Exclusive Excerpt from Edge Jump
by Elizabeth Noble
Rylan stretched so he could whisper in Brett’s ear, “I love wearing this plug.”
Slipping one arm around Rylan’s waist, Brett turned them toward the dance floor. “We have some time before the show begins. Can you dance without the skates?”
Rylan gave him a small smirk and glanced down, at the same time running one finger along Brett’s waistband.
Brett chuckled and kissed Rylan’s forehead. “Let’s dance and take a look around, see if there’s anyone here you know.”
They melded into the crowd. Rylan was technically a professional dancer and followed Brett’s less than perfect lead effortlessly. He arched so his bare torso pressed against Brett and quivered when Brett’s hand smoothed over his ass and gave a little tug on the strap holding the plug into place. People were watching them, but Brett was pretty sure it was because of Rylan. Normally Brett felt too big and awkward beside Celia or Rylan but not tonight. Dancing with Rylan, Brett felt powerful and needed.
Rylan was so willing and submissive, and it was exciting the way Brett could encircle Rylan’s waist with his arm. As they swayed to the music Brett turned them in a slow circle, taking the opportunity to let one hand roam up Rylan’s back and over his ribs. When Rylan shivered Brett pulled him in tighter.
“See anyone familiar?” Brett murmured in Rylan’s ear then licked and nipped his earlobe.
“No, sir.” Rylan’s hips jerked forward, and he tried to rub his caged cock against Brett’s leg.
The music switched to something a little faster and they separated a bit and try as Brett did, he couldn’t match Rylan’s dance moves. It was fun watching him, however. Not to mention the sight kept Brett’s groin warm and feeling full. The next song had a great beat and Brett grabbed Rylan’s hand, pulled him close, and turned them across the floor. He didn’t miss how others constantly eyed Rylan’s lean body and defined legs. Brett found himself drawn more to Rylan’s silky blond hair, high cheekbones, and alluring green eyes.
Rylan had been right, Brett was jealous of the attention others were paying to him. He was just as thrilled by the fact Rylan appeared to only have eyes for Brett. It made Brett feel as if he was the center of the world for Rylan and that was exhilarating, but more so it was frightening. His earlier assessment was correct, Rylan was an addiction. The question was, did Brett want to sink farther in, or overcome that addiction.
An announcement that the show would begin shortly broke into Brett’s thoughts. Rylan sucked in a quick breath and the way his face lit up made Brett take his hand and pull him in for a quick kiss. “Shall we go get front row seats?”