Chapter 15 #2
Pulling into the driveway, I spied Wren’s car parked in the street.
“I…” Yes, I fucking did. But if I admitted it to Malik before saying the words out loud to Wren, was I committing some sort of betrayal?
I wouldn’t want Malik to say something unintentionally to make Wren angry with me. “Wren’s here, so let’s drop it.”
“Sure.” He patted my thigh. “Your secret is safe with me.” He waggled his brows and stepped out of the truck.
Great, more secrets we didn’t need. With a tsk, I climbed down and joined Wren on the walkway.
Wren greeted Malik with a side hug and then strolled to me. “Hey, you played well tonight.” Tugging on my shirt, he pulled me down to his level and planted a sweltering kiss on my lips. “Can’t wait to get you in bed.”
Curling the edge of my mouth, I said, “Good. I’ve got a little surprise for you.” I chuckled. “Okay, maybe a big surprise.” I opened the door for us, and we stepped inside with Malik following.
Patting Wren on the back, Malik said, “Hey, Wren. Your ankle is looking better.”
“It is. I won’t be tumbling for a few more weeks, but I’m happy to be out there cheering for you guys.” He gave Malik a broad grin.
“Yeah?” Malik tossed a glance at me. “Well, we appreciate it. Especially Eli.” With a snicker, he walked off toward the kitchen.
“Don’t mind him.” Snatching Wren’s hand, I hauled him to my bedroom. We had better things to do, and winning made me horny.
After pulling him into my room, I shut the door, flicked on the nightstand lamp and was on Wren, cupping his cheeks and crushing his mouth with deep kisses. He’d been so hot tonight, swinging his hips and prancing along the sidelines.
He moaned and seized my hips, pulling us together and rutting against me, his dick already hard.
Drawing away, I threaded my fingers through the side of his hair and said, “I’ve been thinking about what you said, and I want to do it.”
“Do what?” His darkened gaze searched my face.
“Bottom for you. I want to do it.” As my cock twitched, it swelled into the band of my sweats.
“Yeah?” Biting his lower lip, he palmed my balls. “Damn, Eli, that’s fucking hot.” His finger brushed the outline of my dick, leaving a teasing tickle.
As heat swept across my skin, I said, “How do you want me? On my hands and knees, on my back—”
“Bent over the bed.” With a wicked gleam in his eye, he twisted me around and shoved me to the foot of my bed.
I fell onto straight arms, bending at the waist with my feet on the floor. Okay, I liked where he was going with this.
“Fuck yeah.” He lifted my shirt by the hem and pulled it over my head and then dropped my sweats and underwear to my ankles. “Where’s the lube?”
“In my drawer.” I ticked my head toward my nightstand, shucked my shirt off my arms and stepped out of the sweats.
Opening the drawer, his breath snagged, and he turned his wide-eyed gaze on me.
“You have toys in here.” He quickly undressed, tossing his clothing to the floor, and then plucked a vibrating plug from the drawer, holding it up and twisting it.
“Slight change of plans.” He skimmed his tongue across his lips.
“Yeah?” I straightened, my solid dick bobbing in front of me. Maybe I should have mentioned those before, but what the hell. “It’s got a remote.”
After rummaging through the drawer, he grasped the remote in one hand and the plug in the other. “I, uh, I want to fuck you with the plug inside me. You can adjust the speed.” His cock pulsated, and precum beaded at the tip.
“Yeah?” Damn, here I thought he’d want to use it on me, but I’d sure as hell enjoy this too. “Sure.” With a smirk, I bent over the foot of the bed again.
With the plug, the remote and lube in his hands, he sauntered to stand next to me, throwing the toys on the bed. “First, put the plug inside me.”
“Okay.” This was a little awkward, but once we got started…
I plucked the lube from the bed, squirted it on my fingers and wrapped an arm around him, pressing my mouth against his and slipping my tongue between his lips.
With my slick fingers, I slid inside his crack and rubbed across his hole, then breached it.
I was a big guy with long arms, but I still couldn’t get my finger all the way inside him like this.
He gasped into my mouth, his dick pulsing against my thigh and his knees bending for a second.
Reaching down, I clutched the plug. Brushing my lips against the shell of his ear, I said, “Turn around, babe.”
With a whimper, he complied and bent over the end of the bed. “Fuck, Eli, I can’t wait to be inside you with this thing.”
“Yeah?” Nudging the plug against his hole, I caressed his back, placing soft kisses across his spine.
As goosebumps pebbled his back, he groaned and squirmed. “Put it in,” he rasped.
I slowly worked the toy inside him until only the flared rim showed. Brushing my hand along his rounded ass, I swallowed thickly. “Damn, I can’t wait to turn it on.”
He handed me the remote and straightened, his cheeks flushed pink. “Go ahead.”
As a smirk tugged my lips, I pressed the button.
His knees buckled, and he squeezed his cockhead. “Holy fuck.” Taking deep breaths, he said, “Okay, okay, I won’t come.” He raked his teeth against his lower lip, and his gaze crept to mine, his eyelids hooded.
“Are you all right?” I stepped closer, the muffled buzzing filling the room, and replaced his hand with mine on his dick.
It jerked against my palm, and his mouth fell open, his brows tensing.
God, I loved him like this. He was on the edge and so fucking sexy.
It was obvious he could barely think. While giving him lazy tugs with my slick hand, I captured his mouth in mine, holding his nape with my other hand to trap him against me.
He melted in my hold, his tongue dancing across mine as he returned increasingly hungrier kisses.
After a minute, he pulled away. “I’m ready. I want to fuck you now.”
“Okay.” I twisted, facing the bed and falling onto my straight arms, jutting my ass toward him. My balls ached. I needed this as much as he did. I snatched the remote. “Should I turn this off now?” I glanced behind me.
Nodding, he squirted lube onto his fingers. “Yeah, I don’t want to come before I get all the way inside you.”
Cold slickness slid across my crack, and my cock jumped. We were really doing this. He was topping me. It wasn’t like I’d never done it, but it was always with much bigger guys. This was a bit of a mind fuck. Why was that?
With a groan, he pressed his hot cock against my ass cheek and slipped a finger inside me. “You like that?” Leaning over me, he pressed kisses and soft bites on my back.
As a spark of heat threaded up my spine, I gasped. “Yeah, baby. More.” I could take it.
He rubbed his finger across my prostate, and my cock jolted, leaking precum down my shaft. “Fuck yeah,” I ground out. There was something about his delicate fingers, the unsure way he moved behind me, that ignited my desire to a different level. We would definitely do this again.
Slipping a second finger inside me, he stretched and pumped, in and out. “God, Eli, doing this to you is just…” He moaned and rutted against my ass cheek.
As his fingers skimmed my prostate, the burn morphed to pleasure, with stars lighting behind my eyes and full-body shudders. “Do it, babe, I’m ready.” I panted, hanging my head between my arms.
“Okay.” He stepped between my legs and pressed my hole with his cockhead. “You’re tight, babe. Open up for me.” He caressed my ass.
Concentrating, I bore down on his cock. Burning and pressure lit me up inside as he stretched me fully. “Fucking hell, don’t stop.” It was good in a bad way. I fisted my aching cock and milked it.
“Does it feel good, babe?” He slipped all the way inside me, his balls resting on the tops of my thighs.
“Fantastic. The best.” I pressed the button on the remote.
“Oh, fuck.” The vibration hummed faster through his body and into mine. He gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh, and thrust, over and over.
Sensation shuddered through my body, pinching my insides and twitching my cock as I slowly stroked it. Gritting my teeth, I fought to keep from coming. How long could I hold out? Wren was fucking me. Wren…the man I loved, the man I always loved. Pleasure shivered down my spine.
“Feels good, so fucking good. Oh my God, babe. You have the best ass.” After a few minutes, he quickened the pace, reaching around me and wrapping my dick with his hand. As his body trembled against mine and his rhythm faltered, he said, “Gonna come. Come with me.”
As my cock grew torturously sensitive, he pegged my prostate while pumping my dick. Shockwaves rippled through me, and my climax flashed to the surface. “Come, babe. I’m right there.”
With a long moan, he pressed inside me, held it and quivered. “Fuck, coming.”
Heat filled my body, and I fell over the edge, sensation clenching my insides, holding him in place while my cock burst with pulses of pleasure.
“Oh, fuck…” My face tensed as cum sprayed my bedspread in thick ropes.
I wasn’t sure where I ended and he began.
Doing this with him was like nothing else.
He rocked his hips, thrusting inside me a few times more, ragged groans freeing from his throat, and finally, he flopped across my back. “Goddamn, babe, that was amazing.” He released a lazy chuckle. “Can you, uh, turn the plug off now? It tickles.”
“Oh, yeah.” I pressed the button, and the humming stopped. My arms shook. I had to change positions. “It sure was. I, uh, I’m about to fall over.” With a soft snort, I lifted.
Pulling out of me, he fell onto the bed in a heap on his side. “Next time, I want to try missionary.”
“Yeah? Why’s that?” I grabbed my shirt from the floor as his cum slithered down my thigh. After wiping it off, I lay beside him, facing him.
“Because I want to watch your face as you come. I didn’t think this position through.” With a gentle grin, he brushed his knuckles down my cheek. “I enjoy doing this with you because it’s you. We’re on a deeper level, so it’s not all about sex. It’s about…”
Love? I couldn’t say it, not yet. Warmth fluttered across my heart. But I knew somehow, we both thought it. “Yeah, I know what you mean.” I’d leave it at that.
With a sigh, he gave me a tender kiss and rolled onto his back, planting the heel of his hand on his forehead. “We need to get this plug out of my ass, so we can talk.”
“Yeah? Okay.” I lifted onto an elbow. “Raise your knees.”
He did as I asked. “Go slowly. I’m pretty sensitive right now.”
“I know.” I tutted. Like I’d never come with something in my ass before. Grasping the rim, I carefully pulled it from his hole.
He shivered, dropping his arm to his side, and freed a rushed breath. “Damn, it was amazing.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed it. What did you want to discuss?” From his tone, it had sounded like he had something serious to tell me. I stayed on my side and lifted on an elbow, peering at him.
“I texted my dad today, and he agreed to meet with me for lunch tomorrow.” He threw a glance at me. “I’m a little nervous.”
“You’re staying with me tonight, right?” It was our plan. Would he want to go home now?
“Yes, I’m staying tonight. I’m meeting my dad at Ling and Louie’s in Scottsdale.” He worried his lower lip. “You know, the Asian fusion place?”
“I’ve heard of it but never been.” I shifted closer to him and placed my hand on his arm. “Do you want me with you? I could help keep the conversation civil.” It was something I’d learned at the center. “I have some experience with this.”
“Yeah?” He rolled onto his back, his gaze darting across my ceiling, his profile to me. “I appreciate the gesture, but I think it’s best if I do this on my own.” His attention swung to me. “I can handle this, Eli.”
As my gut grew tense, I said, “Okay, but how about you think about it tonight. If you change your mind, the offer will still stand in the morning.” Maybe he should sleep on it, and then he’d see that having a mediator would be better. “It’s a pretty delicate situation.”
His brows lowered. “I know that, Eli. I can do this. I think without Karen there, we can have an open discussion.”
“Okay, okay.” He was making a mistake. How many times had I heard of students ruining their relationships with their parents because they were too emotional about the problems they discussed? But sometimes, it was necessary to let a person fail for them to learn.
“Eli, don’t look at me that way.” He sat up and twisted toward me. “I know that look. You think I can’t do this.”
“No, it’s not about you. It’s the situation. You’re emotional about it, and your father will be too.” I rose to a sitting position and combed my fingers through my hair. “Just don’t push it if the discussion gets destructive.”
“I know.” He breathed in deeply. “I can do this.” He pressed a kiss on my lips. “Have faith in me.”
“I do…” Fuck, now I had to lay off. “Come here.” Hooking my arm around his neck, I drew him into my chest and kissed his hair. “Call me when you’re done, or come back here if you need to.”
“I will.” He relaxed his shoulders. “Thank you, Eli. I know you mean well.”