Chapter 25
Derek
I can’t believe this fucking meeting took so long. Of course a critical bug had to happen tonight of all nights! Ugh.
I take a pull from my cigarette and channel my most professional voice. “Yes, I assure you, all systems are working fine now. I just got off a call with the engineers,” I tell Alexander again, wishing this day to be over.
He huffs, but thanks me and hangs up. Fucking finally!
I take another pull and extinguish the rest of my cigarette into the ashtray I’m holding.
What time is it even? I glance at my phone screen.
Shit, it’s past midnight. The exhibition is over and I have zero calls from Daniel, so he must be home and asleep already.
I rub my forehead and grab my jacket, heading out as I turn off the lights. Shit. I really wanted to tal—
“Hi…” a shadowy figure says from the door.
I jump, my heart trying to launch into space. I stagger backwards, pressing my back against the wall. Or where the wall should be, but I miscalculate the distance and end up falling on my ass. “Jesus Christ!”
There’s an audible gasp and movement as I scurry to turn the lights back on. The moment I do, my heart beats like a wild beast for an entirely different reason.
Daniel rushes over, apology written all over his pretty face. “Shit, sorry for scaring you. Are you okay?”
He offers me his hand. I take it, but instead of letting him help me up to my feet, I pull him down. He yelps and lands in my lap, his breathing agitated.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” I demand, confused but also happy to see him.
The smile drops from his face. “Shit. I shouldn’t have come? Sorry. I just… You left, and you never came back and I really wanted to see you and talk, but…” He pins his gaze on the floor. “Sorry for bothering you while you’re working… I’ll go home. We can talk tomorrow.”
He tries to stand up, but I don’t let him go, pulling him closer to me instead. “Where do you think you are going?”
“Out of your way,” he says meekly, whispering almost.
“Who said you were in my way?”
His eyes finally meet mine, twinkling with hope like stars in the night sky. “You didn’t come back… And then my phone died and I couldn’t call you.”
Ah, that explains why there was no word from him. “How did you get here?”
The corners of his lips tilt up as he waves an access card at me. It’s Adams. “I got help from a friend.”
I smirk, shaking my head. That fox really can’t keep his nose out of other people’s business.
But it’d be a lie to say I wasn’t thankful.
He sent my little cute artist right to me as if he knew it’s the only thing that could fix my evening after the almost disaster we barely avoided.
The stupid bug could’ve been the end for both Alexander’s company and Salinger Tech.
Inhaling Daniel’s addictive scent, I hug him tightly. My body relaxes immediately, tension leaving me in waves. My cock hardens, suddenly craving the heat of his body. His presence is like a balm to my nerves, calming and titillating at the same time.
“I missed you,” I confess, kissing his neck.
“And I’m sorry for being a lying piece of shit.
I know it’s not an excuse, but I thought it was the only way to tie you to me.
I was afraid you might leave, and I wanted to trap you.
It probably doesn’t make sense to you, but it seemed like the only way to make someone as bright and nice as you part of my shitty, fucked-up world. ”
I mean every word. I feel awful for what I did to the one person that brings joy and excitement to my day. I’ve had enough time to reflect, and while I am happy Daniel was willing to choose me even if he thought doing so was getting between me and Adam, what I did is unfair to him.
“You are right. You shouldn’t have lied to me. But I’m not as pure or innocent as you think I am, Derek. I was willing to be with you, fully aware you weren’t single. I was willing to do anything so that you wouldn’t leave me. So, we are even.”
I nuzzle my nose along his neck, letting his sweet scent engulf me.
“From now on, no lies. I promise. You and me… I want us to be a team. A real one. I… I’ve never met a person like you, Daniel.
You make everything ten times better, you make me want to be better, you make me believe there is still good in the world.
God, do you know how many years it’s been since I touched a pencil?
You made me do that too, and you didn’t judge me or bring me down or laugh at me. ”
“Because I know that deep down you love it and miss it. I won’t push you, but I’d love for you to reconcile with that part of yourself.
I think you’d love that, too. I know you’ve taken up the role of an asshole, but I’m telling you that you are in a position where you don’t have to maintain it anymore.
You can be ambitious, stern, goal-oriented, but you can also let yourself be nice to people. You can put a bit more trust in them.”
“I don’t know about that.” I laugh into his skin. “Look how I screwed up and almost ruined us.”
“But you didn’t. You realized your mistake and reflected.
And now you will grow from that.” His hands cradle my face, stroking it fondly.
“I’m not asking for immediate change. That would be silly.
But little by little, you can show the world the real you.
And I’ll be with you every step of the way. ”
We kiss, his lips wet and hungry. He welcomes me inside his mouth, desperate and greedy to taste me. My dick strains inside my pants, needing to feel him. I melt into the kiss, let him take charge until the beast within me awakens fully, starved and ready to pounce.
“Fuck. I’m really turned on,” he whispers into my ear, nibbling on the tip. “I’ve been so lonely these past few weeks. My fingers aren’t enough. You’ve trained me so well only your dick can make me come.”
I growl, catching fire. In one fluid motion, I pin him down to the floor, caging him under my body. He looks up at me, licking his lips in an erotic invitation. “I want to suck you. Please, Derek.”
How can I say no when he’s pleading so nicely? But I’m dying to taste him too, so I decide to teach him a new trick.
I slip my hand under his clothes and drag my fingers down his abs until I’m grasping the base of his cock. The tip is already wet and his hips buck when I give his shaft a slow but firm stroke.
“Derek,” he whines, making puppy eyes at me. “Please.”
I cease the movement of my hand, fingering his slit. “You want to be a good boy for me, don’t you?”
“Yes…”
“I’ll teach you something new today.” I hum, sliding down his body and kissing any part I can get to. “Clothes off.”
Sitting up, I rid myself of mine and watch in awe as he rushes to get naked for me. His pink nipples are erect from the chilly air, taunting me to touch them. Unable to resist, I lean down and take one into my mouth as I rub and pinch the other one with my hand.
“Fuck… yes,” Daniel moans, his lovely cries of pleasure fueling the need within me.
Once I’ve satisfied my urge to make his nipples even harder, I reposition myself so my head is above his crotch and my cock is hanging over his face.
“Oh fuck,” he groans when he catches up to what we are about to do.
“Oh fuck, indeed. Now be a good boy and show me how much you missed my cock while I do the same.”
I go down on him, taking his hard length into my mouth.
He whimpers, a moan dying in his throat as he swallows me to the root.
He loves sucking me, and he’s gotten amazing at it.
I hit the back of his throat, seeing stars, and then he starts moving his head, causing me to shake and struggle to maintain my position above him from how good it feels.
Fighting the need to just let go and fuck his mouth, I tongue his slit before I take him deeper.
His body bucks under mine, enjoying the flood of pleasure as I work his cock.
Tightening my lips around it, I suck hard and fast, loving the way my efforts make him shiver and moan.
I also play with his balls, rolling them between my fingers.
When Daniel starts pleading for more, I slick two fingers with saliva and find his hole. It’s clenching and unclenching, begging to be fucked. I love how shameless his body is, it turns me on to no end.
“Please… I want to feel you inside me.”
“Mm, so impatient,” I muse, teasing him as I rub the tips around his entrance.
“It feels so empty,” he complains, his words slurred as he keeps sucking on my cock.
I decide to tease him a bit more, this time with words as I continue to hover around his hole. “If you missed me so much, why didn’t you call? I love to watch you do as I say.”
“I was busy with the art classes. And…” He pushes his ass out, trying to get my fingers inside him. “Video stuff makes me really horny. But you weren’t here to fuck me, so I’d be walking with a constant hard-on.”
I imagine that. Daniel teaching art as he struggles to think straight. As his body demands my touch. “That would be so hot. I think we should try it.”
“Not if you are away and can’t fuck me in the evening. I need your fat cock. My fingers aren’t enough.”
His confession causes a surge of heat to my core. I finally take pity on him, giving his hole what it craves as I push my digits inside. It’s hot and greedy, immediately inviting me deeper.
I’m still sucking on his dick as I start pumping. His hips shake and his mouth moans around my cock, heightening my pleasure. It no time I’m dying to be inside him, needing that wet heat to envelop me and milk me dry.
“Maybe I’ll get you a dildo,” I say, taking my fingers out. He grunts in protest, his hole clenching. “One modeled after my dick. That way even if I’m not around, you can satisfy yourself.”
“Hmm, but I like the real thing more.”
Smiling at the sentiment, I reposition us on the nearby couch. Daniel lies on his back, one leg relaxed and the other held up by my hand. My cock is wet from his mouth, but I locate a packet of lube from my discarded pants and give it an extra dose of slickness.
As I line up the tip, he starts playing with his nipples. Watching him gets me even harder, if that’s possible. I press the head of my cock to his hole, rubbing but not pushing inside.
“You are not allowed to touch your dick, little artist. Today I want you to come just from how good it feels to have my cock in your ass. Can you do that for me?”
His eyes glass over, and his nostrils flare. “Yes… Please. I promise I won’t touch myself.”
I lean down and press a kiss to his shoulder. “Such a good boy. Always wishing to please me.”
“I love pleasing you,” he whispers, arching up his back as he tries yet again to get what he wants.
But I keep teasing him just with the tip, wanting to drag out his pleasure so he sees stars when I finally let him come. “As you should. I’ve trained you so well.”
He wiggles his ass, growing desperate. “You need to train me some more. Like, right now.”
I throw him a stern look, fighting a smile.
“Please. Remind me that I am your bitch. I promise I’ll be good.”
For a while longer, I tease him, rubbing and pressing but not giving him what his body is begging me for. He gets agitated, promising to wake me up with a blowjob in the morning. I like the sound of that, so I decide to reward him.
Slowly, I slide inside him, holding his leg up so his hole stays as stretched as possible. I watch as I sink inside inch by inch, the view mesmerizing. He’s eating me up so nicely. “I wish you could see how desperate your pretty hole is for me.”
“You can record it. Next time.”
A thrill crawls under my skin. “Yeah? Do you want to see yourself being fucked, Daniel?”
“Yesss,” he moans, pushing against me to meet my thrust. “Fuck, that would be so hot.”
I agree, already deciding to have a set up ready for next time. I can think of many fun uses for such videos. Maybe we could even post them somewhere, let other people see how much my sexy little artist loves to please me.
“Derek… Harder, please. Make me come.”
His plea clutches my chest. His word is my command, even if I like to take my time giving him what he wants. But I only do it because I want to make it better for him, because he deserves to be worshiped.
“You are so needy tonight.” I kiss his calf. “I love it.”
“It’s been a while. Next time, take me on your business trip so you can keep me well-fucked.”
I freeze, halting my movements. That’s actually a great idea. I don’t know why I didn’t think of it. “Deal. I hope you like traveling. I’m gonna fuck you at least once in every country before we enter our thirties.”
He laughs, and it’s loud and free, and it floods my heart with joy. “Deal. I wanted to travel the world anyway and draw all the pretty places I come across.”
I start moving again, upping my pace, chasing the heat and friction his body is offering me. It feels amazing, so tight and wet and perfect. His muscles contract around me, pushing me closer and closer to the edge. I don’t think I’ll last much longer.
“What about your classes?” I grit out, my inhales and exhales coming faster and shallower.
“They are online. I can do them from anywhere.” He lifts his head, a delirious smile stretching his kissable lips. “If it means I get to travel with you and not miss out on sex, I’ll figure it out.”
I snap my hips, penetrating him as deep as I can. I tag his prostate, and he lets out an obscene moan, which only fuels the desire inside me. I want to make him scream my name as he comes, to unravel him until he’s a boneless mess in my arms.
Blood thrumming, I fuck Daniel fast and hard, no longer in control of myself. My body moves on its own, knowing exactly what he needs, how to make him sing those lovely sounds of pleasure.
“Fuck, I’m close…” His heat tightens around me. I ram harder. “Yes, fuuuck. That’s it. Fuck, Derek…”
He comes, squeezing me tight. It’s all I need to climax as well, shouting as I spill inside him.
I keep pounding him as we both shake, our orgasms tangled together just like our bodies.
The aftershocks zap me pleasantly, like a hum of electricity living under my skin.
Eventually, I slow down, changing my thrusts from fast and greedy, to deliberate ones which aim to imprint the feel of my cock inside Daniel’s body.
We are still panting by the time I slip out.
I rush over to the bathroom attached to my office, wet a cloth and wipe the mess we’ve made before I lie down next to Daniel and wrap him in my arms. We are in my office, so we’ll need to go home at some point, but for the time being we both seem content to just hold each other and lazily kiss as I whisper I love, and he whispers it back.