done is kiss! It's not enough to get me hooked on him.
The rest of the drive is spent in silence and neither of us says a word even as I drive into my compound. All except the security lights are off which only means that everyone has already retired to bed and now that the mood has already been ruined, it's obvious that nothing is going to happen between us.
I let us into the house, trying to figure which room I should take Barcode in when he grabs my hand at the foyer, stopping me in my tracks.
I turn around to face him, raising a single brow at his flushed face.
"I have one rule of my own," he says, meeting my eyes but only briefly.
"Okay, what's that?"
He bites into his lip which only sends heat rushing down south. He steps up to me, closing the distance between us.
"Aah... neither of us gets to talk about exes, people we like or have liked before or even the other guys in our group."
I study his flushed face for a second before nodding in agreement. "Alright..."
We stand in the foyer, staring into each other's eyes, the air heavy with tension.
With heat.
So close, I can read the heat behind his eyes, the want in his body as he leans closer to me.
He wants me.
And even more shocking, I want him.
No, I will not be sending him into another room tonight.
"Kiss me," he whispers but he doesn't need to ask, not when my lips are already pressed against his soft ones.
