16. CHAPTER 16
16
IVAN
“Oh god,” Tyler moans as I swallow him down whole. I have no gag reflex, so taking him as deep as possible is not a problem. I love sucking dick. It’s like a sensory pleasure, focusing my brain away from its usual busy format.
I remove my mouth and stare up at Ty, who is literally only holding on by the tape he is bound by. His brow and upper chest glisten with sweat, his body limp like a noodle, melting into the door as he enjoys my mouth. I knew he wanted this. I wish he was fully naked right now, spread out on the bed, ready for me to take over his body in ways he’s never experienced before. But I don’t have time tonight. I stick out my tongue and rub the piercing salaciously up and down the side of his cock, before teasing it over the tip. Rolling it back and forth. My spit drips off him, making his dick look beautiful and shiny, getting closer to the finale.
I slowly move both my hands up the back of his thighs before grabbing a handful of his ass cheek in each palm. Fuck me, his ass is plump. Meaty. As I massage the flesh, I swallow his length again and valiantly show him who's boss at sucking dick.
“Fuck…shit…ahhh,” he cries, pumping his hips forward, chasing that ending.
I moan around his cock, enjoying the flavor. I can almost smell his cum before it arrives.
“Ivan…I’m, I’m cumminggggg,” he wails just as he fills my mouth with the best tasting cum I’ve ever had. I moan again as I eat it up, little spurts follow as his body shakes post orgasm. I reluctantly pull away and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand as I watch his now drenched body try to catch his breath. He’s a masterpiece of a man.
I rise to my feet and rest both my forearms on the door at either side of his head, caging him in. His eyes closed, his mouth parted. He looks so high I feel like a fucking king.
I lick a line from his collarbone, up his neck until I reach his pretty lips. The mix of cum and sweat on my tongue sends thrills through my taste buds. Without warning, I slam my lips on his and forcefully part his lips with my tongue, thrusting it deep into his mouth, tangling his tongue with mine. He responds with a moan straight away as we massage each other with fierceness and passion that only makes me more addicted. The kiss becomes a process of claiming on my part, ensuring that he knows this will never be done. I won’t be able to give his taste up. Maybe Dima had the right idea with Seb and kidnapping him, making sure Seb knew where he belonged.
My own dick starts to protest at being left in the confines of my pants. I don’t think it could be any harder, but if I took it out now, I would end up fucking him, and I want to take my time when that day arrives.
I end the kiss and take a couple of steps back before grabbing my phone from my jean pocket, and opening the camera. I need documentation of this. The flash on my phone awakens Ty from his orgasmic haze, and he frowns at me.
“What are you taking pictures of me for?”
“So I can look at them later as I rub one out. Don’t be embarrassed, you look hot.”
“Please, Ivan. I don’t want anyone to see them. Please delete them,” he pleads, which pisses me off. I walk over and grab him around the neck, annoyed that he’d think I would show anyone pictures of him like this.
“Let's get one thing straight, sweetheart. I’m the only one allowed from now on to see you naked and pleasure you. No one, and I mean no one, will ever see your skin bare. I swear, Ty, you disobey me and I will rip their eyes out and make you watch. Your body is mine. Do you understand?”
“I…”
“Do you fucking understand?” I snarl, my face in his, ready to take him on.
He swallows hard and watches me before nodding.
“Yes,” he whispers.
“Good. Don’t question me again. I don’t share. Ever.”
“Okay,” he says, and I relax. Good. That’s what I wanted to hear.
Using the knife, I remove the tape binding his hands above the door and watch him closely as he rubs and rolls his shoulders that must burn like a bitch. I try to read his facial expressions as he clumsily pulls up his pants with urgency. He doesn’t look up at me, I’d say he is actively avoiding eye contact with me. He is either shy or ashamed by what just happened, and neither of those things bother me. What bothers me is that I haven’t got a full read on the catalog of emotions he possesses.
“What's with the face?” I ask, impatient to know what he is thinking. His back straightens as he finally looks me in the eye.
“Don’t act dumb, Ivan,” he says as he buttons up his shirt.
“I don’t act in anything, now answer the fucking question. Are you sulking?”
“Are you fucking kidding me? You just waltzed into my home, tied me up and…and…assaulted me!”
The booming laugh that leaves me makes Ty flinch, he looks bemused by my response. He has a lot to learn.
“Not that it matters, but I never heard you say no, in fact, you asked me to suck your cock, I seem to remember you begging for it.”
“Only because you told me to!”
“So you lied? You didn’t want me to suck your cock?”
“Stop trying to manipulate my words.”
“How can I manipulate your words, if it's what you said?”
“You’re such a psycho, Ivan. You know what you’re fucking doing. Is this how you play every guy you wanna fuck?”
“No.”
Now this face I can read, his clenched jaw, the deep scowl on his forehead. I know he wants to hit me right now, and it's such a fucking rush. I love seeing him wound up like this, fiery. So different from the composed professional he shows in his daily life.
“I want a kiss before I go.”
“You’re deluded,” he says as I stalk toward him and back him up against the door. I grip his wrists to the side of his body. I know he’s strong enough to try and push me away, to try and fight me off, but he doesn’t. I take the kiss without further question and he tries to bite my lip.
“That shit only turns me on, Ty,” I say against his lip before thrusting my tongue into his mouth. My eyes roll into the back of my head at the contact with his tongue. Long, languid strokes filled with desire and fire. The kiss deepens, and Ty completely hands himself over to me. His whimpers make my cock sing. I’ve been hard since I got here and I can’t wait to relieve myself when I get home. I pull away and leer at his dazed face. Not a look of a man who hated what I’ve done to him.
“I’ll see you tomorrow.” I move away from him and he moves from the door so I can leave and collect my jacket from the living room. He timidly walks behind me, and just as I’m about to leave, he stops me.
“Please don’t tell anyone what happened, Ivan. I could lose my job.”
“Your boss won’t fire you, Ty.”
“You don’t know him so how would you know that?”
“Because I’ll kill him if he does,” I say as I turn, and leave Tyler open mouthed by my confession.
I get outside into the freezing cold, that I’ve still not acclimatized to yet, and walk to my car. The thing about my work is, over the years you learn how to protect yourself, watch your back. That's why I know without even looking behind me that someone is following me. I saw the shadow just outside Tyler's apartment complex, but I’m acting like I don’t know he’s there. I look to the side as I pass all the shops and businesses and see in the reflection of the glass a figure behind me, only a few feet away, walking in time with my steps. What a fucking idiot, this guy has obviously never stalked anyone before or been trained to. I slow my steps as we get closer to my car, and decide to see who this asshole is. I suddenly stop and whirl around fast to face whoever this guy is, he is paying so little attention to the action that he nearly bumps into me. I grab him by the collar of his coat and slam him into the nearest wall. Wide eyes greet me and I grin at the guy as I slowly start to recognize him.
“Timmy, Timmy, Timmy. Now why oh why are you following me so far from home?”
Tim is Kai’s mother’s “friend”, who tried to take Dima and Lev on when we went over to help Kai get away from the gang. And his mother. This fucker is a cop, and for some reason is obsessed with us. It's cute and amusing that he thinks he can take us down. He knows what powers we have and how the police here are in our pocket. What he’s trying to achieve, I don’t know. But it’ll be fun to find out.
“Get your hands off me. This is assault, I can arrest you for this.”
I let go of him and step back.
“It's an offence to stalk someone. I guess it was you outside our house taking pictures the other day?”
“You all think you're so clever. Like you’re some powerhouse that can’t be touched. Nobody is above the law,” he sneers, and I chuckle.
“If you think that, then you’re more naive than I thought and probably not a very good cop. Actually, I know you're not a very good cop. Do you have any idea how to work undercover? Kai could’ve done a better job.”
“You’ve corrupted that poor kid.”
“No, we’ve liberated him from his controlling mother and weirdass boyfriend.”
“I’m her friend.”
“And I don’t give a fuck,” I say as I move closer to him and place my mouth against his ear.
“As much as this amuses me, don’t mistake it for compliance, Timmy. I see you again, and it won’t be pretty.”
“Are you threatening me?”
“Ah so you do have a brain? It's not a threat. Stay away from our business, Timmy.”
“It’s Tim.”
“No, Tim suits a man. You’re a little boy, Timmy, who will never know how to play with the big guys.”
“I will get you all. You’ll spend the rest of your lives inside. I promise.”
“And I promise you’ll be burnt to ash before that happens. That's after you’ve screamed your last breath in pain. Now fuck off back home,” I say before turning and walking to my car. I can’t believe this asshole is stalking around here. Jules will be so pleased when he finds out.
When I arrive back home, Jules, Lev, Dima and Kai are in the kitchen chatting, before going quiet when I walk in.
“Why are you all looking at me?” I ask.
“How’d the date go?” Dima asks, and I quickly remember Ty all tied up and blissed out.
“Perfect.”
“Perfect as in he will be at work here tomorrow?” Lev asks.
“Yes, You really should have more faith in me, but I have other news which is more important. When I left Tyler’s, a guy was following me, and it's the same guy who was here taking pictures,” I look over to Jules, who has his arm around Kai’s shoulders.
“It’s Timmy,” I say, and it takes a few seconds for it to register with Kai before Jules’ face contorts into a murderous glare.
“Tim? What the fuck does he want?” Jules shouts as Kai rubs his arm, looking surprisingly unbothered by this.
“He wants to get proof to take us all down and send us to prison. It was quite cute how angry he was.”
“I knew we should’ve made the fucker disappear,” Lev says.
“What did you say to him?” Dima asks.
“Just warned him he’ll be dead before anything could happen, but I think the guy has been watching too many hero cop shows. I’m pretty sure he’s gonna continue.”
“I’ll visit the bastard myself,” Jules says before Dima puts his hand up to stop him.
“No you won’t. We’ll deal with this properly like any other situation.”
I look over at Kai who is, as usual, covered in love bites. His eyes remain on the ground, and while he’s not the most talkative guy, he’s quieter than usual.
“Kai, why are you so quiet? Do you know something?” I ask, and Jules spins so fast to look at him he nearly loses his balance.
Kai looks at me and I can tell instantly he’s been hiding something. This will not end well.
“I thought I saw him last week, and he’s been messaging, asking to meet.”
“He what!” Jules booms.
“This is why I didn’t say anything. I ignored him. I just didn’t want you angry and doing something stupid, Jules.”
“Angry? Oh I’m beyond fucking angry, Kai. We’re gonna talk.”
“There's nothing to talk about, he just wants to make things go back to normal with my mom,” Kai says, which really is not the reason.
“No, he most likely wants to manipulate you or blackmail you for intel, Kai,” Dima says as Jules grabs Kai by the arm.
“We’re getting out of here,” Jules says as he drags Kai out of the kitchen, heading down the garden path to their home.
“What do you wanna do?” Lev asks Dima.
“Let's see what his next move is. Now that we know it's him, we can keep a better eye out. We have to be careful though, he’s still a cop.”
“Cops can have accidents,” I say, excited at the thought of tearing Timmy apart. He emanates the vibe of a screamer and bleeder.
“Ivan, calm down. This isn’t a game. We have to be smart about this,” Dima warns, but I look at Lev who has the same craving shining in his eyes that I have. Violence.
“You should include Aaron in this one, Lev. It will do him good,” I say.
“I don’t need advice on Aaron, Ivan.”
“Lev, the guy needs an outlet. His breakdowns are getting more frequent. Trust me, it will help him, plus imagine the rewards of the sex after?” I say.
“I’ll smash your face in if you mention Aaron and sex again,” Lev warns.
“No you won’t, I’m stronger and meaner than you.”
“Delusional, more like,” he mumbles.
“We both know the truth, Lev. It's okay not to be the best at everything,” I tease as Dima laughs.
“Get out of here Ivan, before he kills you.”
“Night boys!” I shout over my shoulder before heading to bed so I can rub my dick to images of my sexy Ty.