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  Skyler had been shocked before, but now his face showed worry as one of his fingers twirled a curl around it and he chewed on his bottom lip. Aiden placed his hand on Skyler’s chin once more and pushed down with his thumb until Skyler let his tortured bottom lip go. He looked lost, and Aiden wanted to either ravage him or protect him. He went with protect mode, bending over to make sure to press his lips against Skyler’s ear. The small shudder that went through Skyler had Aiden unconsciously pulling him closer. Damn, he was fucking tempting.

  “It’s okay, just move with me,” Aiden said.

  Aiden began to move his hips side to side, ignoring the fast beat and making up one of his own until Skyler was moving along with him. Aiden pressed their bodies closer, feeling the heat from Skyler’s smaller body as he moved them to the beat, finally catching on to the fast rhythm. Aiden pulled his face back and looked at a dazed Skyler, and shit, it was really hard not to kiss him at that moment. Dark eyes went to his, but instead Aiden backed up, twirled Skyler around, and grabbed his other hand, making it cross over his midsection just as his firm ass settled against Aiden.

  Aiden held back the groan that threatened to come out from the feeling. Instead, he pressed a kiss to the pale bare skin that had a light sheen of sweat. He had the urge to swipe his tongue; he’d never been tested so much. Usually, he would already be moving things along and they would be at his apartment with Skyler writhing under him. The thought had him blowing breath against the dampened skin, making Skyler shiver.

  He didn’t know Skyler, but he didn’t get that was how Skyler rolled. He’d ask once they finished dancing, but for now Aiden was surprisingly happy with teasing Skyler and dancing with him. It didn’t go past his notice that Skyler was hard—after all, the jeans were practically painted on his skin, and the rips in them showed off his pale skin.

  They danced for three more songs before Aiden was remotely satisfied, and truly he wanted more. Skyler had come out of his shell and started to dance freely with Aiden. It had been a moment Aiden would have never paid attention to before, but he could tell by the way Skyler was slowing down and the constant way he licked his lips that a stop for water was needed. Aiden started to move them from the dance floor, Skyler easily clinging to him as they moved to pass all the writhing bodies. Aiden glanced at his watch, seeing it was nearly two in the morning and the last call was already ringing. The club would stay open another hour before everyone would slowly leave and go find an after-party.

  Aiden routed them toward the bar. Sure, he could have left Skyler at the table with his friends, but he found that he didn’t want to let him go just yet. He leaned over and caught Lori’s eye, motioning for her to come over.

  “Can I get a water?” Aiden asked.

  Lori nodded, turning around for the cooler and grabbing a water before passing it over to Aiden.

  “Thanks, Lori,” Aiden said.

  She smiled at him before turning back and cleaning up the bar. Lori was dating his cousin on his mother’s side. She’d been around for over a year, and Aiden liked her better than any other girlfriend his cousin had brought to family events.

  He opened the water bottle and handed it over to Skyler. Skyler thanked him before sipping down half the bottle, his throat working as he guzzled down the cold liquid.

  Aiden leaned over and whispered against Skyler’s ear. “Slow down before you choke.” He ended it with a soft press of his lips against Skyler’s ear.

  It had Skyler choking on the water. Aiden quickly grabbed the bottle, and flirtation turned into worry. Skyler’s face was beet red, and he kept his eyes closed as he coughed.

  “Calm down, breathe in a little slower,” Aiden instructed.

  Skyler followed the instructions, the coughing under control, but still his face was bright red.

  “Are you okay?” Aiden asked.

  Skyler still wasn’t looking at him, but he nodded. Aiden grabbed Skyler’s hands once more and moved them back toward the tables on the other side of the club. Only Ryan sat at the table, and he smiled at them as they made their way over.

  “Had fun?” Ryan asked.

  Aiden smirked at Ryan, knowing he knew very well of his charm. Travis came back and reached for Ryan. “We’re heading home before everyone else. It’s a shit show trying to get a car out of this parking lot.”

  Aiden nodded to them both. Ryan moved over to Skyler and hugged him and whispered something that Aiden wished he’d heard before he was gone. Aiden pulled out a chair, and Skyler took it, his hand instantly going to his hair as Aiden took the seat next to him.

  “Would you like to get out of here?” Aiden asked.

  Skyler’s body tensed and his eyes darted around, and Aiden knew right away it was a bad move.

  “Where is your friend?” Aiden said, changing the subject.

  Skyler looked to the dance floor. “Knowing Zoey, out there in the middle of a bunch of hot bodies.” Skyler seemed to ease with the change of subject. “You can go if you want. I’m fine by myself.”

  Aiden watched for every cue that came from Skyler. Although he’d tensed up when Aiden mentioned going to his place, he seemed reluctant for Aiden to go. He did have work, the next day, and the day had been long, yet he felt strangely refreshed sitting with Skyler. He let a genuine smile cross his face, nothing like the one he had worn most of the night. He slowly reached over the table, making sure to give Skyler plenty of time to pull back. He cupped Skyler’s smaller hands, smooth to the touch.

  “I don’t doubt that, but if it’s okay with you, I’d like to stay with you,” Aiden said.

  Skyler nodded, his mouth slightly opened as if in awe of Aiden. It was so cute that Aiden didn’t even think to tell him to close his mouth.

  “You’re going to make a puddle on the table,” Zoey shouted, breaking their connection.

  Skyler pulled his hands back instantly, and Aiden’s felt strangely empty. He shook his head of the feeling. He needed sleep more than he originally thought.

  “Was not,” Skyler argued back.

  Zoey smirked before she looked at Aiden, her smile not as bright. She eyed him, and he respected that she was protective of her friend, but Skyler had already turned him down for the night.

  “Can I walk you two out?” Aiden offered.

  Zoey looked to Skyler before she nodded. “Let me just go to the bar and close out my tab.” And she was off toward the bar. Most of the patrons had already closed their tabs, so she wouldn’t compete for anyone’s attention.

  Aiden turned his focus back on Skyler and reached down to pull Skyler up. The way Skyler looked away had Aiden wishing they were in better lighting; he wanted to see the full force of Skyler’s blush. Even more he wanted to see if the blush covered a lot more than his neck and head. He lightly tugged and Skyler lost his footing and fell into Aiden’s arms.

  “Careful,” Aiden said.

  “Um, thank you,” Skyler stumbled out. Aiden could feel Skyler's heartheart flutter, pressed against his chest. His eyes traveled to the plump lips that called for him to worship.

  “Can I kiss you?” Aiden asked

  Skyler sucked in a breath, and Aiden was already moving his face closer, just a breath away, waiting for a response. All he needed was the okay and those sweet-looking lips would be his.

  “Yes, please,” Skyler said. It was barely over a whisper, and with all the noise in the background, it was a wonder Aiden had heard it, but he did and fuck was he happy. He pressed his lips against Skyler’s; they were even softer than he’d imagined. A soft gasp from Skyler had Aiden deepening the kiss. It was slow and sensual, and he ran his tongue wherever he could. He ate every moan and gasp that tried to escape Skyler. He had meant to keep the kiss short, just a peck, but now that he’d had a taste, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to stop. Skyler’s hands clung to him as if he were the only thing holding him up. There was no bumping music, no one else—it was just them, and it felt good. No, better than good—fantastic. Aiden wrapped his arm around Skyler and
pulled him closer. The answering bulge pressed against his own had him groaning and wishing more than anything they were at his place. He started to pull back before he did more.

  Their lips parted and Aiden opened his eyes to look down at Skyler. His eyes were still closed and his lips wet from their kiss. Aiden was tempted to kiss him again, but in his peripheral, he saw Zoey was moving back toward them. He moved his hand up until his fingers were tangled in Skyler’s hair. Dark-colored eyes stared at him, and Aiden leaned back down as if to kiss Skyler again but only lightly grazed their lips together, a tease of what just happened, until his lips were next to Skyler’s ear. “Hand me your phone,” Aiden said.

  He pulled back and it took Skyler a few seconds of just staring before he was reaching into his tight jeans and pulling out a phone. Aiden smiled at him and made sure their fingers touched. He typed in his number and handed it back to Skyler.

  “Maybe we can finish this when you’re ready,” Aiden said.

  Zoey made it to them just then, and Skyler was quick to stuff his phone back into his pocket. Aiden smiled at Zoey as if he wasn’t thinking about taking Skyler’s lips again.

  “Why are you so red?” Zoey said.

  Skyler covered his face, and Aiden lost the battle with holding back his laughter. Zoey looked between them, and the way her eyes got wider, Aiden felt a little bad for Skyler he wasn’t going to end his night passing out; instead, Zoey would probably keep him up talking.

  “Come on, you two,” Aiden said, grabbing Skyler’s hand to start leading him outside, effectively saving Skyler any more embarrassment. Zoey seemed like the friend that would start the questioning anywhere regardless of privacy.

  They moved past a few bodies and outside to the cool crisp air. It was winter in Nashville, and although they lived in the south , there was still a chill in the air.

  Aiden was happy for his suit jacket until he looked at Skyler and the lack of clothing on him. Aiden took off his blazer and draped it over Skyler’s shoulders. The look of gratitude from Skyler made him want to do more for him. The tentative smile and the shy gaze—damn, Skyler hit every box possible.

  “I’m glad you two are having fun making googly eyes at each other, but now that we are out of the club, I’m freezing my tits off,” Zoey said.

  Aiden blinked a few times and pulled back from the alluring hold Skyler had on him. He didn’t make googly eyes at anyone; he lusted and he got what he wanted, but he wasn’t one to gush over someone. So why did he get the feeling that’s exactly what he was doing with Aiden?

  “Oh,” Zoey said.

  Skyler had apparently pinched her. He turned back to Aiden, and damn his brown eyes were just begging for attention. Did Skyler know he was giving please-fuck-me vibes? It was messing with Aiden on a whole other level.

  “Sorry about that. Her filter is broken,” Skyler said.

  Aiden smiled. “That’s okay. It’s good to have people like that around.”

  They were once again locked in each other’s gazes.

  “Oh my god, you two can’t be serious?” Zoey whined.

  Aiden shook himself. She was right: he already knew he wasn’t getting Skyler into his bed tonight. He laughed and even to his own ears, it was awkward. Skyler seemed to notice and took a small step back.

  “You two travel by car?” Aiden asked.

  Skyler shook his head. “No, dorms are only about a block and a half away.”

  Aiden nodded,. “Need a ride?”

  Zoey looked ready to say yes, but Skyler moved toward her. “No, we can walk, the university isn't to far.. Cold air will help Zoey clear her head.”

  Aiden knew it was an excuse, but he wasn’t about to push, especially when he didn’t know what he was doing. He should have been long gone after it was clear he wasn’t getting lucky. He should be home with some nameless man underneath him. Instead, he was awkwardly standing outside stalling. Aiden Scott didn’t stall. He shook himself of the strangeness of the situation.

  Skyler’s arm around Zoey, they started to walk. “It was nice meeting you, Aiden,” Zoey said.

  Skyler looked at him one more time, and Aiden swore time stopped for that second. But just as quickly as it had come, it was over. Aiden was left there, watching them walk away like a creeper.

  “Come on, Aiden,” he said to himself as he turned and moved toward his parked car.

  The drive back to his apartment was done in a daze. He made it, but if asked how, he wouldn’t have an answer. His mind was occupied by soft dark hair, pillowy lips, pale skin, and a slender build. Skyler had fit so good against him. Aiden sighed. It was unlike him to lust after someone so hard—it was lust; after all, they had only just met, and yet Aiden felt lust was the wrong word. He glanced at his phone, hoping there was a message from Skyler, but there wasn’t, and he had to ignore the disappointment that swelled in his chest. Instead, he focused on the time. It was three and he was supposed to be at the studio for paperwork around nine. He didn’t regret going out, but he was going to be an ass tomorrow. Hopefully, they splurged and got the good coffee this time. He shot a text to his agent informing him of the possible bitchy attitude and tossed his phone to the side. If it stayed near him, he wouldn’t sleep. He grabed his phone once more. He already checked it again after sending a message. Why the hell hadn’t he gotten Skyler’s number? More importantly, why did Aiden give his number?

  Easy—he was hoping to get Skyler in his bed. He ignored the wrongness of it. Yes he wanted Skyler, but he couldn’t help feeling there was more to it. He shook his head. He wasn’t about to analyze himself. He was a creature of habit, and it would be just like any other time. On to the next.

  “All right, spill the damn beans already,” Zoey said.

  They hadn’t even made it to his room. “I’m not spilling anything,” Skyler said.

  Zoey crossed her arms, sticking her lip out for the effective pout. Skyler shook his head at her as he pulled out his single key and opened the door. He walked in and was about to turn away and say good night to Zoey, but before he could she was barging in.

  “Yes, do come in,” Skyler said.

  Zoey laughed. “Come on, Skyler, you two were practically undressing each other. Give me something. I might perish without it.”

  “You’re dramatic. You should really become an actress,” Skyler said.

  Zoey was a biology major and a freaking genius. It was safe to say if not for Zoey’s help, Skyler would have failed college algebra. Who needed algebra in the film industry? He didn’t know, but it was a requirement.

  “I don’t kiss and tell,” Skyler said.

  Zoey squealed and Skyler covered his ears, glad that Rodger was gone. Considering how late it was, he doubted he would be coming back anytime soon.

  “Don’t you have a test or something to get ready for?” Skyler asked, trying to switch subjects.

  Zoey shrugged his question off. “Yeah, but it’s a group exam and it’s not till eleven. Two espressos and I’ll be fine, but I won’t be able to function if you don’t tell me more about this kiss that you ‘didn’t have.’” She air quoted the last part, and Skyler was regretting the slipup, but if he was honest with himself, he wanted to tell Zoey—shit, he wanted to scream it at the top of his lungs for the world to hear. He’d kissed Brad Knight aka Aiden Scott, both names equally as famous.

  “So was the Aiden guy a porn actor as well?” Zoey asked.

  Skyler nodded, and the devilish look that came over Zoey’s face spelled trouble along—with lack of sleep for Skyler.

  “Yes, he’s Brad Knight,” Skyler said. He thought about not telling her all of a split second, but knowing Zoey, she’d pester him until he did.

  Zoey had her phone out in seconds and was typing away as if her life depended on it.

  “Since you have the handy internet, is it okay if I shower now?” Skyler asked, already moving toward his closet to grab his things. He glanced back at Zoey; she was sitting on his bed, and already the first moans coming from he
r phone told Skyler what he needed to know. She’d found one of Aiden’s videos and was watching it. He loved his best friend, but there was no way in hell he was watching or listening to porn with her, especially when it was Aiden’s voice that commanded the other actor to spread his ass. It sent a shiver down his spine, and he walked briskly to the shower before he got his second hard-on in front of Zoey

  He needed a cold one fast. His body felt overheated, and after feeling Aiden against him, Skyler wasn’t so sure his porn videos had been all that fake. Skyler relived the kiss, and damn, the cold shower wasn’t going to be enough. Aiden was more than his imagination could have ever come up with. He entered the shower room. There was no running water and not a peep from anyone. It was the middle of the week and super late, so it was safe to say Skyler had the showers to himself. He dashed over to the farthest stall and quickly peeled his clothes off. He turned on the water. It would help drown out any noise he might make. He’d heard rumors of sex or masturbating in the dorm showers, though Skyler had never done it. He preferred complete privacy, and even that was hard in his shared room. He’d always had to wait for Rodger to leave or stay at his girlfriend’s. Now he was about to be one of those people who jerked off in the communal showers because his best friend was in his room watching a porn video of the man Skyler not only had wet dreams about but actually got to kiss and dance with. And holy shit, he’d actually danced with someone. Yeah, needless to say, he earned a pass.

  Skyler walked back into the room, and Zoey was already changed, her hair pinned up and purple PJs on.

  “Took you long enough,” Zoey said. She looked up at him, and it was as if she already knew what he’d been up to. Skyler turned to put his things away, avoiding her all-too-knowing gaze. Shit, how did she do it? The woman was good.

  “So your man Aiden got some moves, and if I do say so myself, he isn’t exactly lacking, if you know what I mean,” Zoey said.