Chapter Thirteen
Madden
Sun streamed through the gap in the curtains when Madden opened his eyes. Only for a split second did the weight on his chest feel odd and suffocating, until the memories of last night came back flooding to him.
He ran a hand through the messy blond curls, the strands tangling with his fingers, and smiled to himself. Fuck, what an evening.
With the calm and clarity of the morning, though, he thought to himself he had gone too hard on Adryan, especially at first. It had felt amazing to fuck his mouth like that, and Adryan had taken it so well…
but he wasn’t too proud to admit he was working through something there.
Even later, when he had bent him over that table, he had gone the extra mile to torture him until he begged. And how he liked to hear Adryan beg.
He ran his fingers down the column of his neck and the glowing bare skin of his back, Adryan’s head nestled in the hollow of his shoulder. Madden forced himself to take a deep, slow breath, before his head filled with useless questions about what tomorrow would bring.
‘Hmm, that’s nice,’ Adryan’s muffled voice spoke into his chest.
Madden smiled to himself. ‘Yeah?’
‘If only this was how I woke up every morning,’ he said, lifting eyes still heavy with sleep to look at Madden. ‘How is your arm? All that moving about yesterday wasn’t the best way to heal a fracture.’
‘It’s fine.’
It wasn’t. It hurt with a dull pain that ran from his shoulder to his elbow, but he wasn’t about to tell Adryan that. Not now, anyway.
‘How’s your back and your ass? I think I’ve some cream in my bag if you need some.’
‘Is being prepared something else Mr. Madden Price does?’ Adryan smiled lazily.
It was always better to be prepared for any eventuality, that’s what he always said.
‘I guess it is,’ he chuckled.
‘I think I’ll be fine,’ Adryan said, pushing himself up and pressing his lips to Madden’s mouth. ‘I need water,’ he said, smiling.
Adryan jumped off the bed and disappeared into the bathroom, leaving Madden cold and mildly disappointed. He couldn’t help feeling as if a spell would break if Adryan got dressed and left right now.
The fates must have favored him, though, because Adryan came out of the bathroom still blessedly naked and then bent over to get a drink from the minibar, coming back with a bottle of water.
Madden followed with interest the drop sliding off the corner of his mouth, all the way down his chin and around the sharp edge of his jaw.
‘Like what you see?’ Adryan asked, a smirk on his lips, as his eyes dropped to Madden’s crotch.
Madden followed his gaze to find the bedsheet tenting over what must be his erection. When had that even happened?
‘Is this morning wood, Maddy, or do I make you like this?’
‘As if you didn’t know,’ Madden replied, as Adryan climbed over the bed. He ran a palm along his leg, then just barely grazing Madden’s cock, making his head swim with sudden want.
‘I like to hear it, though,’ he smiled.
Adryan drank some more water, then took another sip, and leaned over Madden, whose lips parted automatically.
The cool water slid into his mouth as Adryan’s hot, wet lips kissed him, the connection deep, the movements of his tongue slow, his hands sinking into the mattress at each side of Madden’s head.
‘Is it because I’m handsome?’ he teased.
Madden arched an eyebrow.
‘Modesty not your thing?’
‘It is what it is,’ Adryan chuckled, coming off him.
‘Well, maybe it is modesty,’ Madden said, his tone lowering, as he ran his good hand along Adryan’s thigh.
‘Because ‘handsome’ doesn’t do you any justice.
Hot as all hell, would probably be closer.
The perfect face, the perfect lips and ass to be kissed and fucked.
And once you stopped being a jerk, turns out you’re a decent sort of guy,’ Madden finished, digging his fingers into Adryan’s upper thigh, watching as the man’s cock twitched, starting to rise.
‘Well, now you’re just trying to win me over,’ Adryan said, the comic edge to his voice vanishing, as he leaned down to kiss him once more.
Slow, taking his time, exploring, Madden drank Adryan in as he slid over his body.
Warmth wrapping over him once more, Madden’s cock pressed against his stomach, as Adryan’s kisses moved to his jaw, then his neck, his tongue drawing the path across his chest, over his pectoral muscles, and catching a nipple between his kiss-swollen lips.
‘Fuck, Ry,’ Madden grunted, pressing his hand to his eyes.
‘Now there is a surprise. Maddy has sensitive nipples.’ Adryan smiled around his flesh, gently pulling with his teeth. Madden moaned. ‘Damn, I so want to fuck you.’
‘Yes, fuck, yes!’
Madden spread his legs to allow Adryan to sit back between them. What a glorious vision above him.
‘I don’t think so, not today. Any more shaking and your arm might hurt even more than it does now.’
‘How—’
‘But do not despair, I’ll make you feel good,’ he said, closing his hand over his erection, pressing the bedsheet against his skin as his long fingers wrapped around his dick.
Madden sighed with relief, pushing his head into the pillow. The thoughts of Adryan jerking him off with his large, perfect hands made him burn.
‘You’re getting this bedsheet so wet, Maddy, it’s really turning me on.’
His chest on fire, Madden sat up and ripped the bedsheet away from between them. Wrapping his hand around Adryan’s ass, he pulled him until their crotches were as close together as they possibly could.
‘Impatient,’ Adryan said, still smirking, as he piled pillows behind Madden. Madden wanted to complain, wanted to demand Adryan to grab him and rub him, and make him come, but once he leaned back into the pillows, he realized it was much easier on his arm and he grunted in resignation.
‘Where were we?’
‘Press your cock against mine and jerk us off with your giant hands, is where we were at,’ Madden grunted.
Adryan’s eyes sparked with lust and his hands dropped between them as he brought both their cocks together, his fingers sliding around and between them, spreading pre-cum and making them slippery and hot.
Adryan’s hands felt so much better than what he had imagined. His long fingers wrapped all the way around and they were strong, as they pressed his erection against Madden’s. It was a furnace between them. The heat and pleasure spread inside him, coiling in his abdomen.
‘Ry..’
‘I know,’ Adryan replied, his voice low and gravelly.
He used both his hands, pressing, fingers dragging against their sensitive skin. The sensation of Adryan’s pre-cum sliding over him, over his cock, his balls, was enough to drive him to insanity, and the pleasure that wound inside him threatened to explode.
As pleasure became irrational, as his body took over and his mind drifted away, his hips began to move into Adryan’s hand, into Adryan’s cock. Hot, wet, the sounds of their erections rubbing against each other almost as loud as Adryan’s pants and moans.
‘Maddy … Maddy…’
‘Yeah,’ he grunted.
He closed his hand over Adryan’s pressing even harder as they both fucked into their hands, their hips hectic, their pants mingling with each other, as sticky heat spread under his fingers, the waves of pleasure tightening his core to the point of pain, but a pain he relished.
A pain he would die into if he could. It shook him and consumed him and devoured him, a wave of release exploding over their hands.
Adryan’s moans were so fucking erotic, his orgasm made him arch his back, his body exposed to Madden, as he held on to the last spasms of his pleasure.
Adryan sat back, panting, half in a haze, when Madden pulled him back to him. Madden kissed him greedily, harshly, trying to get as much of him as he could.
The words burned his lips. Stay with me, he wanted to say.
Their gazes met and he felt anchored to the blue eyes, unable to pull away, the words fighting to get out.
‘What?’ Adryan asked, a soft smile on his lips.
Madden swallowed.
‘We really need a shower.’
Madden straightened his tie, flattening it against his shirt.
He wasn’t attending the meeting per se, but he felt compelled to look as good as if he was.
Adryan watched him from the bed, his legs crossed at the ankle as he leaned back against the headboard, his fingers resting lightly against his cheek.
Using the excuse of his doctor visit yesterday, Madden had insisted Adryan stay over with him.
It made no sense for him to go home if he was to come back to drive him to the hospital.
As a result, they had barely been apart since the town’s makeover.
While those thirty hours or so were not too long a period of time, seeing Adryan there, with him, felt as natural as if he had been there his entire life.
‘What?’
‘I’m conflicted,’ Adryan replied.
Madden arched an eyebrow as he buttoned up the vest.
‘You look so good I feel like you should wear a three piece suit all the time…’
Madden smirked.
‘But at the same time, it makes me want to get you naked.’
The smirk grew into a grin, but he pulled his eyes from the man on his bed, and stared at his own image in the mirror, for fear of falling for Adryan’s teasing.
‘I would let you,’ he said, eyes straight ahead, ‘but then I’d be late picking up the reps from Global Ricci.’
‘And my father,’ Adryan chimed.
‘And your father.’
Madden turned to the chair and watched the dark blue contraption with skepticism.
It was to replace the cast they had sawn off yesterday.
And sure, a brace was better than the piece of armor they had called a cast by far, but it was difficult to put on and take off, and Dr. Wilson recommended only removing it when it was necessary to shower.
The implication was that he shouldn’t shower too often either. Washing was good enough.
Adryan jumped off the bed, and reached for the brace, allowing Madden to run his eyes along the line of his side and along his neck.
If he noticed Madden ogling him, Adryan didn’t comment, and dutifully slipped the brace around his arm, wrapping the straps around his bicep and tightening them until he could attach the Velcro ends.
Once he had adjusted the strap around his neck and chest, they both stepped back and looked at his reflection in the mirror, Adryan’s hand hanging over Madden’s shoulder.
They both laughed.
‘It really ruins the effect,’ Madden said.
‘Not that much,’ Adryan smiled.
He then reached for his jacket and helped him slide one arm in, while only sliding the other side over Madden’s shoulder. He then reached for a safety pin. He lifted the lapel on his right side and slipped the pin through the fabric, to fix it to the brace so it wouldn’t slip off.
‘How expensive is this suit?’ Adryan asked, his eyes on the task at hand.
‘Don’t ask questions you don’t want answered,’ Madden replied, running a hand through his hair, trying to fix the styling.
‘Thank you for doing this,’ Adryan said, still fussing with the safety pin, even though he had long finished with it.
Madden slid a finger under his chin and pulled his face up until their eyes met.
He leaned forward and kissed him. Adryan’s lips felt warm against his mouth and he melted into him.
Adryan’s hands ran up Madden’s arms, and he slid his one good hand around Adryan’s waist, pulling him closer.
Adryan gasped, and Madden felt the sound inside him, all the way down to his cock.
‘No!’ Adryan said, pushing him away.
‘Why not,’ Madden asked, trying to pull him back in.
‘Because neither you nor me can afford to look freshly fucked right now,’ he said, half laughing.
‘Again, why not?’
‘Because.’ Adryan set his gaze on Madden. ‘We’re going to meet my parents.’
It felt very much like a redo of the ice-bucket challenge. His excitement dissipated, together with his incipient erection, and his face turned red. He could feel the heat on the tip of his ears.
It shouldn’t be this big of a deal, he told himself, as his phone chimed.
‘The car is here,’ he said, and his own voice sounded distant, and foreign.
For a second, he didn’t even know what that meant.
Then he remembered he had Vicky arrange a car.
He would pick up Mr Hayes, and then pick up the Global Ricci people from the train station, to drive them to the factory and the meeting. Yes, the car was here.
It really shouldn’t be that big a deal, he repeated in his head, like a mantra. He had met Mark and Julianne Hayes before. Many times, actually. They were lovely people who had shown him nothing but respect and affection.
But you weren’t fucking their son, a voice said in his head.