CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Jett
Insecurity snakes up my spine as I unlock the door to my apartment. Not because of the mess I left behind this morning. Blade doesn’t care about that, but he’ll see how simply I’ve been living. In a barren space, barely furnished, with naked, bland walls.
That, despite the good money we get paid, I haven’t gotten out of my own way to spend it on myself. That, maybe I don’t deserve better because my entire childhood, I was told I didn’t deserve better.
Maybe Blade living here with me will be the push I need to make it nicer. I will make it nicer for him. But when he walks in, he barely looks at the place. His eyes are squarely on me.
“The longer you stare, the longer it will take for us to get naked,” I say.
Blade shucks off his coat. “That was the best and corniest invitation to sex I’ve ever heard, and you know what?” He grabs me so roughly that the wind is knocked out of my chest. “I love it. And back at the cabin, I was only trying to protect you. Because I... I love you, Jett.”
My heart stops, hearing that. I wasn’t sure if we were ready. “I’ve always loved you. In many ways. A friend. A partner. Someone I can trust in this fucked-up business we got ourselves into. Now...” I fight to keep my voice steady. “Now I love you in a way that makes me complete.”
Blade’s eyes go glassy. “I never said those words before, and I wasn’t sure if you’d say it back. No one ever did.” He pulls me close so our foreheads touch. “No one. Not one living soul.”
“Then I’m special,” I say and kiss him.
“Show me your bed, Jett.” His fingers trail down my back, and he squeezes my ass. “I need this. I need all of you.”
“Our bed,” I whisper. “You’re staying with me, right? From now on?”
“Right.” He grips my hand and walks down the short hallway. “This way?”
“Yes, sir.” I hear him growl from me calling him sir. Maybe I’ll try Daddy, even though he’s only one year older than me.
“God, this room smells like you.” Blade inhales and starts kissing me.
I manage to get my clothes off, our lips still locked. Then I drop to my knees to undo his belt, needing his cock in my mouth. With his briefs only half pushed down, I breathe in the scent of him.
“Christ, yeah.” Blade holds my head.
I take a moment to admire Blade’s perfectly toned body. He’s all rippling muscles and tattooed skin. My eyes trail down to his thick cock. It’s stiff, and his veins are vibrating for attention. The slit weeps precum, and my mouth waters for the taste of him.
I kiss the underside and grip the length.
“Fuck,” Blade mutters, pushing his briefs down more and stepping out of his jeans.
I take him into my mouth, all the way to the hilt, and it feels like home. I don’t care if he fucks me, I just want this.
But Blade has other ideas. He grips the base and eases it out. “Just a few more licks, baby. I want to fuck you deep and all night.”
My body tightens at that idea. I take one last taste, and we trade places. Blade is on his knees, kissing my stomach. I hold his shaved head with both hands, ignoring the soft skin and the fuzz he got rid of in the three weeks since I’ve seen him. I line up my dick so the crown kisses his lips.
He licks the tip and then opens wide, letting me slide into his warm mouth. “Christ,” I mutter at the rough texture of his tongue.
So fucking manly. So damn hot.
He takes me deeper down his throat. Pulling off, he says, “You taste so damn good. You’re my good boy, letting me suck this pretty cock.”
I’m his. His good boy.
“Now fuck my face and come in my mouth so I can bend you over and make you mine.” He nips my balls. “Forever. You’re fucking mine forever, Jett.”
His claim and the way he sucks me off make my knees weak.
“And I’m yours forever,” I say, holding his sculpted cheekbones while I fuck his beautiful mouth, the edges of his beard tickling the skin of my thighs as I sink deep into his throat.
Inch for inch, I’m bigger than Blade, so throat fucking him has his eyes watering. I wipe away the loose tears and smile at how I can devastate him the way he’s devastated me.
He keeps his eyes closed, his relaxed jaw taking my cock like this. He groans at the pleasure he takes in making me lose my mind.
“Blade, you look so good like this.” I slide out and run the tip across his lips, up and down, while he licks me. “So fucking good, down on your knees, licking every hard inch of my dick.”
He swallows my cock, and it thunders me over the edge.
“Blade...” I climax down his throat. “You’re making me come so hard.”
Every cell explodes, and every muscle ripples as I empty my balls down his throat. He drinks me greedily like he needs my cum to breathe, to live.
I guess he does. And so do I.
He lifts me up and catches me since I’m unsteady on my legs. Blade kisses me to ground me. His tongue tastes like the salt of my release, and the way it connects us is damn near shattering.
All I want to do is surrender.
“Are you ready for my cock,” he says, fisting his. “We have to go easy, I don’t have lube.”
“I do,” I admit. “I’ve been...”
“Have you been playing with your own ass?” he asks, running his hands along my chest and abs. “Missing me that much?”
“Yeah, I’ve been teasing my hole, wishing it was you. Now do something about it already.”
“Yes, baby,” he scoffs and spins me around.
I should have known demanding a hard fucking would ignite his primal need to claim me.
I have never wanted to be fucked like this, and now I feel like I can’t breathe unless he’s inside me.
It strikes me why I never felt fully satisfied with women.
Why it always left me feeling empty. I told myself it was the abuse, that I couldn’t allow myself to be happy.
When in truth I was saving myself for the right person to love me.
He was in front of me all along.
I sprawl on my unmade bed, my wet, spent cock grinding into the top cover.
Tingles run up and down my spine as Blade straddles me and spreads my ass cheeks wide. “So fucking perfect and mine.” He bends down and licks me there, laps me up with a greedy tongue.
“Fuck, Blade,” I groan into a pillow.
“Where’s that lube?” he asks, breathless.
“Nightstand.”
He reaches over, and with a wet finger, he preps me. The snap of the lube bottle is a jolt to my soul. It means he’s moments away from fucking me. My satisfied cock twitches when Blade’s finger slips inside me.
“Yeah, nice and ready for my cock.”
I groan at how full it already feels.
“Fuck, Jett, I’m not sure how long I can last in this tight ass.” He presses the crown of his cock to my hole and drips more lube on our connection. “Jesus, I wish you can see me take you. How you take me. You are so fucking mine.”
Slowly, oh so slowly, Blade sinks all the way inside me and hisses a curse under his breath. “Hold the fuck on, baby.”
My eyes roll back in my head. “Deeper. I want it deeper,” I grunt.
“Greedy for a good fucking,” Blade rasps and then rails me into the mattress. “I want to make you come with my dick in your ass.”
Blade snakes a warm, shaking hand around my hips. My heart goes offline when his hand closes around my cock. He’s fucking me, but I’m fucking his hand, his lubed-up fingers so slick and messy.
He jerks me off while he fucks me, and my orgasm builds up again.
“Christ, you’re so big,” he whispers into my ear. “Come for me, I’m close.”
I garble something, feeling my warm cum add to the lube in his hand. He strokes me with it and then explodes inside me.
Groaning and cursing, he collapses on top of me and then twists me around to hold me against his chest. “Are you okay? Was that too much for you?”
I cackle a laugh into his chest hair. “Never. And if it is, I’ll spend forever letting you make me yours the way you want me.”
“I want you like this.” He lifts my chin and kisses me. “Mine. Fast, slow, all night, or a quickie. All I want is for you to love me.”
“Mission accomplished. I do.”
“Hmmm, that has a nice ring to it.”
I gasp. “Are you suggesting...”
“Maybe, let’s sleep on it.”
I started this day feeling empty, thinking every sunrise would offer the same. Now I’m starting a life with the one man I trust while we fight for this love.
Scars and all.