He held up another mini cupcake, a white one, and offered it to Thorne. Thorne reached for it, but Dash shook his head. He moved closer and held it up to Thorne’s lips. “Taste. This one is Italian cream.”

Suddenly, Thorne was aware of the plug again even though he wasn’t moving. He took a bite and then licked his lips to capture all the icing. “Delicious.”

Dash popped the other half into his own mouth, groaning as he chewed. He looked as lost to pleasure as he had when he was riding Thorne’s cock the week before.

“So good,” Dash murmured. “I didn’t make those. My friend Susan did, but I have her recipe.”

“Good.” Thorne realized that implied he’d be getting more. But cupcakes were a one-time thing, weren’t they? Of course, he could have Dash cater an event for him. Those cupcakes would go a long way to lure in more clients. But it would also be next to impossible for him to hide how much he wanted the man. Mixing Dash and work was a terrible idea.

“I’ve got more,” Dash said.

Thorne slid lower on the couch, dropped his head back, and opened his legs. He shifted around, deliberately making the plug tease him. “Feed me another one.”

Dash grinned. “You’re fucking hot all spread out for me like that.”

“Then get over here,” Thorne said.

Dash grabbed the blanket they’d used to protect the couch the week before. He and Thorne spread the blanket out. Then Dash picked up an Italian-cream cupcake, straddled Thorne, and fed it to him.

“Tell me how it feels,” he said when Thorne finished chewing.

“The plug?”

“I’d rather you tell me how it feels to wait until I decide the time is right. How does it feel knowing I’m going to eventually pull that plug out and fuck you? But until then, all you get is a tease.”

“You get off on that, don’t you?”

Dash’s eyes sparkled. “On what?”

“Making people wait, teasing, working them up.”

“I get off on other people’s pleasure, and the more things build, the bigger the bang when they go off.”

Thorne would have laughed if he hadn’t been so horny. “Seriously?”

“Okay, that was really cheesy, but yeah.”

“And you want that? You want to see me go off?” Thorne asked.

“I do, but I want it to be the absolute best you’ve had.”

Of course he did and of course he was going to say what Thorne wanted to hear and yet…Thorne was buying into it. And he wanted more. A lot more. But Thorne didn’t do relationships, and this one would be doomed from the start.

“Kiss me,” Thorne said. He needed that at least.

“My pleasure.” Dash licked Thorne’s lower lip. “Sweet.”

“That’s the icing.”

Dash sighed. “Icing mixed with you. It’s heavenly.”