Chapter 17 #2
“You fucker.” Mason wiped his cheek, twisted around, and sat on Tate’s face. “Or you’re going to lick my fucking balls, ass wipe.” He bounced a few times, laughter erupting from him.
“Dude.” Ace chortled. “I don’t think he can breathe.”
Jett appeared with a bouncer in tow. “That’s the man who attacked my brother-in-law.” He pointed at Tate, cocked his head and said, “Mason, what the hell are you doing?”
“Tea bagging, a new kind of face wash.” Mason jumped off Tate and twisted to face us. “Didn’t have my gloves with me.”
Tate sucked in a deep breath. “What the hell is wrong with you people?”
“Come on, you’re eighty-sixed.” The bouncer grabbed Tate’s arm, lifting him, as Ace crawled off him and stood.
Tugging his shirt down, Tate asked, “Are you crazy?”
I stepped toward him, swelling my chest. “My brother sure as hell is. You don’t fuck with a Hopkins.” God, I loved my bro.
Glaring at Ezra, Tate hissed, “You were shitty in bed and such a disappointment. No wonder your parents hate you.”
Ezra hung his head, and his shoulders curled in.
“Babe, it’s not true. You know that.” I hooked my arms around his shoulders and drew him into my chest, kissing his hair. Throwing a glare at Tate, I shouted, “He’s a much better man than you’ll ever be.”
“We’ll see about that.” With a huff, Tate followed the bouncer out of the bar.
“Hey, you okay?” I brushed my fingers over the back of Ezra’s soft hair.
All the guys gathered round, with Archer and Leo bringing up the rear.
“What the hell happened?” Archer asked, his face flushed and hair mussed.
“Mason and Ace here took down Ezra’s ex, the one who’s been stalking them.” Jett smirked. “You missed quite a show.”
“Where the hell were you, Carlson? I mean, Ace and I had it covered, but…” Mason’s eyes grew wide as Archer peeked at Leo and his cheeks reddened.
“You were fucking in the men’s room?” Mason barked out a laugh, throwing his head back. “Jesus Christ, I can’t take you guys anywhere.”
“Even after all these years, we’ve still got it.” Leo beamed at Archer, then kissed his knuckles.
Ezra lifted his head, a slow chuckle rising from his throat. “I…damn, you guys are the best. You’re actually making me laugh about a fight with Tate.”
“He’s not worth getting upset over, Ezra.” Mason patted Ezra’s shoulder. “Don’t let a guy like that get you down.”
“He’s right, babe.” I stared at Ezra. What had I just called him? Had my brother and his friends worn off on me?
With a warm grin, Ezra tucked into my side, his arms hooking around my waist. “Thank you. All of you.” His gaze rose to meet mine. “Babe.”
“I think this calls for another celly. Fuck U of A.” Mason grabbed Jett’s hand and led him toward the bar. With a wave behind him, he said, “Come on, guys.”
After more dancing and teasing on the dancefloor, we left everyone and Ubered home. As I opened the door to my apartment, Ezra shoved me inside and pinned me against the wall, pressing his already hard cock against mine through our jeans.
His kisses came in hot and heavy, nipping at my lips and sliding his tongue across mine. “Fuck, want you.” He kneaded my pecs with one hand while squeezing my ass with the other.
With a sharp moan, I tilted my head back, giving access to my neck and rutting against him, my fingers digging into the round muscles of his ass. What a fine ass it was, and it was all mine tonight.
Pinching my nipple through my shirt, he whimpered and sucked the sensitive skin on my neck, then trailed his tongue over the mark. “Want you to fuck me.”
Shivers swept my heated skin. “Can’t wait.” Were we about to do it in the hallway? Evan was out with his girl for the night…
Unfastening my jeans, he plunged his hand into my briefs, stroking my aching cock. “Want to suck you first.”
“Hell yeah.” Leaning against the wall, I straddled him. I’d never seen him so aggressive. I liked it.
Dropping to his knees, he worked my cock out and engulfed it, taking it to the back of his hot, wet throat. With a hum, he pumped my shaft.
“Oh, fucking hell.” Sensation swirled inside me, lodging in my balls. I fought to breathe and rocked my hips, fucking his mouth, my hands clutching his hair.
As pleasure came in waves, I bit my lower lip. I had to hold on. There was so much more planned for tonight.
Bobbing his head on my cock, he peeked at me and then pulled off with a slurp. “Bedroom, now.”
“Hell yes.” Grabbing his hand, I lifted him, and we jogged into the bedroom, flicking on the nightstand lamps along the way. I couldn’t wait to see him in the lace he had on.
“I have a surprise for you.” Giving me a sheepish grin, he shut the door behind him.
“Yeah? I like the sound of that.” I unbuttoned my shirt, threw it off, and stepped out of my jeans and underwear. My throbbing cock leaked precum and my balls grew heavy. The teasing at the club had got me worked up like never before.
“Get on the bed.” He stepped toward me, slowly lifting his shirt over his head, his pert nipples taunting me.
I climbed backward onto the bed, my gaze glued to him. I wouldn’t miss a second of this show.
As he unfastened his jeans, he slipped his hands inside and rubbed his dick, stretching to his hipbone under the lace. “Fuck, I’m so hot for you.” His breath hitched, and he scraped his teeth over his lower lip.
“Damn, babe, you’re killing me here.” My cock ached and pulsed, dribbling a thread of precum to my stomach. I’d wanted no one more than him at this moment.
Slowly, he lowered his jeans over his hips while stepping closer, stroking his solid cock, held tightly in lace. “I have something to show you.” As he pushed his jeans all the way to the floor, he turned, ass to me.
I stared at his ass, the slit in the lace exposing his crevice. Tucked inside was something round and black. “Uh, what’s that? A plug?” I’d heard of them, but damn.
“Yep.” With a grin, he rose and faced me. “I’m prepped and ready for you. Have been all night.”
I blinked. “No wonder you’ve been grinding on me nonstop.” I opened my arms to him. “Come here.” If I’d have known about the plug, I’d have dragged him into the bathroom and fucked him there. But then it wouldn’t have been special.
Keeping his darkened gaze fixed to mine, he crawled onto the bed, his long hair hanging. “I want this to be the best you’ve ever had.”
“Every time is the best.” I folded my arms around him as he lay on top of me, cock to cock, his legs between mine. My mouth found his and pressed, my tongue gliding along his lower lip and sucking it into my mouth.
With a soft moan, he rocked his hips, rutting our dicks together, both slick with precum.
While placing lazy but heated kisses on his lips, I skimmed a hand down his back, fingering the lace on his ass and then slipping into his crease. As I pushed on the plug, he groaned and shuddered.
Breaking the kisses, he said, “Do more of that. You can fuck me with the plug a little.” He gazed at me with hooded lids and swollen red lips.
“Yeah?” I pulled on it and pressed it in.
He gasped, his brows tensing, and his dick twitched against mine.
Need exploded inside me in a torrent. In a rasp, I said, “Fuck, that’s hot.” I swallowed hard. How the hell would I keep it together long enough to fuck him? I pulled and released the plug a few times more, watching him writhe over me.
“Feels fucking good, babe.” With a whimper, he lowered enough to suck a nipple into his mouth and flicked his tongue over it.
“Fuck me…” A shock of pleasure tore through me, and I thrust against him, my toes curling.
Moving to the other nipple, he nipped it and pulled, peeking at me.
I pushed on his ass while rocking my hips, my balls aching, my back arching. “Can I fuck you now? Not going to last like this, just sayin’.” In fact, I’d have to calm down first.
With a coy grin, he lifted his head and said, “How do you want me?”
Fuck if I knew. I just wanted him. “Any way you want it.” Licking my lips, I released the plug.
He lifted from me and turned around on his hands and knees. “Drag the plug out, add more lube, and then you can slide in.” Twisting his head, he peeked at me, his tongue wetting his lips.
“Okay.” I slammed the nightstand drawer open, grabbed the lube and then slathered it over my cock, sensation lighting inside me. Jesus, don’t fucking come right now. Bending over him, I slipped the plug free and tossed it to the floor.
His back erupted in goosebumps, and he squirmed. “Fuck. Almost came.” He dropped his head between his arms, panting.
My dick throbbed and leaked. “Don’t tell me that. You’re going to make me come.” We were a pair, weren’t we? Chuckling to myself, I nudged my cockhead to his hole, my free hand brushing over the lace on his ass. He’d said no prep, so…“You ready?”
“Yes,” he said in a guttural rasp. “Fuck yes.”
I gently pushed inside him, his heat and pressure surrounding me in mind numbing pleasure. “Holy fuck, you’re tight.” Was I hurting him? “You okay?”
He nodded with a groan. “I’m very ready. Fuck me now. Hard.”
Pulling out, stars lit behind my eyes. I snapped my hips and buried my cock inside him with quick bursts, my balls hitting his thighs.
In a trembling voice, he said, “Oh fuck, harder. Slap my ass.” His long hair swished with the rhythm of my hips.
“Yeah?” I smacked his ass with a crack and pleasure surged up my spine. Fuck, did I enjoy spanking? Maybe a little. One more item for my list.
He moved his body in time with my thrusts, pounding his ass against me as I pushed in. With another slap on his ass, the edge of climax rushed to the surface. “Fuck, gonna come.” There was no stopping it.
“Me too.” He panted and gasped, his body trembling below mine.
Falling onto a straight arm over his back, I snuck my hand into his panties and pumped his cock, slick with precum.
“Fuck, oh fuck.” He lifted his head, and his hole clenched my dick as if sucking it deeper inside him. As his cock swelled further in my hand, hot wetness coated it in spurts.
My body hummed and tingled as I fell over the edge, pleasure surging in waves, one after the other.
My face tensed and I fought not to fall onto him, wild moans ripping from my throat.
As it slowed, I panted against his back.
“Holy fuck. Incredible.” I never imagined sex could be this amazing. Was it because I loved him? Maybe.
“Incredible is right.” With my cock slipping out of him, he fell to the bed and rolled onto his back. “Are you going to come down here?” He tilted his head on the comforter.
“Hell yes.” I lowered, resting on top of him, my head on his chest, his heart beating in my ear.
I curled a lock of his hair on my finger.
We’d been through a lot tonight but had recovered.
But fuck if I was going to bring Tate up now.
This moment was too precious. “Ezra? I want you to know something.”
“What’s that?” He draped an arm over my back.
Could I say what had been on my mind all night? “I uh…” My heart swelled with emotion. I lifted onto an elbow and gazed at his stunning face, his brown eyes surrounded by black lashes. Every time he looked at me, my insides tickled. It was time to tell him.
“What is it?” His brows wrinkled, and he cupped my cheek. “Is everything okay?”
“It’s more than okay. Ezra…I love you.” I gauged his reaction. Holy fuck, I’d said it.
His eyes widened and glistened in the low light. “Are you sure?”
“What?” My gaze darted across his face. Why the hell would he ask that? “Of course, I’m sure.” Didn’t he love me back? Holy fuck.
With the corners of his lips dipping and his breath catching, he hauled me to him, burying his face in my neck.
“I love you so much, Lucas. But I thought maybe the situation with Tate would hold you back.” He hugged me tighter.
“Our relationship isn’t a rebound. You’re my first genuine love, my true love. ”
I kissed his cheek as a hot tear rolled down it.
Fuck, I didn’t know he’d been thinking all this.
“Nothing was going to stop me from loving you, Ezra. In fact, your situation made me realize even faster how deep my feelings were for you. We had to fight to be together and…and we’ll continue to fight. I know we can get through anything.”
“Thank you, Lucas. You and your hockey family have truly changed my life.” Taking a deep breath, he freed me and gazed deeply into my eyes. “I was so miserable before I met you. You changed all that.”
I pressed a lingering kiss on his lips, heat prickling my eyes. “I fucking love you. Just remember that.” Jesus, how was it love hurt and felt amazing at the same time?
“I will.” He squirmed under me, and a grin floated over his lips. “I’m uh, we need to clean up.”
“Oh…” With a sharp laugh, I rose and climbed off the bed and then helped him up. “I came hard.”
“You did. I think I might leak cum for a few days.” With a quick laugh, he stood and my cum slithered down his thigh.
“Damn, babe, that’s hot.” I’d left some of myself inside him. My heart flittered. He was finally all mine.