Chapter 3 #3
Gavin grabbed Johnny’s shoulder and waist and hauled him up onto his lap.
His arm slid farther around his shoulders, and he used it to maneuver Johnny closer.
He kissed him softly on the lips before pulling back and looking into his eyes.
Gavin’s gorgeous brown eyes sparkled with green flecks.
“My idea of a perfect night is making you happy. If you love it, I love it. Our night. Your night. Same thing.”
Gavin pulled him close for another kiss, and this time, Johnny opened to him fully, not simply his mouth, but his being, his heart, and his soul. He shouldn’t, but he was starving for every bit of what Gavin promised.
Their tongues entwined, and Gavin’s hands roamed Johnny’s back.
Johnny turned to better face Gavin and straddle his lap, which led to him humping against Gavin’s crotch.
He couldn’t help it with Gavin kissing him so passionately.
He grabbed Johnny’s ass, making him want more.
He enjoyed being touched, even through the thin material of his slacks.
Johnny moaned, verbalizing his passion the only way he knew how.
Gavin broke the kiss before pushing Johnny over on his back. “I want more than a random booty call. You have to know that, right?”
Johnny didn’t know that. The sex in Vegas after Davey’s retirement function had been incredible, but he’d never expected to hear from Gavin again.
He’d suspected the man was after whatever angle would get him closer to signing Bryce, especially after he’d sent that ridiculous present to Davey McAllister’s partner, Tyler, at Christmas.
In fact, Johnny kind of figured Gavin had been using him.
He didn’t mind that so much, though. He was having fun, after all, but using was still using. He shook his head. “I don’t know that.”
“What?”
“Well, if you’re still after Bryce, that approach won’t work, you know.”
Gavin chuckled. “No. I admit I haven’t been too smart about recruiting Bryce. He’s incredibly good, and I’ve been, uh...I don’t know, desperate to get him signed and not at all happy I’d missed my chance.”
“He promised to sign with Apex early on...you didn’t have a chance. He’s...connected.”
“I don’t care anymore. I’m much more interested in you.”
“Gavin...” Johnny exhaled. Gavin made it hard to think logically when his heavy body pinned Johnny on the couch with their erections mutually rubbing together.
“That Christmas present you sent Tyler said you’re willing to cross lines.
..I’m not sure I’m okay with that, but if this is a hookup, I could be okay with that. ”
“No.” He leaned in and kissed Johnny on the nose. “Don’t settle. I admit...it was stupid...how’d you know about that anyway? Does Davey always confide in his security company?”
It was Johnny’s turn to laugh. “I’m best friends with Pilot, and he’s dating Bryce.”
“The big guy? Doesn’t he date Tate Jordan?”
“He does. He is.”
“Huh?”
“Both. I know it’s odd, but it means that they’re family, Bryce, and Tate, and by extension, Davey and Tyler. They don’t work like a normal business. They’re a racing family. That’s the only way Davey knows how to do it.”
“I get that.”
“So? Hookup?”
Gavin sat up, and Johnny immediately missed the heat pressing down on him. “Johnny, no. Don’t settle for that. I want more from you. I like you. I mean it.”
“What more do you want?”
Gavin wiggled his eyebrows. “You’re too hot to not want sex, you know that, but I want you to go to some races with me. It’s not Supercross. It’s an amateur level. Accompany me. Spend time with me in and out of the bedroom.”
“We’ll see. But first...”
“First?”
“Yeah, first get back here.” He pulled at Gavin’s belt loops, and he willingly followed.
With his weight pressed against him again, Johnny went right back to grinding against Gavin.
He pushed his fingers into his hair and silently begged for another kiss with his eyes and a flick of his tongue.
Gavin quickly obliged him, devouring his mouth.
He took what he wanted, the aggressiveness sending shocks of lust through Johnny’s body.
Gavin broke the kiss, but Johnny had no idea how long it’d taken him to do it.
He didn’t want it to end but wanted to get on to other things.
Apparently, Gavin wanted to move forward too.
He unbuttoned Johnny’s shirt. Slowly. One button at a time.
“Johnny...” He popped open another button.
“I need to tell you something...” He pulled on the shirt, untucking it from his pants. “The last time we were together—”
“It was so good, Gavin...” Johnny moaned when Gavin unbuttoned his pants.
“I like how you look, half-dressed, pupils blown...flushed...ready...”
“I’m ready...” His voice sounded breathy and hopefully sexy.
Gavin unzipped his pants. “Yes, but you don’t know what you’re getting into.”
“I don’t?” What was Gavin trying to say?
“I don’t normally...I mean. Last time was about as vanilla as I get.”
They’d been wild together. That night in Vegas had been glorious. They’d fucked and sucked and tried so many positions, Johnny would have sworn Gavin had memorized the Kama Sutra. “Are you trying to say you’re a kinky bastard, Gavin? I kind of suspected that.”
Gavin dove his fists into Johnny’s hair, pulling him up. “That’s exactly what I’m saying. Are you up for it? Tell me now...”
Johnny didn’t need to think about it. He wanted every kinky thing Gavin could come up with. “Yes!”
Their mouths collided once again. They kissed, fierce and passionate but short.
Gavin stood up and pulled Johnny with him.
Gavin slid Johnny’s pants down over his hips, exposing his Andrew Christian briefs.
He’d worn the gray ones. They were more the classic style and didn’t even have the name blazoned across the band, but they were nice and fit comfortably.
“These too...” Gavin practically growled as he pulled the briefs down.
He pushed the shirt off of Johnny’s shoulders and looked at him.
Johnny stood there, naked, with his cock pointing up between them.
Gavin opened his pants, pulling out his cock, but he didn’t strip.
He stroked his cock, fully dressed, and stared at Johnny.
Johnny’s heart pounded out some kind of crazy beat.
What did Gavin think about his body? He didn’t know what to do with his hands, feeling self-conscious, but turned on like never before.
He closed his eyes and dropped to his knees. “Please...”
Gavin stepped forward and shoved the head of his cock between Johnny’s lips, cutting off his moaning.
Johnny loved the feel of his cut head rubbing against his tongue.
The man’s cock was as gorgeous as the rest of him.
Tightly trimmed black hair framed his goods.
Johnny reached up and flicked his fingers under Gavin’s balls, then rolled them.
Gavin groaned. “Stop, Johnny. Too much.”
“I want more.” He sucked Gavin’s cock to the back of his throat while wrapping his arm around his waist to pull him closer. He wanted to feel Gavin coming down his throat.
“Later. You’re so fucking sexy. I want to fuck you, Johnny.”
Slowly, he bobbed back and forth before releasing Gavin’s cock. “Whatever you want, Gavin.”
His words made Gavin groan as much as sucking his cock had.
Johnny guessed his new lover enjoyed dominating his lovers.
While he’d never been in a relationship like that before, nor had he ever wanted one, it wasn’t unappealing.
Gavin shoving him around and bending him to his will was a turn-on he hadn’t realized he’d have.
Johnny’s cock was all for it too. Simply thinking about Gavin dominating him made it twitch with anticipation. He grabbed the base of it and squeezed.
They circled around to the bed, and Johnny waited for Gavin to tell him what to do, and he didn’t have to wait long at all.
Gavin pushed him to the bed, attacking his body with his mouth, kissing and sucking anywhere his lips landed.
Arms, chest, stomach. He nipped at Johnny’s nipple and squeezed his thigh.
“I don’t know where to start with you.” He licked a stripe up Johnny’s cock.
His cock wasn’t the greatest. Not overly long or thick, but it didn’t stop Gavin from worshipping it with his tongue.
Johnny trembled beneath his ministrations.
“Shh...I’ve got you, baby.” It seemed like years of torture before Gavin finally sucked his cock down.
He bobbed his head, and Johnny wanted to grab his hair, but he didn’t. He put his hands behind his head and watched, enjoying the show. Gavin’s face seemed regal, so watching him give head contradicted his image like someone pristine getting down and dirty. His cock pulsed at the thought.
Gavin stopped sucking and grabbed Johnny’s cock at the base, squeezing it like he’d done his own dick earlier. “I’m going to be buried deep before you come. Got it?”
“Yes, Gavin.”
“Mmm...when you say things like that...”
Johnny opened his mouth but didn’t say anything.
Words escaped him when Gavin stared at him.
His pupils were blown and what color was left shown like a dark green moss in a cave hidden from sunshine for thousands of years.
Johnny put his fist in his mouth to keep from laughing at his crazy poetic musings.
“Looks like someone needs a gag. Do you mind?”
“You don’t have to ask. You’re in charge, Gavin.”
“I love the sound of that, but if I ever push you too far, I need to know. I’ll stop. Just say the word.”
“Okay. What’s the word?”
“Stop or no. This isn’t BDSM. I’m not a Dom, only into a little kink. For fun.”
“What if I’m gagged?”
“If you can’t remove the gag, smack me or kick me. Get my attention.”
Johnny wanted to try it. “You have a gag with you?”