Chapter Nine
Jamie
“You don’t need to do anything,” I said, looking down at the beautiful man underneath me and trying to dismiss the way my heart was aching for him.
I wasn’t even trying to dig when I’d first mentioned to Will that I knew several high-flying men who preferred to submit in bed because it gave them a chance to just be for a bit rather than have to hold everything together, but his reaction had immediately told me I needed to push just a little.
And seeing the way he’d unconsciously tensed, as if his body was fighting every ounce of desire to give in when I’d nudged, had been enough.
I hardly knew Will, but it was already clear to me that he was barely holding everything together.
I’d seen it before in men who had crushing responsibilities on their shoulders, and over the years, I’d learnt that sex was one way to lessen their burdens if only for a little while.
And selfishly, it gave me a sense of purpose too.
I’d told him sex was the only thing I was good at, which was true unless you counted drinking and spending money like water.
But at least helping Will let go for a while actually made a positive difference to someone other than myself, and it wouldn’t end with yet another lecture from my father’s accountant about my shopping habits.
“Don’t think about anything,” I continued as I leant down to brush my lips across his. “Don’t think about work, or the farm, or what you have to do tomorrow, or anything like that. Just focus on me and the way you feel. Can you do that?”
“Yes,” he said. “I can do that.”
“Good.” I kissed him deeply, revelling in the taste of him and drawing it out until I felt him relax underneath me. “Focus on me and only me.”
“What are you going to do?” Will asked as I began to trail kisses down his neck and onto his chest.
“I’m going to take you apart,” I said, looking up at him with a teasing smile.
“But I suppose you want specifics?” Will nodded.
“I’m going to kiss all down this fucking gorgeous body of yours, then I’m going to suck your cock again because I fucking love the way you feel in my mouth, but you’re not going to come.
I already know you want me inside you for that, so when you’re hard and desperate for more, I’m going to spread that gorgeous ass of yours wide and eat your hole.
I want to taste you as I get you all wet and loose for me, then I’m going to slide my fingers in deep and stretch you wide because I’m betting you haven’t bottomed in a while. ”
“H-how did you know?” Will asked, his voice catching and his breath already coming in shallow pants as I rolled my hips and brushed my cock against his just to tease him.
“Lucky guess,” I said. Because I wasn’t going to tell him it was always the same way with men like him who were wound so tightly from everything going on in their lives that they couldn’t imagine letting anyone fuck them, even if they wanted it.
Or because the men they hooked up with took one look at them and expected them to exert the same control over them in bed as they did over the rest of their lives. Which never helped and all it did was to make them even more stressed because they had something else to worry about.
“I’m not sure I believe that.”
“You don’t have to. But I’m not giving you another answer.”
“What if I want one?”
“I want doesn’t get,” I said teasingly, giving him another soft kiss. “Unless you ask very nicely. And even then, I’m still not answering you, not now anyway.”
“Why not?” Will asked, sounding genuinely curious.
“Because I don’t want you to think about that. I don’t want you to think about anything except the way I’m making you feel.”
Will let out a derisive chuckle. “You seriously want me to stop thinking about everything else?”
“Yes,” I said. “I want you to try at least. I know it can be hard at first when you’re not used to it—when your whole life is literally just work—but you need to try.”
“Fine. But you’ll have to distract me.”
I grinned at him. “Is that a challenge?”
“I don’t know? Is it?”
“Don’t push your luck,” I said, nipping his lip and soothing it with a kiss. Will gasped, a needy moan escaping his lips, which I filed away for later.
I’d been expecting him to try to push back again, but the playful nip seemed to have distracted him. I smiled as I did it again, drawing another deep moan from Will’s mouth. He really did make very pretty noises.
We kissed for a long time, and I didn’t mind that this supposedly quick and dirty hook-up had turned into more. There was something electrifying about drawing Will’s focus to me, and it wasn’t just the usual thrill of taking a man so used to being in charge apart.
I doubted Will had let himself be this vulnerable with anyone in a long time, if at all, and the realisation was both heady and touching.
I was barely more than a stranger, so what was it about me that had allowed him to open himself to the idea of giving up control.
Was it because I was the first man who’d actually asked him about it?
Or was it something more? Something about me?
Will moaned softly, the sound drawing my focus away from my self-centred questions and back to the man who needed me. I could think about myself later. Right now, I had to make good on my promise to Will. If he was going to give up even a modicum of control, I needed to show him it was worth it.
I ran my lips down his body, kissing every inch of skin within reach until I reached his hips.
His cock had softened during our conversation, but now it was hard against his hip, precum beading at the tip.
I hadn’t been lying when I said Will had a nice dick.
I flicked my tongue out, collecting his precum on my tongue and drawing another groan from deep in Will’s throat.
I loved how responsive he was. The more he started to relax, the more noise he made, and I was relishing every tiny gasp and moan.
“F-fuck,” Will murmured as I sucked his cock into my mouth for the second time that evening.
Some nights, I could take or leave sucking cock, but there was no doubt in my mind that I loved having Will in my mouth.
His hands made fists on the bed beside me like he wasn’t sure if he was allowed to touch me or not.
My lips curled into a smile around his dick because despite his reservations, he was already giving in just a little.
“You can touch me,” I said, popping off his cock for a moment and slowly pumping it with my hand. “You can put your hands in my hair, and I don’t mind if you pull it either, but you’re not allowed to direct me or fuck my throat. You’ll get what I give you, okay?”
“Okay.” Will nodded, an earnest look in his eyes. It was clear he was enjoying this.
“Good.” I kissed the head of his cock again, keeping my eyes on his as I began to take him deep. My many years of sucking cock had done wonders for my gag reflex.
Will moaned as one hand reached out, but instead of my hair, he grabbed my other hand that I’d been resting on his hip.
It stunned me for a second because I’d never expected him to want to hold my hand.
He interlaced our fingers together, squeezing tightly in a gesture that felt surprisingly intimate.
I wasn’t used to intimate. Not in this way.
I shook the feeling off and focused on his dick instead.
Now wasn’t the time for me to start experiencing all sorts of internal weirdness. I was just there for sex and to make Will feel good, nothing more. And judging from the sounds he was making, I was doing a good job.
“Spread your legs for me,” I said. “I want to play with your ass.”
Will nodded again, letting go of my hand to spread his thighs wide. I ignored the sudden feeling of loss as he released my fingers and focused on nudging his legs where I wanted them.
“If it’s easier, you can roll over,” I said. “Whatever is most comfortable for you.”
“I… er… I don’t mind. What do you…” He trailed off, looking at me with uncertainty. I’d thought giving him an option might help, but now that he’d really started to give in to the idea of me taking the lead, the decision seemed to have thrown him.
“I want you like this,” I said, sitting back on my heels and running my finger down the inside of his thigh. “Just lift your legs for me and hook your arms underneath your knees. Good… show off your hole for me. Mmm, I can’t wait to be inside you.”
My cock throbbed as I looked down at Will, all spread out and on display for me.
His hole was rimmed with dark fur, and I was desperate for a taste.
I knew once I started, I wasn’t going to want to stop until I was buried deep inside him, hearing him moan and beg as I fucked him. And for that, I needed lube.
It was easy enough to retrieve the small bottle off my bedside table before returning to the bed and making myself comfortable between Will’s thighs.
I trailed kisses down his inner thighs, where the dark hair was softer and finer, until I reached his cock.
I gave it a teasing lick as I passed before laving my tongue over his balls. Will groaned, and I smiled to myself.
“If you want to stroke your cock while I get you ready, you can,” I said. “But only enough to keep you hard. You’re not allowed to get yourself off.”
“Is that an order?” Will asked.
“It’s a reminder. After all, you were the one who said you wanted my cock inside you when you came.
I’m just making sure you get that.” I shot him a wink before lowering my head to press a teasing kiss to the furled skin of his hole.
Will gasped and swore, but I didn’t give him any time to think before I began to eat him out, savouring the earthy taste of him.