Chapter 22 #3
The last was said with a mix of seriousness and humor, so I allowed myself to crack a smile.
“Fair enough. But in the interest of full disclosure, I’m still not entirely sorry about the way I handled things.
You might have to remind me in the future to stand beside you.
But I’ll try to do better. I really will. ”
Hawk studied me for a long few moments. “As long as you’re actually trying, I have no problem calling you out.”
I barked a laugh, because he’d proven that time and again early on. I had no doubt he’d have no trouble taking me to task. Hawk actually smiled, though it still wasn’t a wide grin, and he stepped closer. I opened my arms, and he fell into them. I squeezed him tightly, burying my nose in his hair.
“I hate that we were at odds,” I murmured, kissing his head, then his temple. “But maybe that’s the only way we were going to get this out in the open and resolve it.”
Hawk lifted his head, his smirk on his lips. “Is it resolved?”
Since his eyes were twinkling, I knew he was at least being somewhat playful. “It’s getting there. I’m sure we have plenty of talking to do in the future. Plus, we need to have make up sex first.”
I wasn’t serious about the last thing, even though I always wanted him, but the way his breath caught had me reevaluating. I kissed his cheek, then nosed along his jaw until I got to his neck. When I pressed my lips there, he shuddered and tilted his head to give me better access.
“You like the idea of make up sex, baby?” I murmured into his skin. His fingers tightened on my shoulders, then immediately dropped to my waist. He didn’t hesitate to slide his fingers into my waistband and caress my skin.
That fast and I was turned on. The logical side of my brain said we should talk more before we got physical. There was plenty we still had to hash out and learn and understand about each other. My dick didn’t care about any of that. It wanted out of my pants and into his ass as fast as possible.
“Careful now,” I said on a groan, loving his touch. “I’m about to put you over this desk if you don’t watch it and I don’t have any condoms.”
Hawk let out a whine. “Screw the condoms. And I want you in my chair so I can ride you.”
He pulled and then shoved, and before I even realized what was happening, I landed in the chair.
Hawk’s eyes were dark with want and lust, and his face was flushed.
I scrambled to get my pants undone, wanting what he said so badly I could taste it.
When he dropped to his knees, helping me slide my jeans and boxers off my hips, my brain did engage.
Which was inconvenient but important. I cupped his face.
“Baby, are you sure?” I asked, panting for breath. His expression was priceless, dumbfounded that I would ask. I caressed his cheekbone with my thumb and elaborated. “Are you sure you want this here and now? I can wait until later, when we get to my house. I don’t want you to ever think I’m like—”
“No!” Hawk’s denial was fast and loud. “You aren’t. You aren’t like him. And I’m sorry I thought that for even a second before I got to know you.”
The relief was acute and I smiled, but I still had to ask. “Are you sure?”
“This is my choice, Carter. I want this here and now because I missed you and because I believe you. Because I know you’d never demand it. Because I want it. Because I trust you.”
Good enough for me. With a nod, I let him finish what he was doing and then his mouth was on me, sucking hard and fast, getting me wet.
My cock was like steel and I had to grit my teeth to keep my orgasm from building, wanting desperately to give him what he wanted.
He wanted to ride me, and that was going to happen.
After a few minutes, I gripped his hair and gently tugged him off.
“Climb on, baby,” I said, helping him to stand.
He had to get out of his boots and jeans first, but before he slid them all the way off, he pulled a packet of lube out of his wallet and handed it over.
I’d ask him why he had it later, because right now I didn’t care and was just glad that he did.
I used some to slick up my cock, and when he straddled me, I squeezed the rest onto my fingers.
The angle was awkward, but I had enough room to get his hole nice and lubed.
It would still burn, but at least it wouldn’t hurt.
I held my cock up and Hawk worked his way onto me.
Inch by inch, up and down, a little at a time.
His grip on my shoulders was painful enough I was sure I’d have bruises, but I didn’t care in the least. He could mark me any way he wanted.
He hissed and groaned, until he let out a long sigh when his ass met my thighs.
I kneaded his butt, loving the feel of it in my hand. “Whenever you’re ready, baby.”
Hawk opened his mouth against my neck, just breathing, then sucked up a mark as he started to move.
Slow at first, then faster and faster, until he threw his head back.
He kept rocking, trying to find the right angle and I held on, watching him chase his pleasure.
He was stunning, all flushed cheeks and panting breaths.
“Can you…Can you….”
I stood the next time he came down, holding him to me until I could lay him back on his desk.
He let out a noise that was something between a moan and a scream.
I kissed him to muffle the noises, not wanting anyone to come running.
And I kept kissing him as I took over, thrusting hard and deep, searching for the spot that would set him off.
His whole body clenched when I found it, and I kept the angle, pounding into him while I tried to keep him from sliding off the other end of the desk.
He lifted one of his legs up my back and that seemed to do the trick.
My kiss swallowed his drawn out groan as his hole clamped down, keeping me inside while he came.
I thrust as much as I could, trying to prolong it, even though he was making a mess all over our shirts.
When he relaxed enough for me to move again, I started to pull out, but he grabbed me tight with all his limbs.
“In me,” he slurred.
Holy fuck. I wanted that more than anything.
I didn’t hesitate, didn’t second guess, just pushed inside him, again and again, until I came too, flooding him with my release.
The last few thrusts squelched with the mess and the sound was so deliciously dirty, I gave one more little spurt before I collapsed onto him.
It took us a few minutes to get our breathing back, but even then, I didn’t want to separate from him. It took some maneuvering but I managed to hang onto him, and keep my cock inside him, as I fell back into the chair. He immediately cuddled into me, head on my shoulder.
“I did not plan this well,” he muttered after a few moments, his fingers tracing patterns on my shirt-covered chest.
“Hmm?”
“We’re a mess. We have nothing to clean up with. And we’re still half clothed. I want skin.”
The last was said with a tiny whine that had me chuckling and squeezing him to me.
Fuck, but I loved the feeling of him in my arms. I knew he didn’t love that he was on the smaller side, though it never stopped him, but in this case it meant he could tuck himself against me and I could wrap my arms fully around him.
“We’ll figure that out when we’re ready to move.”
Hawk tipped his head to look up at me, so I angled my face so I could see him. He traced my lips with his fingers and I kissed them. “I have work to do.”
I nodded. “Not yet.”
It took him a few seconds to agree. “No. Not yet.”