3. The Unexpected
3
THE UNEXPECTED
EVAN
“ Y ou fucked that up,” Kurtis admonishes me.
I turn my frustration around on him. “You didn’t exactly fucking help, asshole.” I shove his shoulders, and he takes a step back. He has a bigger build than I do, but at six feet, I’m no slouch.
Anger flashes in his eyes, but he decides not to act on it. I wish he would. I wouldn’t mind taking my frustrations out on someone, and it might as well be him.
If I hadn’t been so distracted by his well-being since Tessa joined our team, I might have had enough time and energy to pursue her. Perhaps that’s too much to put on him. I didn’t believe I could have someone—anyone.
I know there’s an attraction between me and her. I felt it during our quiet moments alone. She even showed some interest in my sexual proclivities, although I never truly confirmed my desires to her.
Kurtis thinks he had a shot with the gorgeous woman on our team… our former team.
Fuck. I don’t even have a reason to be around her anymore. At least before I had the excuse of being her team leader, but I played my hand too cautiously. I thought there was no way one of us—instant karma agents—would be able to pursue anything more than a fuck buddy.
I want more than a casual affair with her. I want to possess her—entirely. I want her to kneel at my feet while I cater to her every need. Sexually and otherwise.
I suspect Tessa would be a perfect submissive brat to tame. Once she learns to trust me, I could satisfy her need for order and pleasure.
Dante likely offers her safe, vanilla love, and she probably needs some of that now. Perhaps one day when she tires of his simple ways, she will find herself tied to my bedposts, begging for my cock.
“Dude, you okay?” Kurtis asks, his tone full of concern.
“Huh?” I shake away my musings and adjust my thickening cock. “I was just imagining having her for myself.”
“Yeah, me too,” he admits and runs a hand down the front of his sweatpants. “I swear it’s been so long since…”
“Since someone touched you?” The urge to have physical contact overwhelms me.
Kurtis’s desire is palpable. He’s a handsome man with a stunning body. And he’s my closest friend. I care deeply for him. I’m mostly into women, but I experimented before becoming an agent. Kurtis is someone I’d have taken an interest in at a sex club.
But gods, I ache to be with Tessa. Except it doesn’t look like that will ever happen. No matter how much I want her, I won’t betray Dante to get her. I won’t tempt OG Karma to send me to my death to reboot.
Now that Karma is allowing us to heal, perhaps Kurtis and I could offer each other a bit of relief. Companionship. Together, we could have the connection our souls need. I’ve felt drawn to him many times, but always shrugged it off. It wasn’t smart to start something when we worked for Instant. I feared everything would implode. But now, with Karma leading us… I could see if there actually is something between us.
First, I need to know if he’s attracted enough to be with me sexually. If he is, we’ll go from there.
I step closer, eyeing his pronounced bulge.
Kurtis gulps, and his eyes dart to my crotch. “I’m not…”
“I think that might be a lie,” I say with a soothing tone. “Luckily, you don’t have to be gay or bi to be a good boy and open your mouth.”
“But Tessa…” he whispers.
“Tessa is busy sucking Dante’s. Fuck, from what I’ve sensed from her, she might even get off at the thought of all of us together.” I brush a lock of his blond hair away from his handsome face.
His gray eyes darken, and he licks his lips. “Here? Now?”
“On your knees.” I flick my chin for him to get on with it.
“Evan?” Kurtis blushes. Holy shit, that’s hot. “Are you serious?”
“When you’re with me like this, it’s sir or master,” I correct. “Now get on your knees and pull me free, or you don’t get to come.”
“ Fuuuuck .” Kurtis bites his lip and drops to his knees. As he pulls on my sweatpants, he gazes up at me. “I always thought you were sexy, but I didn’t think…”
“I know,” I acknowledge gently. “I find you attractive, too. This doesn’t have to mean more than finding some relief if we don’t want it to.”
He nods and strokes my rock-hard shaft. Fuck, just feeling his warm breath and hand brush over my sensitive flesh is driving me wild. If I’m not careful—in control—I might blow my wad as soon as his mouth closes around me.
“Pull yours out. I want you to touch yourself while I fuck your face.”
“Yes, sir,” Kurtis breathes out. He frees himself from his shorts and gives it a few strokes. Then he focuses on me, his hand wrapping around my girth, and he pumps both of us with the same rhythm. His pink tongue flicks out and licks the gathering fluid at my tip, and we both moan.
My hand lands on the back of his head, gripping his soft, short curls, and allowing him to take me into his mouth at his own pace. I won’t take control until he’s lost to the passion.
His warm, wet lips slip down my length, and I have to brace myself from coming. My head falls back, in surrender to the sensations.
Why not have my best friend give me what I need? I can do the same for him. What if we’re good together like this?
I bet I could train Kurtis to be a perfect little sub. He practically screams submissive. Damn, now I can see it. Tessa queening him, smothering him with her heat, and I would fuck her mouth. I’d let Dante watch us pleasure her. Maybe let him pinch those dusky rose nipples until they’re swollen hard and red. Until she’s drowning Kurtis in her wet slick.
I hear Kurtis choke. Fuck. I’m ramming my length down his throat. He’s taking it like a champ, though. His hand furiously pumps his length.
“Good boy. I want you to swallow every drop. And come with me. Understood?”
He hums with his agreement around me, working me like his life depends on it.
After a few more times slamming into his throat, I groan.
My body seizes up and bliss explodes from the base of my spine and out of my member, pouring into my best friend’s mouth. Gods, why does it have to feel so wrong and so right?
Kurtis swallows down my release and then comes into his hand.
I’m panting when he pulls off my softening dick. Looking down, I see I have a bit left behind. “Clean me up with your tongue.”
He shivers with desire at my command and eagerly licks me clean.
When he’s done, I stroke his cheek, and he leans into my hand, soaking up the kindness. “You were amazing. Would you like to do this again?”
“Yeah. At least until we get a chance to be with her.”
I nod my agreement, happy we’re on the same page. But I hope we can all make it work. Yes, that’s what I want—both Tessa and Kurtis.
Movement in the corner of my eye signals someone slipping away from the doorway.
Who the fuck was that? No matter. Hopefully, they enjoyed the show.
If it was Tessa, I hope she wanted to join us. Gods, I hope she will share a bed with us.
But I doubt Dante would be okay with that.