"You go ahead and try to prove that point," he said. He didn't need to issue ultimatums, his voice said it all. Of course that changed when Adrian's fingers wrapped around his cock. "You'd better go slow if you want to fuck me again. I'd like to be able to sit tomorrow."
He tugged Adrian's lip with his, kissing him afterwards. "Oh I had no intention of leaving. You were paying for that meal. I would have finished dinner and then, I would have left," he said with a grin. "I really did want to have sex with you. It wasn't a secret, or I didn't think it was. I missed sex, and I guess I could have gone to the clubs, but... I just wasn't there mentally."