23. Corey
23
COREY
M y body heated with the knowledge that Dom enjoyed me being possessive. “Show me how much you like it.”
Suddenly, I was shoved up against the counter with my hands pinned against the edge by Dom’s. “You might be asking for more than you want.”
“I want you naked and driving inside me, making me whimper and beg. I want you to damn near kill me.”
“Fuck.” Dom drove his hips against mine, and I opened my legs so he could get better contact. He released one of my hands and gripped my hair, jerking my head back so he could get to my neck. He bit me, and I gasped, feeling it all the way to my cock. He was sucking at the sore skin, raising a mark when the oven timer went off.
“Don’t fucking move,” he growled. He grabbed a towel off the counter and used it to pull the pan of scones from the oven. He set them on the stovetop, turned the oven off, and then grabbed me by the wrist. “Upstairs. Now.”
I looked between him and the stove. “I want to try a scone.”
He glared at me, his eyes so dark I couldn’t distinguish pupil from iris. “Later.”
“Damn. I love you like this. You going to fuck me with all that angry energy?”
“Is that what you want?”
I nodded. “I do want that. I want it hard and rough and fast.”
“You better not want it fast so you can get back down here and eat scones.”
“Let’s take them upstairs with us. I’ll eat them when we’re done.”
He grabbed a plate, tossed on some scones, handed it to me, and grabbed his cane. “Elevator, now.”
“Wow, you really aren’t playing.”
“God dammit, Corey, I’ve had enough. If this is a game to you, then?—”
“No, this isn’t a game. This is maybe the most serious thing I’ve ever done.”
“Me too.”
He toyed with me in the elevator, pinning my hands behind my back as he teased my neck with soft kisses, then kissed and bit my collarbone. I thrust my hips forward, trying to get contact with him, but he wouldn’t let me. He didn’t touch my cock at all, and I thought I might die from the lack of friction.
The door slid open on the second floor. He took hold of me again, pulling me along behind him as he used his cane to stabilize himself.
Once he had pushed the door to his room closed, he pinned me against the wall, this time letting me have full body contact.
I worked myself against him feverishly, wrapping a leg around the back of his thigh, trying to climb him. His kisses were rough, angry. I could only guess what he was mad at, but it was making me furious and ravenous because I needed him, wanted him inside me.
I freed my hands from his, only because he let me, and pushed at his chest.
“Naked. I want you naked this time. I’ve been patient with you, but I need to see you, all of you.”
I thought he would protest again, but instead, he nodded. I’d already opened his robe, and he let it fall from his shoulders to the floor. Then he began to work the buttons of his pajama top.
“Let me,” I could tell how hard it was for him to acquiesce. He dropped his hands to his side, but his jaw was tight. His body remained stiff.
I teased the skin he’d revealed, brushing it with my fingers, barely letting him feel the touch. I worked the next button slowly as I pressed a kiss just below the vee of his throat.
“Corey.” The word was a warning.
“Let me do this my way. Let me take it slow. I want to worship you, the way you deserve.”
“Jesus, Corey. That’s….”
“I know you just want me to undress you quickly, then get in bed. That’s not how this works.”
I pulled the shirt apart and pressed another kiss to his chest as I undid the next button. I could tell he was shaky. This was a lot for him to take.
“Change positions with me,” I said. “Then you can lean against the wall while I continue.”
“I don’t need to?—”
“Dom. Lean against the wall and let me do this for you.”
Finally, he nodded. I turned him around and positioned him with his arms at his sides. He let me guide him without protest, and his confidence in me made my heart skip a beat. This incredible man was trusting me with his body, with his sanity.
I continued unbuttoning his shirt until I reached the last button. Only then did I touch him again, brushing my fingers over his chest as I pushed the shirt apart. I felt the ridged, rough skin as I moved my hand over his left side, but it did nothing to take away from how gorgeous Dom was. I let my gaze run up and down his body. “You know, for an old man, you’re looking pretty good.”
He scowled at me as I pushed his shirt from his shoulders and worked it down his arms. When his top half was fully bared to my view, he said, “I think I proved to you already that my body is in perfectly good shape.”
I smiled up at him as I lowered myself to my knees. “You did.”
I ran my tongue over his defined abs and then did the same on the other side where he’d been burned. He shivered. “Does that hurt?”
“No.”
“Would you tell me if it did?”
“Probably not, but it doesn’t. It’s just strange. No one touches me there.”
“Now I do.” He just nodded. Which made me want to touch him even more. “I love having you like this, open to me, where I can do what I want with you.”
“Don’t push your luck.”
I leaned in and kissed his hard cock through his pajama pants that had grown much tighter. Dom’s head dropped back against the wall.
“Like that?” I asked, letting my breath warm his cock.
“God, yes,” he groaned.
I teased him more, mouthing his cock, biting gently. He sucked in a breath and gripped the sides of my head. “Enough.”
“I knew you’d get bossy eventually.”
Before he could say anything else, I slid my hands into the waistband of his pants and began to push them down. He wasn’t wearing anything underneath. I cupped his ass, one cheek smooth, the other rough from his scarred skin. I enjoyed the contrast. I lowered the pants, loving the sight of his hard cock as I freed it. His balls hung heavy, and they looked delicious.
I pushed his pants down over his thighs. They were muscular and beautiful. Everything about him was perfect to me. When his pants dropped to the floor, he stepped out of them and kicked them away.
“Why do I feel like you don’t normally treat your finery in such a fashion?”
“Because I don’t, but right now I don’t fucking care. I can buy more silk pajamas.”
“But you can’t buy this experience. Well, you could, but not with me.”
“I don’t have to buy you,” he said, gripping my hair tight, tilting my head back. I looked into his eyes and smiled. I could tell he was desperate for me.
“Because I want you. I want to touch you and kiss you everywhere.” I ran my hands up his thighs, squeezing the hard muscles. Then I slid my tongue slowly along the underside of his cock. I needed to keep him focused on pleasure so he wouldn’t think about how exposed he was.
“More,” he demanded.
I lifted his heavy cock out of the way and drew his balls into my mouth. I teased them, running my tongue around, sucking them gently. He smashed his hands flat against the wall, and I knew he was fighting the urge to grab me, to make demands, to force me to do what he wanted to do instead of just letting this happen. I took the other orb into my mouth, teasing it in the same way. He growled, and I glanced to the side to see his hand clenched, fingers white.
I let him go and sat back on my heels. “It’s not easy to just let things happen.”
“You’re going to pay for this.”
“I hope so.” He was watching me, his eyes dark with need as he stood fully naked in front of me.
I hadn’t even undressed yet, so I rose to my feet and quickly divested myself of my clothes.
I wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled him to me, kissing him softly at first, and then more hungrily. He reached between us and took both of our cocks in hand, working them with a tight fist.
I couldn’t help but move, trying to work myself into the circle of his hand.
“Damn, this feels so good,” he said. “I had no idea.”
“So you like it?”
“I like everything I’ve done with you, and you know that.”
I rose onto my tiptoes and kissed along his jawline and then up to his ear. “You’re gorgeous. As beautiful as I knew you would be.” He shivered. “Now, fuck me like you mean it.”
“I hope you’re prepared to be unable to sit down for days.”
“I am. I’m so ready. But don’t you dare hurt yourself.”
“I’m done with you telling me what to do. Get on the bed, on your back. Hold your legs up. I want to see that pretty little ass. I want you fully exposed to me. I want to have time to play with you.”
“You…you do?”
“Corey, I told you I’m not afraid of the fact that you’re a man. And I’m not afraid of ass play either.”
“That was kind of clear from last night, but I just didn’t know if you’d want to.”
“I want to do everything. Now get on the bed.”
I hurried to do exactly what he said. I needed this as badly as he did. I was so scared about what was to come. I knew he’d made some kind of plan to get Lisa, a plan I was going to hate. A plan his sons weren’t going to approve of. A plan that was going to risk his life. And I didn’t want that, not for a second.
I needed this. I needed him skin to skin against me. I needed to know that for this moment, he really was completely mine. I stretched out on the bed and let my legs drop open.
Dom joined me there. He didn’t try to hide his body. He let me see him, and I hoped that my eyes showed him how much I enjoyed looking.
He settled between my legs, sitting back on his heels. I was worried about his thigh, that it would seize up, that it would hurt. I wanted to tell him he didn’t have to fuck me this way, but his expression let me know he wasn’t going to listen. He was staring at me like he owned me, and I didn’t mind it at all.
“You’re mine,” he growled.
I nodded, staring up at his lips, my breath coming in ragged pants. He hadn’t even touched me again, and I felt like my cock was ready to explode.
“You need this, don’t you?”
I nodded.
“Answer me.”
“Yes, sir.”
He smiled down at me, then he shocked the hell out of me by stretching out, laying down on his stomach, taking hold of my ass cheeks, and opening them wide. When he ran his tongue over my hole, I gasped, thrusting my hips up at him. He did it again, teasing me. “I can’t believe you….”
“I told you I would do anything to you. I’ll eat your ass and suck your cock, and I’ll pound into you so hard you see stars. I’ll do it all because I want you. I want this.”
“Yes!” I didn’t think he meant he wanted it forever, not after the time we were here, but my God, I was going to make the best of it while we could.
He ran his tongue over my taint, teased my balls, and then licked the length of my cock. I stared, watching him, mesmerized. This strong man, a killer, a mobster, so much older than me, was between my legs, licking my cock. Oh my God. I yelled out as he took me down his throat.
Not far, but my God, it felt good. “You’ve never done this before?”
He looked up at me, and I knew the answer. He hadn’t, but he wanted to know. He wanted to as much as I wanted his cock in my mouth. What would that feel like, both of us sucking each other off? I didn’t know if I could handle it.
He teased my slit with a finger, then brought it to his mouth to taste my pre-cum. “Mmm. Your pre-cum is too good. And I like the feel of your cock in my mouth. I want to do it more, but I also want to be inside you.”
“Not that we can’t do this again. I want—I want all of it. But I want you and me. I want to feel your body against mine, no barriers between us.”
“No, nothing. I haven’t done this since the fire—fuck someone naked. But I’m so ready to do it with you.”
“I’m honored to feel you against me, to remind you how good this is. I know I’m not what you might’ve expected.”
He shook his head. “You’re what I want.”
He rose back onto his knees. I saw a twitch as he tucked his left leg under him, but I didn’t say anything. We both needed this so badly.
He pushed my legs doubled onto my chest. “Hold them there.”
I did as he said.
“This time I’m not going slow.”
I shook my head. “I don’t want you to. But you do need lube.” He laughed. God, that sound was glorious. I’d thought I would never hear it. I reached for the nightstand drawer, pulling out the lube we’d tossed back in there the day before. “Here.” I held it out. “Or do you want me to?”
He shook his head. “No, I want to get you ready, and then I want to fuck you. I want this to be the best you’ve ever had.”
“I feel confident it will be,” I said. “I’ve never….”
“Never what?”
I turned my head, looking away.
“Tell me, Corey.”
“Never felt this good with a man before. Not that I haven’t enjoyed it, it’s just there’s something about you.”
“No, there’s not.”
“Yes. Dom. I….”
“I know. I feel it too.” I watched as he squeezed lube on his fingers, smeared it around, and then pressed one against my ass. “Tell me if I go too fast.”
“If you slicked up your cock and drove it in there without any of this, it wouldn’t be too fast.”
His eyes widened. “Really?”
“Yeah, but it would hurt like hell.”
“Then I’m going to do this.” I sucked in my breath as he slid a finger into me. It felt exquisite. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation and his intake of breath as my ass clamped down against the digit.