Chapter Eighteen #6
“Gene,” Ethan whispered, as he dropped his head back, and let that feeling of heat envelope him. He was hitting that one spot, and it was making it so goddamn difficult to hold on.
Because he wanted to be in control, Gene moved, flipping Ethan onto his back. When he was over him, he stared down into his eyes.
“My turn,” he said, wanting to give Ethan all he could in that moment. Tonight would be a memory they’d share for the rest of their lives.
He began moving, and Ethan’s body was wracked with pleasure.
“Gene,” he whispered.
Yesterday seemed so far away when he was angry and upset with this man. Now, all he felt was undying adoration and love.
He took him hard, knowing how much Ethan loved to be fucked. As he did, his lover slipped from the edge, cumming.
“Oh, God!” he shouted, as he began erupting and cum landed all over his abs and chest.
Gene only stopped long enough to lap that stickiness from him and then return to the fuckery.
Ethan’s hands were clenched in the bedding as his man drove into him. It was like he was trying to climb into his body that way.
“Your ass, EJ,” he muttered. “So fucking good,” he said, perspiration dripping from his brow onto Ethans’ body as he took him.
Gene didn’t let up. He kept pounding into his ass, using all of his weight to go balls deep in him.
Ethan moaned.
“More,” he begged.
And Gene gave it to him.
He pulled all the way out, and drove all the way back into his ass, making Ethan buck in pleasure at the force.
While Gene loved this view, he wanted a different one.
Pulling out, he sat and pulled Ethan over his lap. That’s when he landed his hand on his cheek.
And the feral moan said it all.
Ethan was there for it.
“I can’t help but love this,” Gene admitted, as he pinked his man’s cheeks.
Blackhawk couldn’t speak. His body was wracked with so much pleasure as Gene landed swat after swat on his ass.
“Please,” he begged.
Oh, and Gene wanted more.
“I’m going to keep going until you cum,” he admitted, wanting to see if he could make that happen.
Ethan was close.
His ass stung, his balls hurt, and he was rubbing one off on his man’s thigh. At some point, he was going to lose it, because Gene was just too good at this.
Apparently, it wasn’t just when he wanted to be punished. This pleasure was something he craved all of the time.
Ethan’s body bucked, and when Gene landed another one to his ass, this time harder than before, it shoved Ethan off the edge, and he came so hard.
His body bucked in betrayal as his balls exploded, coating Gene’s thigh in his cum.
Both men moaned.
And Gene wanted more.
He wanted all.
Once more, he was feeling possessive, and he was going to take his ass not only as his partner, but as his other half.
“Headboard,” he muttered, his thighs sticky with the man’s cum.
And Ethan obeyed.
He braced himself, and when he felt the nudge, he opened for him. That’s when he was fucked gloriously.
“Oh, God!” Ethan shouted, as he felt Gene’s balls slapping against his body as he was taken.
From behind him, he was enjoying the view.
How could he not?
“Together,” Gene said, as he took Ethan’s ass and jerked him off at the same time.
When Ethan glanced over, he was given quite the view. He was able to watch Gene take his ass in the dresser mirror.
Oh, and it was the most erotic thing he’d ever seen in his whole life. It was when Gene caught his gaze in the mirror, and their eyes met, that it undid them both.
With one last slam home, Gene erupted, and Ethan was right behind him.
Cum went all over one of their pillows as Ethan’s body betrayed him.
Gene was the first to fall.
He landed on his side, his arm throbbing and his body empty. When Ethan went with him, he cuddled into his warmth.
And they rested.
It wasn’t long before Ethan went there. He knew Gene’s arm had to be incredibly sore. He was barely using it, and that told Ethan all he needed to know.
“Need a pill?” he asked, wanting to take care of him. “Is your arm hurting?”
Gene nodded.
“Please,” he whispered.
Getting up, he walked across the room to the dresser and grabbed a bottle of water and the pills. Pouring two into his hand, he walked them back to his man.
Gene took them, gratefully, and drained the whole bottle of water.
And he just laid there.
Since it was still early, and Ethan knew that Gene was NOT going to be able to stay awake after two pain pills, he opted to just spend some time with him until they kicked in.
He’d work while his man slept.
HIS HUSBAND.
So, Blackhawk grabbed the cake box and headed back to the bed. When he climbed on, he let Gene rest. Instead, he unwrapped a plastic fork that came with the cake and opened the box.
“I smell chocolate,” Gene said, finally opening his eyes.
It made Ethan laugh.
“It looks like a really delicious cake. Want a bite?” he asked, smiling at his man. “We should celebrate. That was some fine fuckery,” he added.
Gene glanced over at his words.
“Only that?” he asked.
Ethan forked the cake and fed Gene some of it.
“And the fact that we got married just without the paper,” he stated. “Did we?”
Gene ate the cake, and it was pretty damn good. What was even better was the conversation. He only had about twenty minutes before the pills kicked in.
So, he wanted to make sure he was clear.
“Yes. I told you that I didn’t need a paper, Ethan. I needed a vow. Did you mean what you said?” he asked.
Ethan took a bite of the cake and chewed.
“Yes.”
Gene laid there, not sure if he would lose it, or not. With Ethan, he moved at his own pace, and this was fast-forward, about as quickly as you could get.
They’d leapfrogged right to the goal, but he couldn’t help it. When Ethan ran, his brain demanded he find a way to lock him down.
It was caveman-ish, but he couldn’t help himself. The last thing he wanted was a runaway man.
Or a lost one.
Ethan fed him some more cake, and when a piece fell onto Gene’s chest, he ate it off of him.
“Are you preparing for a freakout?” Gene asked, needing to know.
Ethan nodded.
“Want to talk about it?” Gene asked, about to diminish what they did, even though he didn’t want to do that.
Ethan nodded.
“Someone finally found value in me enough to want to be mine,” he said softly. “I’m valuable to someone. I want to celebrate and weep at the same time.”
That was NOT what Gene expected.
The words made his heart hurt that the sweetest man he’d ever met carried that burden.
As a tear slipped down Ethan’s cheek, he saw that pain and wished he could wipe it away. His man had so much on his shoulders for so long.
“You were made for me, EJ. I just had to find you. Now that I have, we’re a couple. It’s us, baby, against the world.”
Ethan met his gaze.
“I have never wanted anything more than this,” he admitted, holding his hand up. “I know I said that I wanted to run the FBI one day, and I do, but I think that this was just something I pushed aside so it didn’t hurt to know that no one would ever find value in me.”
Gene sat up.
“I will always find value in you, EJ. You’re the most precious thing in my life.
There is NOTHING of more value than you.
I can’t fix what happened to you as a child, or I would, but I can show you how love feels.
I can give you all of me, and show you that you were always worthy.
Before you, I felt unworthy too. Now, we get to be worthy together. ”
That made him so happy.
Taking the fork from Ethan’s hand, he cut off a piece of the cake, and held it up for him.
“After you get married, you share cake,” he said. “To us, and to all of the years we have to grow stronger and better,” he said, feeding it to Ethan.
Then, he handed him the fork, teaching him how to love someone.
Ethan mimicked what he did, and cut off a piece of cake with lots of frosting because he knew it was Gene’s favorite part of a cake.
“To us, and the journey,” Ethan said. “I can’t wait to see where it takes us. You’re the best thing in my life, and I am grateful I’ve been given a good man who truly loves me.”
And he did.
Gene ate the forkful of cake and watched as his man put the cake container down and cuddled into the side of Gene so he could be held.
Gene tucked him into his body and nuzzled him as his man ran his fingers over the heart he’d drawn on his cast.
“Don’t ever let me go,” he whispered. “I need you to be mine, so I can find myself.”
That made him smile.
Yeah, he didn’t need to worry about Ethan running again. He was in for the long haul.
Gene kissed him on the temple.
He’s never letting him go.
Ethan Blackhawk could bet on that.
Forever.