Chapter 31 #2
“When I was called to her office, I wasn’t sure what Dr. Waverly wanted.
Given Stella’s antics, I decided to arm myself.
I checked with Frank Jones, the college development officer, about the endowment amount.
I mentioned the dollar figure in my conversation with Dr. Waverly.
I wanted her to realize that a faculty member’s false accusations may impact your endowment.
I also wanted to protect Wyl from the false rumors. ”
“I’m glad you took the chance, Rod,” Walt said. “We like supporting the college, but having the family name dragged through the mud by a faculty member with an agenda would be enough to sever our support.”
“And another thing,” I handed Walt his refilled martini glass and sat beside Rod. “You are part of our family now. If the college does anything harmful to you, I will make sure our support is withdrawn, and I will explain why.” I slammed back my drink, emptying the glass.
Rod reached for my hand and laced our fingers. “Wyl…calm down. Dr. Waverly verbalized her support for me. She won’t put up with any antics from faculty or staff.” Rod jiggled the ice in his empty glass.
I took a calming breath. I seldom resorted to angry outbursts, but Rod and I had already gone through a couple of challenges, and I wanted to protect my guy. I took Rod’s empty glass, picked up my own, and stood to refill both.
“In my heated conversation with Stella, after I met with Dr. Waverly, I put her on a final warning. Things will quiet down on campus.”
“No wonder you needed a martini.” I chuckled and handed Rod his refill.
“Let’s move to the patio, and I’ll grill those steaks.
” The news of the trouble on campus increased my uneasiness about Mitzi’s possible involvement.
What was her angle, and why did she involve Rod?
He had nothing to do with the divorce or Sterling Ranch.
Not that I didn’t hope someday he might, but what Rod did or didn't receive was none of Mitzi's business. She was up to something.
* * *
In the bedroom, I cradled Rod’s face in my palms. He gazed at me with lust in his blown pupils.
I loved his stubble against my hands. The stubble of a handsome man who belonged to me, heart and soul.
I leaned in until our lips met. Soft and supple, Rod’s lips parted for my probing tongue.
I let my tongue explore his mouth, pausing to trade swipes with Rod’s tongue.
A deep moan rose from his throat, giving my already stiff penis incentive to stiffen more.
Rod’s breath quickened, and I pulled back. “Are you okay?”
Rod panted. “Yeah, babe. Your kiss alone held me on the edge. God, you are the sexiest man in the world.”
I planted my forehead against Rod’s. “From my perspective, you hold the sexiest title, cowboy. And tonight, I intend to make you forget everything troubling you and focus on how good I can make you feel.”
I opened Rod’s shirt one button at a time and pushed it off his shoulders.
It fluttered to the floor. I tugged Rod’s undershirt up to run my hands over his skin.
He shivered under my touch as I explored every inch of his stomach and chest, pausing to massage the nipples as the nubs hardened beneath my fingertips.
The erotic energy flowing from Rod into my hands is the same energy from the night of the unexpected kiss; it is the energy I wanted from this man for as long as I could have it.
A deep moan rumbled in Rod’s chest as I worshipped his body.
Rod raised his arms as I lifted his undershirt and dropped it at our feet on top of his shirt. Leaning forward, I kissed Rod’s neck below the ear, nipping and licking around his collarbone and down his chest to his nipple. My tongue scraped across the nipple before I bit the hard nub.
“Ow…ohhhhh…” Rod’s eyes closed, and his head rolled back.
I gave equal attention to the other nipple. Rod moaned the moan of a man lost in a sea of pleasure.
With the tip of my tongue, I flicked my way down to Rod’s navel. I bathed the indentation while unbuckling Rod’s belt. The clasp on Rod’s pants opened, and the zipper snicked down. Rod’s cock throbbed in his briefs as I knelt and lowered his pants.
I kissed the top of each foot before running my fingertips up the inside of Rod’s legs. He spread his legs wider, giving me complete access to whatever I wanted.
I kissed his cock through his briefs before reaching inside and teasing Rod’s taut sack with my fingertips.
“Oh, God,” Rod moaned. His cock throbbed, and pre-cum oozed through the stretched fabric.
I stood and ran my fingertips through the waistband of Rod’s briefs. I locked our lips together and clutched his ass cheeks. My finger grazed his hole as my tongue plundered his mouth in a fiery kiss.
Rod leaned back from the kiss. “Honey, you’re edging me.”
“Keep enjoying it.” I nibbled Rod’s earlobe as I drew my hands around to Rod’s cock, stroking with my right hand and teasing Rod’s tight balls with my left.
Rod trembled. His head flew back, and a moan escaped his lips.
“Your cock is so hot and wet,” I said, maintaining caresses as Rod’s breathing quickened. “Do you want me to let it out?”
“Yes…” Rod hissed. “I’ve been riding the edge the entire time.”
Kneeling, I pulled Rod’s briefs down to his ankles. I nuzzled Rod’s crotch and inhaled the heady testosterone of my man. I laved Rod’s balls with my warm, wet tongue. The sac drew up tighter.
Rod emitted a sharp gasp followed by a long, throaty groan.
I ran my tongue up the underside of Rod’s throbbing cock and nibbled the underside by the swollen head. Rod’s pre-cum flowed onto my lips, and I bathed my tongue in Rod’s nectar before engulfing his manhood in my hot mouth.
“Oh, God. If you don’t stop, I’m gonna shoot,” Rod gasped.
I pulled off. “Not yet. Lie face up on the bed.”
In a flash, Rod was on his back on the bed. I shed my clothes and lay beside Rod. I traced my fingertips over the hair down the center of Rod’s chest. I licked Rod’s ear and whispered, “Cowboy, do you want to touch me?”
Rod turned his head toward me, his dark pupils filled with lust. “Oh God, yes.”
I rolled onto my back. “I’m your guitar. Play me.”
“Bastard.” Rod leaned over and kissed each nipple, licked with a flat tongue, and blew.
I shivered and moaned. The incredible sensations streaming through my core flowed down to my penis. Now I was skimming the edge too.
Rod’s hand moved down to my pulsing cock. He fingered the long shaft before wrapping his fist around my cock and kissing the head. Licking the crown like an ice cream cone, he ran the tip of his tongue in the slit.
A long, chesty moan emanated from deep within my chest. My cock spent plenty of nights with Roger Palm and his five buddies. Nothing compared to the sensations Rod’s attention delivered.
Rod gazed into my lust-filled eyes. “I need this inside me.” He continued to tease my stiff shaft with his fingertips. “Stuff?”
I reached the bedside table and jerked the drawer open. Lube and condoms flew through the air and landed on the bed.
Rod rose to a kneeling position and grabbed the condom. He rolled the ribbed latex down my hard cock. Drizzling lube into his fist, he poked my cock through his fist, smoothing lube down the stiff shaft.
“Shit,” I gasped. “Either sit on that thing, or it will go off by itself.”
He drizzled more lube on his fingers and reached around, finger-fucking his hole to prepare for me.
“God, that’s hot,” I growled. I reached for Rod’s cock. I loved wrapping my fist around Rod’s stiff penis and watching my man’s face contort in ecstasy. With the slick pre-cum, Rod’s bulbous cockhead popped in and out of my fist.
“Careful, babe. My pistol is loaded and ready to shoot.”
I stopped the assault but kept my fist around the granite penis of the man I adored.
Rod removed his fingers from his hole and wrapped his hand around my cock, slowly impaling himself.
“Oh.” I took in a sharp breath. “God.” Another breath. “You. Feel. Amazing.”
Rod eased down until he engulfed my cock, and raised and lowered his hips. With hands on either side of my head, he leaned down and smothered my mouth in a desperate kiss.
With Rod assaulting both my lips and my cock, I thought I would die from ecstasy.
The kiss ended, but our lips stayed in contact as the impending orgasm built between my legs.
I gasped, “I’m cumming!” The orgasm reached a climax, and my penis erupted into the condom.
I twisted my fist around Rod’s cock. His glans swelled as Rod’s orgasm kicked in.
Rod clamped his lips over my mouth and shot jets of hot cum onto my chest before collapsing and kissing my neck.
“God, you were fantastic,” Rod groaned.
“No, you were. You’re a major turn-on.” I continued to float on a cloud of pleasure.
Rod shook his head. “With you, orgasms are impossible to describe. You breathed life into my old body. Not only do I feel young again, but I also can’t believe we’re together. It’s like a dream.”
I nudged Rod’s ear with my nose. “After all the shit we’ve been through? I want to lie here with you in my arms and treasure you forever.”
Rod nuzzled my neck. “I like your ideas.”
After a quick shower, we lay together in bed, holding each other.
Rod’s breathing evened out, but I had trouble going to sleep.
My brain churned over the conversations Rod said he overheard between Stella and Mitzi.
I recalled Stella’s call to me the first day I missed class.
I found it odd she called in the first place, but to ask to meet for a drink?
Was it Mitzi’s doing? And did Mitzi somehow stir up the campus issue Rod mentioned?
He gave no details, but I’m betting it involved her.
She never met Rod. I needed to protect him, but from what?