Chapter 23 #2
“Soon.” Dominic curled his left arm behind Trey’s neck and held him while he attacked Trey’s neck. Nips and licks and bites that had his balls drawing up tight.
Trey got a hand between them and down Dominic’s shorts. He clasped Dominic’s shaft and squeezed. Dominic shouted, then sat up and yanked off his shirt. Made quick work of his fly and fished out his dick. Trey licked his lips. Dominic’s slow grin made Trey’s heart kick.
Dominic knee-walked his way up Trey’s chest until he was looming hard over Trey’s willing mouth.
He opened. Dominic pressed the tip of his dick against Trey’s lips, held still a beat, and then gently slid his length inside.
Trey prepared for hard and fast but Dominic took his time.
Slow slides in until he bumped Trey’s soft palate.
Gentle glides out, allowing Trey to use his teeth on the underside vein.
As rushed and demanding as Trey’s blow job had been, the lazy face fucking only made Trey hotter.
More desperate for Dominic to take him, fuck him hard, lay claim to what Trey freely offered.
Impatient for what he wanted, Trey squeezed Dominic’s thighs hard enough for him to pull out, freeing Trey’s mouth. “Need you in me, Dom, please.”
Dominic exhaled hard through his nose, then rolled off Trey and shucked the rest of his clothes.
Trey tugged out of his shirt on his way to the bed.
He tugged down the covers. The air moved behind him, and then Dominic tackled him face-first onto the bed.
They bounced, and Trey came up laughing.
He squirmed around until they were face-to-face, Dominic pressing him into the mattress, their erections sliding together between their stomachs.
“Tell me you packed stuff,” Dominic panted.
“I packed stuff.” The human blanket atop him didn’t move. “Um, my telekinesis is on the fritz, so if we want the stuff . . .”
Dominic pressed his forehead to Trey’s, warm breath fanning over his mouth. “Memorizing this. I’ve missed you so much. Missed how I feel when I’m with you.”
“How do you feel?”
“Awake. Alive. Real.” He nudged Trey’s nose with his. “Loved.”
“I do love you. For a while now, I think, but it was never the right time to say it.”
“Me too.” Dominic finally rose up onto his hands and knees. “I like you there. Tell me where the stuff is.”
“Blue front pocket on my duffel bag.”
He scooted to the edge of the bed and bent over, tipping his gorgeously chiseled ass up into the air. Trey nearly reached out and smacked it just to see the muscle bounce—and then he remembered what else he’d packed in that pocket with the condoms and lube.
Dominic sat up with those two things in hand, as well as a small flat box, wrapped in silver paper, with Dominic’s name printed on top. He glanced at Trey from beneath dark lashes. “I’m guessing I wasn’t supposed to see this?”
Trey rolled onto his butt and crossed his legs, a little nervous about the gift he’d planned on giving him during a quiet dinner for two tonight. No time like the present. “I bought that for you back at the regional Unbound festival.”
“Really?”
“I liked the symbolism.”
Shy Dominic was adorable Dominic, so when he quietly asked, “Can I open it?,” Trey had to say yes.
He picked at the foil paper, careful not to tear it.
Beneath was the plain white box that the artist had packed his gift into the day Trey bought it.
Dominic lifted the lid, revealing a piece of folded blue tissue paper.
He pushed the top layer up and to the side.
Froze. He pulled out the tiny glass bottle with the piece of white rice inside, attached to a slim black leather cord.
“I remember this vendor,” he said, reverence in his tone. Then he tried to see what she’d painted on that small grain of rice. “What’s it say?”
Trey’s pulse jumped. “That was.”
Instant recognition of the phrase lit up Dominic’s face in a megawatt smile. “Really?”
“I have one, too. I brought it with me so we can wear them tonight.”
Dominic’s expression was impossible to describe. It hit Trey right in the heart, and he knew he’d done good. “I’d put it on right now,” Dominic said, “but I don’t want to worry about breaking it when I make love to you.”
Trey kind of melted inside. Make love. He liked the sound of that. “Then put it away and come get me. I’m all yours, babe.”
“I know you are.” The possessive growl echoed in Trey’s balls. “And I’m yours.”
“Oh yeah.”
Dominic put the necklace back in its nest of tissue, then wasted no time gloving up. Trey loved it when Dominic took charge, so he waited while Dominic decided how he wanted him. His gaze roamed up and down Trey’s body, taking him in, making a decision.
“On your side, facing away from me.”
Finally. Trey rolled onto his left side. They’d had sex like this before, back in the tent when Dominic had seemed to need contact with him like he needed air to breathe, and Trey had loved it. Loved how Dominic was able to hold him as he rocked into him, and still be close enough to kiss.
Dominic curled close behind him, slick cock sliding against Trey’s ass.
He wrapped his left arm under Trey’s neck, giving him a pillow and support.
Trey pulled his right leg forward without being asked.
A finger slid easily inside, and Trey sighed.
He closed his eyes, enjoying the stretch of two fingers lubing him up, getting him ready.
Kisses dropped up and down his cheek and neck. Trey curled his fingers through Dominic’s, needing the anchor. Dominic was all around him—his body, his scent, his taste. Nothing else mattered except that moment in time.
He briefly mourned the loss of those insistent fingers, and then blunt pressure took their place. Trey relaxed into the slow burn of Dominic’s entry, then reveled in the exquisite fullness as Dominic’s hips landed flush with his ass.
“Fuck, yeah,” Dominic said, somehow making two simple words sound like a prayer. His lube-slicked hand reached around and tugged on Trey’s dick, and the dual sensations on his cock and in his ass made Trey moan.
He pressed back into Dominic. “Please.”
“Yeah, baby. I’ve got you.”
As much as Trey loved it when Dominic pounded him hard, the slow rocking of hips and lazy tugs on his dick became an addiction Trey never wanted to quit.
The gentle notes that Dominic played on his body created the most beautiful melody of Trey’s life, accented by the lyrics of loving kisses and whispered words.
If ever a perfect moment existed, it was during those minutes.
And as with the best songs, the intensity increased as they played their way to the climax.
Dominic’s hips snapped, driving his dick deeper, harder, the occasional scrape across Trey’s prostate sending him soaring.
Trey came first with a shout and a gasp, soft tremors traveling through his belly and down his legs.
“Oh God,” Trey gasped. “Fuck, Dom.”
Dominic rolled his hips once more before easing out.
He turned Trey onto his back and straddled his thighs, eyes bright and chest flushed.
The condom went to the floor, and then Dominic started stroking himself.
Trey watched through half-lidded eyes until warm spunk splattered his chest and belly.
Dominic was never more beautiful than when he orgasmed.
His eyes went wide and a kind of innocence came over him, as if he couldn’t believe he’d managed something so amazing and wonderful.
Trey rubbed Dominic’s thighs, the coarse black hairs tickling his fingers. “God, you’re gorgeous.”
Dominic smacked his dick against Trey’s belly, smearing some of the come. “You’re fucking hot wearing me like this. One day I want to watch it trickle back out of your ass.”
Something burned deep in Trey’s gut. “I’d like that. To be able to ditch condoms one day.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. I want to be with you, Dominic Bounds, and no one else.”
“I don’t want anyone else but you, Trey Cooper. You’re stuck with me and my super-protective family.”
“I love your family.”
Dominic smothered Trey with his bigger body, sealing them together. “You love them because they agreed to conspire with you to get me here.”
Trey searched Dominic’s eyes but didn’t see any reproach there. “Do you regret it?”
“No. Will I be going out of my mind with nerves in a few hours? Definitely. But you’ll be right there with me, and that’s everything, Trey.”
They shared a lazy kiss that chased the outside world away for a while—until the chill of the AC and the sticky come between them turned into the very real need for a shower. They peeled themselves apart. Dominic rolled off the bed first, then reached out.
Trey clasped his hand and bounced to his feet. He brought Dominic’s knuckles to his lips and kissed them. Looked up into Dominic’s loving, possessive gaze and said, “That was.”
Dominic smiled. “Yeah. That was.”