14. Evan #2
“That’s what I wish. Now fuck me.” He popped his ass.
“Let me stretch you first.”
“Don’t need it.” He wiggled his hips. “Do it.”
“I’m not going to you hurt you.”
He sat up on his knees and glared at me. “Why bother asking what I want if you’re just going to do your own thing? Did it ever occur to you that maybe I like it this way? That I want to feel it? You know what, never mind. I’m done begging. You can just—”
I shoved him back down on the bed with a hand on his back.
“Oh damn,” he muttered and scrambled back up on his hands and knees. “Yes.”
Flipping the cap on the lube, I drizzled some onto his hole.
“Yes yes yes,” he chanted deliriously as I rubbed it over his pleated skin.
After squirting more into my hand, I tossed the bottle, then fished my phone out of my shorts and dropped it on the bed.
Nick stared at me with hungry eyes as I shoved my shorts down and stepped out of them. My eyes on his ass, I tore the condom wrapper open and suited up, then slicked up my length.
Lining myself up, I notched my cockhead against his hole.
Nick pushed back. I grabbed his hips and held him still.
“Ungh,” he moaned as I pushed into him.
He was so tight, too tight. I paused to make sure this was what he wanted.
“Don’t stop,” he gasped. “Please, Ev. Don’t stop.”
Grasping his hips, I slowly pumped into him, making sure to go slow enough I didn’t cause damage or truly hurt him, but not too slow so he still got to experience the stretch and burn as I opened him up.
“Holy goddamn fucking shit.” He groaned as I slid home and my thighs brushed his.
Using one of his shoulders for leverage, I slowly dragged myself out, then barreled back in. Testing to see if he was ready for more.
“Yes!”
This time, when he pushed back, I let him.
Watching Nick rock into my thrusts, forcing me to go even deeper and harder as we moved together, was beyond erotic.
The sight of my dick between his full cheeks and sliding in and out of his perfect body was enough to make my balls draw up and my cock throb with need.
I gave him more, then more, going faster and harder than I ever had with him. He took it beautifully, pushing back on me and keeping up a steady stream of babbling as he begged for more.
Nick had been wrong. I hadn’t been holding back because I thought he was delicate or breakable. It was because I never let this side of myself out.
This side was uncontrollable and reckless and listened only to my hindbrain. It took what it wanted, and it wanted Nick.
Reaching beneath him, I stroked his weeping cock, making sure to move my hand at a fraction of the pace of my hips.
“Oh shit. I’m… I’m gonna…” Nick grabbed my wrist as I jacked him, trying to force me to go faster. “Please, Ev. I need more. A little bit more.”
His entire body trembled and his thighs and ass muscles quivered. His inner walls clamped down around my cock.
Edging had never been one of my kinks. My control meant I could usually outlast my partners, but not with Nick. I’d never felt more out of control than when I was with him.
Speeding up my hand, I gave him exactly what he needed to finally tip over and find his release.
Nick threw back his head, his shout loud and echoing as a full-body shudder tore through him. His inner walls pulled me deeper as he came around me and shot over my hand.
I let go of his cock and held his hip so I could continue to drive into him and fuck him through his orgasm.
“Holy shit,” he panted, his arms wobbling from the force of my thrusts. “Yes. More.”
Trrrrr . Trrrrr . Trrrrr .
“Ignore it.” Nick glared at me over his shoulder.
I smirked and released his hip.
“I swear to a god I don’t believe in that I will end you if you stop right now to answer a work call.”
Still rutting into him, I picked up my phone and checked the screen. “I really should get this.”
“I’m not kidding.” He slammed back on me hard. “I don’t give a flying fuck who that is. Do not answer it unless you can talk and fuck.”
“As you wish.” Using my thumb, I swiped to answer. “Hello, Malcolm.”
Nick’s eyes grew comically wide as he gaped at me. I held onto his shoulder and continued to tug him back so he met my slightly slower pounding.
“ We need to finish our earlier discussion ,” Malcolm said dryly, not bothering with a greeting.
“We do? I’m a bit occupied at the moment.”
Nick snickered and clenched around me.
I snapped my hips and drove as deep inside him as possible in retaliation. He moaned. I did it again.
“ I don’t care. You can finish whatever trivial thing you’re doing later .”
“Fine.” I threw Nick a smirk. “You have ten minutes.”
“Ten minutes?” Nick whisper-hissed.
“ Who’s that? Are you alone? ”
“You called to talk.” I snapped my hips hard and circled my hand around Nick’s throat. “Now talk.”
Nick moaned and pressed against my hand.
“Arnold told me about the proposal you sent to Legal.”
“Did he now?” I dropped my gaze to Nick’s ass and the mesmerizing way his cheeks jiggled every time I drove into him.
“ What the hell do you think you’re up to? ”
“What do you mean?”
“ Don’t play dumb with me. You’re up to something. Why are you suddenly so interested in our Eastern European dealings? ”
“Because it’s my job to know what’s happening at my company.”
“ It’s not your company yet ,” he snarled. “ I will not let you destroy all the work I’ve done to make it what it is today. ”
“And how am I destroying it?”
“ I don’t know, but I will find out. You’re not as smart as you think you are. ”
Deliberately, I nailed Nick’s prostate.
He made a strangled sound and gripped my hip, silently encouraging me to go faster and harder.
“ You’re going to fail, and you’re going to drag everyone down with you. ”
“Is that so?” I kept my tone mild and distracted, knowing that would drive Malcolm crazier.
“ Yes! Grant is going to wish he’d listened to me. You might be the heir, but you’re not the one who’s put his blood, sweat, and tears into this company. I’m the one who’s been here. I’m the one who should be running it. You know that, I know that. Everyone except your father knows that. ”
I squeezed Nick’s neck a little tighter as his moans grew in volume.
“ You’re going to fail, and I’ll be there to pick up the pieces of whatever is left and rebuild it into something better. Something you won’t be able to get your hands on. ”
“Is that a threat?”
“ It’s the truth .”
Switching to rolling my hips instead of thrusting, I angled my dick so I hit Nick’s spot exactly the way I knew drove him crazy.
“Is that why you decided to bother me tonight?” I wondered calmly. “To ask about a report and throw around baseless accusations?”
“ I want to know what you’re planning .”
“I’m not planning anything.”
“ You are! I know you are .”
“Ev,” Nick gasped. His back arched and his ass quivered. He was close.
I half listened as Malcolm ranted at me. We’d had this conversation a dozen times and his script was getting old.
Instead, I concentrated on Nick and watching him come apart on my cock as I kept up my ruthless fucking.
He crushed my hip, urging me as he panted and moaned.
I added the slightest bit of pressure to his throat, making sure to not press on his windpipe.
Nick enjoyed the sensation of having the blood flow in his neck gently restricted.
I hadn’t thought I’d be into that, but I loved knowing that he trusted me enough to put him in such a vulnerable position.
The throaty, mewling sounds he made as he frantically drove back on me nearly sent me over the edge. I loved when he gave in and let me take over, but also loved how he wasn’t afraid to take what he wanted from me.
Nick was moaning up a storm, and as much as the thought of Malcolm realizing what was going on amused me, I didn’t want to embarrass Nick. He’d only given me consent to talk and fuck, not to expose to anyone else what we were doing.
Releasing the pressure on Nick’s neck, I slid my hand up and covered his mouth. His cries grew in volume, but my hand muffled them enough I wasn’t worried about the phone speaker picking them up.
“… won’t get away with this! ”
“I’ll take your concerns under consideration. If you’d like to discuss this further, you can schedule a meeting with me the next time I’m in the office.”
“ Don’t you dare dismiss me, you son of a —”
“Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m in the middle of something important and I really need to finish him.”
I ended the call before Malcolm could reply and tossed the phone aside. My hand over Nick’s mouth went to the back of his head and tugged hard.
“Oh my god that was the hottest thing ever.” Nick’s voice was absolutely wrecked. “I’m so close. You have no idea how hard it’s been to hold back. I didn’t want to come while thinking about lemon face.”
With a low growl, I yanked him up on his knees and slammed him against my body. The position gave him better leverage, and he began bouncing on my dick as I drilled into him.
“Are you still thinking about him?” I growled in his ear.
“Huh? Who?” He dropped his head back against my shoulder and grabbed my hips. “Fuck, Ev. Hard. Just like this. Need it.”
Wrapping one arm around his waist to anchor him to me, I put as much power as I dared behind each thrust.
“Oh god. Oh fuck. That’s… I’m…”
“Who do you belong to?” I snarled.
“You.” He let go of my hip and tangled his hand in my hair.
“Whose ass is this?”
“Yours!”
“Say it.”
“I’m yours!”
My rhythm faltered. I knew he’d only phrased it that way because I told him to, but the fanciful part of me wanted it to be true.
“Yeah you are.” I sucked on his neck.
“Kiss me,” he begged.
I lifted my head and caught his lips under mine. It was messy and sloppy, more of a mashing of mouths than an actual kiss.
It was perfect. Goddamn perfect.
My thighs shook as my stomach muscles went taut. My balls, already high and tight, drew up even further as my orgasm crept closer.
Refusing to come first, I let go and let my instincts take over as I fucked Nick as hard as I could.