Chapter 5
Chapter Five
CATO
I have no idea what I’m doing. My mind races while Tigo drives us back to the hotel. I’ve never slept with a man I’ve known less than twenty-four hours, but the more time we spent together tonight, the more I warmed to the idea. I only wish I knew more about hookup etiquette.
“Did you change your mind?” Tigo asks.
“Um, no. Why do you ask?”
“I can feel your nerves from here.”
A shaky laugh leaves my lips. “Out of my element. That’s all.”
“We’re both new at this.” He squeezes my hand. “We’ll navigate it together.”
“Perfect.”
My decision is set by the time we reach the hotel parking lot, but my nerves are still wrecked. Normally when you date someone, you have time to learn what turns them on and what doesn’t. What their preference in bed is, what is off-limits.
Tigo stops the car, twisting in his seat to face me. “Ready?”
I nod. “Yes.”
As we walk through the grounds to my room, Tigo reaches for my hand, and I give it. We pause, hearing a muffled sound behind a tree as we approach. Tigo protectively puts his arm around my waist.
“Who’s there?” Tigo calls out.
The worker from earlier peers out from behind the tree. “Shit, man. It’s you.”
“Oscar? What are you doing?”
Oscar sees me and cringes. “Dude. This guest is after me.”
“The same guy from earlier?” I ask.
“That’s the one. Saw me at the bar and lost his shit again.”
“What did you do now?” Tigo asks.
“Nothing, I swear.” He lifts his hands, looking over his shoulder. “He thinks I was flirting with his wife, but this time, I swear, I wasn’t. I was just being friendly.”
“You need to tell Howie and lay low.”
“Nah, man. I have a job to do. I’ll just avoid the bar.” He focuses on us again. “Have fun tonight.” He scrambles off in the opposite direction, leaving Tigo shaking his head.
“That guy is a piece of work. Heart of gold, but untameable. I can’t wait for him to meet the person willing to try. It’s gonna be fun to watch.”
“I witnessed his run-in earlier.”
“I believe him that he wasn’t flirting. He always admits his deeds. We affectionately call him Chaos around here.”
“Sounds fitting.”
When we arrive at the room, I unlock it and stand to the side for Tigo to pass. He slides his flip-flops off, so I do the same. We stand in the sitting room for a few seconds, both of us seemingly unsure how to start.
“We should check out your patio,” Tigo thankfully offers. “It’s really nice out there. I can order some wine from the bar too.”
“That sounds nice. I’m gonna freshen up real quick.”
“Great.”
In the bathroom, I splash water on my face. I’ve been with the same guy for two years, but the last three months have been a barren desert. This is exactly what I need to get back on the horse and move on. I would happen to find the hottest man in San Diego. No pressure.
When I come out, Tigo is on the patio. The doors are open and the breeze is filling the room. It’s perfect. I step out to find a bottle of wine and two glasses. Tigo smiles at me as I sit beside him.
“A toast?” Tigo questions, lifting his glass.
“Sure.”
“To starlit skies, warm beaches, and smashing comfort zones.”
Laughing, I clink his glass. “I’ll drink to that.”
We drink quietly for a few minutes, allowing the tension to build between us.
“If I can be bold,” Tigo starts quietly. “That kiss was fantastic.”
A flutter in my stomach catches me by surprise. “For me too.”
“Good.” He stands, walking forward to lean on the railing. After a moment, I follow him. He turns to look at me, not hesitating to lean in for another kiss. Thank god the man knows what to do.
We stumble inside, falling onto the bed, me beneath Tigo. The kiss is somehow even better and more intense than the one on the beach. The tentative exploration is gone, and Tigo is doing a fantastic job giving me a preview of what’s to come.
We tug at our clothes, pausing our kiss just long enough to pull our shirts off. Tigo’s flesh feels hot and soft under my fingers. He moans as he kisses, grinding his hips into mine. Without words, he breaks away, focused on unbuttoning my shorts.
“This okay?”
I nod, barely able to see him through the lust-haze surrounding me. I blink, not wanting to miss a thing this beautiful man does.
He gets my shorts open and tugs them down, taking my briefs with them.
When my erection breaks free and slaps against my stomach, Tigo smiles.
He still doesn’t talk as he takes my cock in his hand and teases the tip with his tongue.
A sharp exhale escapes me, breathing out trapped memories of boring sex with Kyle.
Tigo’s hands move across my torso, playing with my nipples as he sucks my length down his throat. I throw my head back, arching into his touch as his hands rub up and down my thighs.
“You taste nice,” Tigo whispers. “Can you flip over?”
I nod, knowing I’ll do anything this man asks me to.
I flip, watching him with heavy eyes as he strips out of his shorts.
Now that’s a body that should always be naked.
Wow. He has a nice dusting of hair on his arms and chest, down to his belly, and a colorful tattoo of something I can’t make out over his right pec.
He gives his dick a few slow strokes while gazing at me.
“What’s your threshold like? Do you like a soft, medium, or hard fuck?” He steps closer, his eyes hungrily taking me in. “Or am I the one getting fucked? You tell me, Cato. I’ll go either way.”
“Jesus.” I breathe out the word. “I want you to pound me so hard my insides ache.”
A slow smile pulls at his lips. “I can deliver.” He gets on the bed with me. “By the way, you’re fucking beautiful.”
“So are you.”
Tigo straddles my back, facing away from me, and pulling my legs apart. “Whoa. Wow. This is…gorgeous.” He drags a finger over my entrance, sending shivers through me. “May I?”
“Wh-what?”
“Taste?”
“Fuck. Yes. Please.”
Tigo spreads my ass cheeks apart, and instead of feeling self-conscious over being so exposed, I’m excited about what I’m going to experience with him. He dives in, melting me with his hot tongue as he licks and nibbles over my hole.
“Fuuuuck,” Tigo moans. “Delicious.” He goes at me again, immersing me in long and fast, slow and frantic, absolutely perfect worship of my hole. He slides a finger in, biting my ass cheek. “I can’t wait to be inside you. I can feel you clench around my finger. You’re amazing, Cato.”
I nod into the pillow, unable to speak. Tigo continues pleasuring my entrance until I’m writhing across the bedding and moaning.
“Turn around, baby. I want to see you.”
I do as instructed, gasping as he straddles me again, this time scooting up so I can get his impressive cock in my mouth.
His strong body above me is overwhelming, but in a really good way, like finding out you sold a story or came into some extra money.
I run my fingers over his abs, sucking and licking the base of his cock.
Tigo smiles, carding his fingers through my hair.
“I want to be inside of you so badly,” he says, now brushing his fingers across my cheek. “Are you ready?”
Nodding, I press my tongue into his slit, lapping up the precum he gives. Tigo moans, fucking slowly into my mouth for a few strokes.
“You’re too talented. I don’t want to come like this.”
I let him slide out of my mouth.
“Do you have lube and condoms?”
I squeeze my eyes shut as my brain reminds me of the original purpose for this weekend.
“Hey,” Tigo says softly. “You okay?”
“Totally. I’m fantastic. I have them both. Top front pocket of my suitcase.”
“Do we need to slow down? I’d be happy without going all the way.”
“I’m good. I swear.”
He nods, leaning down for a quick kiss. He gets out of bed, digging in my suitcase while I admire his tight ass. I would very much like to bury my face there someday. Someday? I’ll never see him again after this weekend.
“These are nice.” Tigo holds up the sheer briefs I brought.
“Thanks. A last-ditch attempt to woo someone who didn’t want me.”
“His loss.” He stalks over to the bed. “He didn’t deserve to see you in these.”
“No.”
“I’d like to think I will by morning.”
“You’re well on your way.”
Tigo tosses the lube and a condom on the bed, then attacks my mouth again.
We kiss, rubbing our bodies together, and the longer we do, the faster memories of Kyle fade.
Tigo twists around abruptly, sucking my cock again and positioning his gorgeous ass right in front of my face.
I don’t ask for permission before diving in and making out with his hole.
He pulls my legs up, moaning as he slides a finger into me. It’s been so long since I’ve indulged in a bout of rimming. It’s not something every guy likes, but thank goodness Tigo does because his ass is divine.
“Fuck, you feel amazing,” he moans as he slides another finger in me. “You’re so soft and warm. Damn, baby.”
“I want you in me, but I can’t get off your ass.”
“There’s always tomorrow.”
“Yeah.”
He swings around, gazing down at me. I expect him to say something, but he just grabs the condom and slides it on. This is it. His eyes are questioning as he rubs lube on my hole, so I nod in silent agreement.
When I feel the head of his cock press against me, I exhale, allowing him to slowly fill me. Oh, Jesus fucking…the sting is intense, but fortunately, it subsides quickly, allowing me to relax into the mattress.
“Damn,” Tigo whispers before blowing out a slow breath. “Fuck, your hole is heaven.”
I nod, gripping his forearms.
“You good?”
“Yes. More.”
“By all means.”
Tigo gives me exactly what I ask for, pounding into me with a force that leaves me a moaning mess. Hovering above me, he holds my gaze as his hair falls in his face and sweat collects on his brow. He is a spectacular man.
“You like my cock?” he grunts.
“Love.”
“I think your hole was made for it. Perfect fit.”